<?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-570814903954821743</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:27:02.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i loved you,once upon a time D:</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>170</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570814903954821743.post-6118027130882136190</id><published>2009-02-23T18:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T19:23:02.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Shoot for the moon. If you miss you'll still be among the stars.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All my life I've been whining about my own story, but when i listened to the people's story, i cried.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Life's so fragile. 2year old lil' girl, with a bright future, with shimmering eyes that tells tales. How could such tragedy happened.&lt;br /&gt;How could there be parents who don't even care. even if the baby's not even intended in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;How heartless is it, to just throw whatever thing in sight at their child? How crazy it is, to put the responsibilty of what they should have been handling to a 15 year old kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Guardian Angel, I salute you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;amp;Odelia. Believe, believe, believe. Faith, faith, faith. trust trust trust. rainbow will appear at the end of a storm, and turns out,even prettier. Everything happens for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I will be praying, for you both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I lovelovelovelove you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-6118027130882136190?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/6118027130882136190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=6118027130882136190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/6118027130882136190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/6118027130882136190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2009/02/shoot-for-moon.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-4982626294376542441</id><published>2008-08-28T09:15:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T16:24:11.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so lets just say it as,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;the guy i love love me no longer,and never will&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i always am the one,the one last to know what is happening,the one last to get the real picture&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he is just like an adult,i'm just like a lil' kid.&lt;br /&gt;and maybe adult and lil' kid wasn't meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;i am stupid to think he actually cared&lt;br /&gt;i was wrong,i am SO WRONG. &lt;br /&gt;end of story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;i want to say thanks to people like youjin,shangbo and jesse.&lt;br /&gt;they helped me alot,they helped me to stop crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;like. yeah HELL WHY THE FUCKIN' HELL AM I MOPING AND CRYING OVER A GUY. i deserve better treatment. yes i do&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not the end of the world,indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just don't like the way things are.&lt;br /&gt;i just can't stand how guys often think that 'oh girls? they are just an accessorie,i can do without them'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;sometimes,when you think they are nothing,you are &lt;b&gt;everything&lt;/b&gt; to them&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and please readers,if you are &lt;u&gt;my friend&lt;/u&gt;,don't critisize &lt;i&gt;him&lt;/i&gt; for all he has done because... &lt;s&gt;my heart will hurt.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so don't. don't call him names,don't call him anything.&lt;br /&gt;you want me to be happy,uhhh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON HIATUS.&lt;br /&gt;just let me have some time to think about things.&lt;br /&gt;when my head is cleared,i will be back,i swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will be [alright]?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;i will be fine&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i want is for you to say 'i don't like you' to me.&lt;br /&gt;tell me,since its true.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;i will stop wishing for you,i promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;We all want answers.&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time, we don't find it cus we search too far.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, we're looking right at it, but we don't see it.&lt;br /&gt;When there's a flicker of hope, we think it's impossible, cus it's only but a flicker of hope.&lt;br /&gt;We never stop to think about the possibilities of that little flick turning into something great, or an amazing start to something new.&lt;br /&gt;We don't dare create our own destiny, we all want to be spoon-fed in life,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;We let our own opportunity pass us by&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh,and i guess i would be MIAing for the whole of september holiday.&lt;br /&gt;as in &lt;u&gt;MSN and BLOGGING.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anything,call me or text me.&lt;br /&gt;24hours available(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i told myself to say WHATEVER,&lt;br /&gt;but instead,i muttered under my breath, 'i care'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-4982626294376542441?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/4982626294376542441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=4982626294376542441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/4982626294376542441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/4982626294376542441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/08/so-lets-just-say-it-as-guy-i-love-love.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-3907783875674817777</id><published>2008-08-27T16:03:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T17:18:57.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/alone/Johniasharp/alone.gif?o=18" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u155/Johniasharp/alone.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;i am at my best of mood&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,or why not lets take it as &lt;u&gt;i'm super angry&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like. WHAT'S MY PROBLEM? &lt;br /&gt;i rather not have any super high grades,like constant-straight B's or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;but now that i have 4A's,there's THIS FRIGGIN' F9 THAT TOTALLY RUINED MY REPORT SLIP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;and my f9 is super super low D:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i really dunno myself,i feel like killing myself.&lt;br /&gt;and english which i got C5(everyone got rather low for english this time)&lt;br /&gt;i know its a great leap of improvement from the last exam,but everytime i see my maths grade,there seemed to be this one whole load of feeling in my heart;guilt,guilty that i had let my mum spend so much on my tuition and yet i give such a result to her. disappinted,disappointed with how i actually gave up on myself,gave up on my mathematics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;U&gt;EFFED UP&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;i think this should be the most appropriate word.&lt;br /&gt;my percentage kena pulled down by &lt;b&gt;A LOT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like,i could easily get 70 plus.&lt;br /&gt;and yet now... 33 marks for mathematics,how amazing. how great.&lt;br /&gt;one week,one more week to catch up with the others. &lt;br /&gt;can i?&lt;br /&gt;i doubt myself,but i know i should try.&lt;br /&gt;i really should try,i don want to end up regretting and get into combined science.&lt;br /&gt;neh seriously,i am not trying to act cocky or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;combined science? it will be a dead end for me. i'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;at least,let me get into chembio,please. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,the rest of the post shall be in point form,i guess.&lt;br /&gt;i'm rushing for time,i have this science common test tomorrow _!_&lt;br /&gt;rahhh why am i becoming a nerd?&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;anglican won unity secondary,and congrats to sherwin for the title,'most valued     &lt;br /&gt;  player',though i don't really know him.&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;currently pages away from the end of &lt;b&gt;new moon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;now i understand why youjin like jacob more than edward. it sure is frustrating      for bella but she is of course lucky,to have both guys loving her &lt;b&gt;THIS MUCH&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;i'm so glad there's no CCA today&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;i saw &lt;i&gt;him&lt;/i&gt;,at a distance.&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;i want the next book,eclipse. anyone?&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;yanjun will be buying twilight to read,thanks to my enthusiastic recommendation:D&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;i want to watch &lt;u&gt;4bia&lt;/u&gt; WILL THEY BELIEVE I'M 16? &lt;br /&gt;-&gt;still not in the studying mood.&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;i'm losing interest in lots of things,even playing the sims. lol.&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;yesterday i read new moon all the way to 4am,then i bathed and prepared for  school. didn't catch a wink. that's how engrossed i was. heh.&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;i want to buy a new foolscap&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;i am starting to get tired of CCA. &lt;br /&gt;-&gt;i bought a cutecute pyjamas. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;all of a sudden i feel so bad for always ill-treating chelsea,haha.&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;i want a studying partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;help me.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;even the best falls down sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;why,i try to be okay even at my lowest.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need something like,a sense of achievement.&lt;br /&gt;all i know is that however hard i tried,i achieve NOTHING.&lt;br /&gt;period.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-3907783875674817777?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/3907783875674817777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=3907783875674817777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/3907783875674817777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/3907783875674817777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-am-at-my-best-of-mood-okayor-why-not.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-5830295313226005085</id><published>2008-08-25T16:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T18:15:23.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/icons/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q158/clemsonrocks9138/happy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey,the house is absolutely empty now.&lt;br /&gt;and i am just back from stupid camwhoring with youjin!&lt;br /&gt;we grabbed every chance that we can take photo xD,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;even on the escalator mirror&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA,MY NECK HURTS FROM LOOKING UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;here beside me is &lt;u&gt;NEW MOON:DDD&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is this series of book &lt;b&gt;everywhere&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even chelsea chin grabbed one lol.&lt;br /&gt;but she is... ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;she said the first 12 pages is boring.&lt;br /&gt;but germaine agree?&lt;br /&gt;idk. i feel that it is already nice right from the start,&lt;br /&gt;from the part where bella had to leave her mother,&lt;br /&gt;because she still couldn't accept phil as her 'new daddy'.&lt;br /&gt;from the part where her mother says &lt;i&gt;'you don't have to leave'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;youjin is in love with JACOB&lt;/u&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;unlike most of the people who were super obsessed over edward,&lt;br /&gt;which includes me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;germaine and co. had been vandalising my table with SOMEONE'S NAME+vandalising my foolscap+koping foolscap from me every single day.&lt;br /&gt;roarrrr.&lt;br /&gt;i cherish paper alot okay{:&lt;br /&gt;guess its time to buy a new stack of foolscap.&lt;br /&gt;zomggggg,i'm really in love with paper!&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh&amp;anyway,i've got a new phone!&lt;br /&gt;AS IN,&lt;U&gt;MY PHONE&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;often i start to wonder wonder why did my dad spoil me so much&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but happyhappy!:D&lt;br /&gt;it's funneh.&lt;br /&gt;instead of getting back my old phone,&lt;br /&gt;my dad bought another phone for me,&lt;br /&gt;a good one too.&lt;br /&gt;he says he isn't free for the next few weeks,&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;I'M SO FRIGGIN' SPOILT.&lt;br /&gt;but alrights,&lt;b&gt; i love my dad like mouse love cheese&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;although its not my darling W980I,&lt;br /&gt;it's a new phone that just came out too,&lt;br /&gt;W890I:D&lt;br /&gt;the brown one with chiochio lines.&lt;br /&gt;its those that like,first time you see still ok ok only,&lt;br /&gt;but the more you see,the more you feel yourself falling in love with it:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i pity myself,for my reliance on phone.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND OUR MARVELLOUS TENNIS PLAYER,LI JIA WEI IS &lt;U&gt;RETIRING&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the hell?&lt;br /&gt;she could be said as the BEST PLAYER SINGAPORE CAN ACTUALLY NURTURE.&lt;br /&gt;isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;afterall,she had done our country proud,&lt;br /&gt;and i am proud of her.&lt;br /&gt;very much{:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;DON'T CRY&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and youjin just told me toodles is another word for bye.&lt;br /&gt;so uhhhh,TOODLES:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since everyone is talking about &lt;U&gt;THAT PARIAH&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall join the fun too:D&lt;br /&gt;hey people,lets restrain from &lt;b&gt;burger king&lt;/b&gt; from today onwards(:&lt;br /&gt;nah i am not in the picture,&lt;br /&gt;but i see his face i not happy already.&lt;br /&gt;so i shall bitch about him too:D&lt;br /&gt;womgggg,i am such a asshole xD&lt;br /&gt;wah i damn disgusted when i recall about the starting-of-the-year-incident.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;but lucky he change target to someone else already{:&lt;br /&gt;he think he what.&lt;br /&gt;WHO THE HELL WILL LIKE HIM BACK.&lt;br /&gt;nerd,attitude,ugly,curly hair,qianbian,zikua.&lt;br /&gt;every girl who he goes to will definitely say 'GET AWAY'&lt;br /&gt;that girl already got boyfriend already leh.&lt;br /&gt;then that friggin bastard went to tell that girl's friend to break her and her boyfriend up to let him to stand a chance.&lt;br /&gt;ONLY BASTARDS DO THINGS LIKE THIS. &lt;br /&gt;right right right?&lt;br /&gt;he does stupid stuffs like,&lt;br /&gt;1.he use metal chain to hit weiqi's head.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;when asked by cailaoshi,he says he was just &lt;i&gt;playing&lt;/i&gt; with weiqi.&lt;br /&gt;playing? please ask if weiqi want to play with you first!&lt;br /&gt;2.he flipped shermay's table around and swept all the things on her table on the floor 3 TIMES.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;when asked,he says its &lt;u&gt;accidental&lt;/u&gt;. WOAH.&lt;br /&gt;3.he pointed middle finger at huizhen.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;then he deny it and give that ever so innocent face. when JUNHAO AND SHERMAY AND JACINTH ALL SAW. &lt;br /&gt;4.he always sing during exam,&lt;br /&gt;and his &lt;s&gt;marvellous&lt;/s&gt; singing freaks us out.&lt;br /&gt;5.he said that this person from 2L is his good friend and that he has good friend who have gang in tampines and ask shenghui they all to be careful and not offend him if not he will kena beaten. but in the end shenghui went to ask that person who is HIS FRIEND,and guess what. his friend was like 'who is benkok? that curly hair one ar' &lt;br /&gt;and so isn't it obvious that he's making things up?&lt;br /&gt;6.he poured the acc's ink over shermay's cookie monster.&lt;br /&gt;okay,and lots more.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;more interesting fact about him&lt;br /&gt;+HIS ELECTRICAL BILL IS ONLY 40 DOLLAR.&lt;br /&gt;+HE SAYS HIS MOTHER IS A LAWYER.&lt;br /&gt;haha,and he thinks he is friggin' smart.&lt;br /&gt;IF HE IS SMART,HE PROBABLY WON'T GET INTO 2K.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;i am indirectly insulting myself too:D&lt;br /&gt;evrything complain to mother,&lt;br /&gt;no ball luhs.&lt;br /&gt;why not call his mama help him implant ball?&lt;br /&gt;eee sound so sick. xD&lt;br /&gt;oh&amp;after he says he want class tee,&lt;br /&gt;he never bring money,&lt;br /&gt;and then the people in charge,decided to impose some one day never bring pay one dollar rule and he go complain all the way to miss cheong.&lt;br /&gt;and cause mum and ex-mum to get into trouble.&lt;br /&gt;what kind of person is he man.&lt;br /&gt;and somemore he never even pay the fine.&lt;br /&gt;kaopei luhs.&lt;br /&gt;and thanks to this someone,OUR CLASS IS FRIGGIN BONDED,WITH ONLY,34 PEOPLE ALTOGETHER(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-5830295313226005085?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/5830295313226005085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=5830295313226005085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/5830295313226005085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/5830295313226005085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/08/heythe-house-is-absolutely-empty-now.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-179096463935711877</id><published>2008-08-24T13:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T18:59:43.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/only%20you/AnDrEhiiiTa/amooor.jpg?o=5" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i537.photobucket.com/albums/ff336/AnDrEhiiiTa/amooor.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;that question is dumb enough. you should have known i only have eyes for you,even if mr singapore tells me he likes me{:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey earthlings:D&lt;br /&gt;i'm bored. finished twilight,went on to read a book from long ago,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;chicken soup for the teenage's soul.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sound familiar? i think i read that when i was p5 or something?&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe i'm starting to read again.&lt;br /&gt;hey,i'm SERIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;lol(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh,i randomly realised something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;i'm sooooo afraid of cold.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i feel cold kinda frequently.&lt;br /&gt;i was on my dad's car on my way to tuition,and then he turned on the aircon,like always.&lt;br /&gt;then today i never bring my jacket,and then he was like,&lt;br /&gt;'ehh today you never bring any jacket ahhh?'&lt;br /&gt;then i was like,'OH YEAH HORH. aiyah nevermind la'&lt;br /&gt;-after 5 minutes or so-&lt;br /&gt;'wahh pa very cold leh D:'&lt;br /&gt;'SEE,told you you should bring your jacket. +giggles+ you really can't live without jacket.'&lt;br /&gt;then i laughed at myself! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;recently,it has been raining alot.&lt;br /&gt;rahhhh i don't like D:&lt;br /&gt;it makes me think alot,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;rebecca don't wanna think of anything else already!&lt;br /&gt;i am telling myself,to be contented with what things is right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CHECKYESJULIET&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay and SA1 is officially coming, veryvery soon.&lt;br /&gt;in err one month time?&lt;br /&gt;gahhh get me the mood to study!&lt;br /&gt;PUL-LEASEEEEE!{:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohkaye,i dunno what to post about already.&lt;br /&gt;dang~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*edited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DID THIS BLOGSKIN &lt;U&gt;MYSELF&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edited alot lehhh :D&lt;br /&gt;praise me xD&lt;br /&gt;i am soooo happy! &lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-179096463935711877?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/179096463935711877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=179096463935711877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/179096463935711877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/179096463935711877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post_23.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-1799065518927968991</id><published>2008-08-23T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T20:23:08.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its not that we talked alot,but we talked enough to make me smile{:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-1799065518927968991?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/1799065518927968991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=1799065518927968991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/1799065518927968991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/1799065518927968991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-not-that-we-talked-alotbut-we.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-6671201707548301285</id><published>2008-08-23T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T17:51:51.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh darn! my chinese oral exam sucked hardcore.&lt;br /&gt;because, i friggin' tio &lt;u&gt;CAI SU JUN&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was walking towards peng zhi very slowly,&lt;br /&gt;and then the two chairs were filled up with &lt;i&gt;RUNNING&lt;/i&gt; humans.&lt;br /&gt;and then i moved to caijunjun.&lt;br /&gt;before i can reach there,there's this sc that goes 'err,please go to cai lao shi side'&lt;br /&gt;i want to bash that sc up xD&lt;br /&gt;wth. cai su jun leh D:&lt;br /&gt;okay and at first there's still racheal to die with me,&lt;br /&gt;but after some time,cox' caisujun side too slow or sth,&lt;br /&gt;racheal kena moved to jiang bei.&lt;br /&gt;then i guessed i'm the only one in 2K that is that unlucky.&lt;br /&gt;imagine yourself in my shoes -.-&lt;br /&gt;then i read the first passage cai su jun say very good:D&lt;br /&gt;then she say 'ehh ni de hua wen bu cuo leh' xD&lt;br /&gt;but till then,i knew the real doom is coming only, NOW.&lt;br /&gt;conversation has always been my dead point.&lt;br /&gt;and afterall i didn't even study any piece of shit i tell you!&lt;br /&gt;then everyone do yi gong that topic,cai su jun give recycling.&lt;br /&gt;like what the hell am i supposed to say.&lt;br /&gt;I STONED YOU KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;then i err,err,err.&lt;br /&gt;then crap out this piece of shit that wasn't even qualified for shit.&lt;br /&gt;i damn laokui for myself luhs!&lt;br /&gt;but she also got problem one,other teacher will ask question to prompt right.&lt;br /&gt;she just ask,you she me dong xi bu chong mah(anything to add?)&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't even help.&lt;br /&gt;then i tried to think of sth to say,&lt;br /&gt;but really,my mind is blank.&lt;br /&gt;then i say err,mei you le.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so bloody screwed cans! :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and plus,i returned haonan his phone.&lt;br /&gt;so currently,i am deprived of communication again.&lt;br /&gt;but aiyah! no point having a phone now.&lt;br /&gt;i also very moodless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i very high until,cca zhao ji(assembly).&lt;br /&gt;idk why,i am not supposed to feel like that.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps its the big rain outside that drained my energy,&lt;br /&gt;and mood.&lt;br /&gt;every rainy day is an emo day D:&lt;br /&gt;haha,and then when i gave haonan the phone,i become godamn emo, because of nothing.&lt;br /&gt;and then jinglei and youjin keep asking if i am alright.&lt;br /&gt;thanks act chio kia and beembohhh kia xD&lt;br /&gt;emo paixi is so much behind all the other groups :/&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... kayyye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i started on twilight!&lt;br /&gt;thanks yeeling;DD&lt;br /&gt;woahhh i tell you guys,its the best love story ever,really really. i mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;but i bet lots had already read that book.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had always liked love story.&lt;br /&gt;and it has been so long since i last read book.&lt;br /&gt;i think,in two years?&lt;br /&gt;ever since i got into ahs LOL.&lt;br /&gt;and i finished it in two days{:&lt;br /&gt;weishan bought new moon and twilight,&lt;br /&gt;and then she recommended some other nicenice love story to me,knowing i like love story.&lt;br /&gt;she said little black dress and the other two book by marc culton is nice.&lt;br /&gt;all of a sudden,so many book i want to read!&lt;br /&gt;but first,i am gonna finish twilight and move on to new moon,then eclipse,then breaking dawn.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what's the ending rahhh.&lt;br /&gt;its just this interesting.&lt;br /&gt;i wake up in the middle of the night to read,&lt;br /&gt;because throughout the night i am thinking about bella and edward(the two characters in twilight)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/twilight/alleneames/twilight.jpg?o=12" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i370.photobucket.com/albums/oo149/alleneames/twilight.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&amp;amp;the lion fell in love with the lamb&lt;br /&gt;"you're my brand of heroine"-edward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/new%20moon/topengbesi/m_2298b48140e28ff99df1ab041bed950f.jpg?o=20" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i271.photobucket.com/albums/jj159/topengbesi/m_2298b48140e28ff99df1ab041bed950f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&amp;amp;when i told you i didn't want you,&lt;br /&gt;it was the very darkest form of &lt;b&gt;blackheart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/eclipse/hanlovesthee/Eclipse.jpg?o=6" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj6/hanlovesthee/Eclipse.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;i'll be back as soon as you won't have time to miss me,&lt;br /&gt;look after my heart-i have left it with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/breaking%20dawn/tjluv816/twilight3.jpg?o=7" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f67/tjluv816/twilight3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-the dawn has broken over the horizen.&lt;br /&gt;he waits for me.&lt;br /&gt;happiness feeds me.&lt;br /&gt;for he will always be my light,&lt;br /&gt;my breaking dawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;amp;i am so excited about the movie coming out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/twilight%20movie/kakashi_smile/twilight/2256169402_f7da75ae26.jpg?o=99" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/kakashi_smile/twilight/2256169402_f7da75ae26.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12th december 2008!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;it will be the GREATEST HIT I THINK.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;but i expected edward to be some fuckin' gorgeous guy D:&lt;br /&gt;and bella to be an absolute pretty lady.&lt;br /&gt;okay not that bad, but not &lt;i&gt;from my imagination&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm officially,addicted to all this books xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"so i closed my eyes,and tell myself somehow,i'll survive"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i can,can i?&lt;br /&gt;rebecca,trust! yes TRUST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there is always this once or twice when i hope you would come to me and say,&lt;br /&gt;'i hope you would come along with us'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/aLUcFuYr3e/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/aLUcFuYr3e/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/xxxshinahxxx/music/lf26fxPm/marie_digby_say_it_again/"&gt;Say It Again - Marie Digby&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;          The thing about love is I never saw it comin'&lt;br /&gt;You kinda crept up and took me by surprise&lt;br /&gt;And now there's a voice inside my heart that's got me wonderin'&lt;br /&gt;Is this true, I wanna hear it one more time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Move in a little closer&lt;br /&gt;(just a little closer)&lt;br /&gt;Take it to a whisper&lt;br /&gt;(woah)&lt;br /&gt;Get just a little louder&lt;br /&gt;(yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say it again for me&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I love the way it feels when you are&lt;br /&gt;Tellin me that I'm&lt;br /&gt;The only one who blows your mind&lt;br /&gt;Say it again for me&lt;br /&gt;It's like the whole world stops to listen&lt;br /&gt;When you tell me you're in love&lt;br /&gt;Say It Again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing about you (about you)&lt;br /&gt;Is you know just how to get me&lt;br /&gt;You talk about us like there's no end in sight&lt;br /&gt;The thing about me is that I really wanna let you (wanna let you)&lt;br /&gt;Open that door (open that door)&lt;br /&gt;And walk into my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Move in a little closer&lt;br /&gt;(just a little closer)&lt;br /&gt;Take it to a whisper&lt;br /&gt;(woah)&lt;br /&gt;Just a little louder&lt;br /&gt;(yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say it again for me&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I love the way it feels&lt;br /&gt;When you are&lt;br /&gt;Tellin' me that i'm&lt;br /&gt;The only one who blows your mind&lt;br /&gt;Say it again for me&lt;br /&gt;It's like the whole world stops to listen&lt;br /&gt;When you tell me you're in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it feels like&lt;br /&gt;It's the first time&lt;br /&gt;That anybody's ever brought the sun without the rain&lt;br /&gt;And never&lt;br /&gt;In my whole life&lt;br /&gt;Have I heard words as beautiful as when you say my name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say It again for me&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I love the way it feels&lt;br /&gt;When you are tellin' me that I'm&lt;br /&gt;The only one who blows your mind&lt;br /&gt;Say It again for me&lt;br /&gt;It's like the whole world stops to listen&lt;br /&gt;When you tell me you're in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say it again&lt;br /&gt;Say it again&lt;br /&gt;Say it again&lt;br /&gt;(oh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say it again&lt;br /&gt;Say it again&lt;br /&gt;Say it again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say it again&lt;br /&gt;Say it again&lt;br /&gt;Say it again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you tell me you're in love&lt;br /&gt;Say it again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooo (oh)&lt;br /&gt;oooo, oh&lt;br /&gt;oooo &lt;img src="http://www.metrolyrics.com/images/l/2147468476.jpg" height="1" width="1" /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&amp;amp;there's this saying that goes,&lt;br /&gt;'love is about giving someone the chance to break your heart,but trusting them not to'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;oh&amp;amp;most of the results are back.&lt;br /&gt;not too bad,i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese:88/100{:&lt;br /&gt;geography:61/100 D:&lt;br /&gt;science:64 :O&lt;br /&gt;english:62 D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maths 100% sure fail one,&lt;br /&gt;considering that i got 0 for one of the test.&lt;br /&gt;haha, graph lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my art got 82! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taadaadaa, at least i improved by quite a good amount.&lt;br /&gt;that's so look-on-the-bright-side-ish.&lt;br /&gt;ahahs xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;here's the reply of tags(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;sb&lt;/b&gt;: tsk neva dedicate a post for my bdae.. haha jkjk =p&lt;br /&gt;haha sorry mah,cox i hardly even dedicate post to anyone xD okay but shall put it bigbig. &lt;b&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHANGBO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;shermay&lt;/b&gt;: i love your phone bill man. damn pro.&lt;br /&gt;lol shermay ah,is it supposed to be a COMPLIMENT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;stella&lt;/b&gt;: I AM YOUR SECRET STALKER. i dont understand why i fail chinese and you can be damn good at it. 0_0&lt;br /&gt;I AM SHOCKED. no one is gonna believe you are my REAL BLOOD SISTER. hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;samuel&lt;/b&gt;: your phone bill is 4 times mine! omg!&lt;br /&gt;lol i take that as a compliment xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh kk,till then!&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna take my dinner soon.&lt;br /&gt;its pretty early, 17.59.&lt;br /&gt;hahahs nvm its good to go for early dinner once in a while:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-6671201707548301285?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/6671201707548301285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=6671201707548301285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/6671201707548301285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/6671201707548301285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/08/oh-darn-my-chinese-oral-exam-sucked.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/kakashi_smile/twilight/th_2256169402_f7da75ae26.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570814903954821743.post-516222686027653212</id><published>2008-08-21T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T20:34:35.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i want to read twilight! :D&lt;br /&gt;alright i know i am super bloody lag cox' many others had already finished series 4.&lt;br /&gt;gahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;anyway dearest yeeling is gonna lend it to me{:&lt;br /&gt;muacks xD&lt;br /&gt;love you junior!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh&amp;amp;anyway i decided i should start to reply tags.&lt;br /&gt;its getting,too much[:&lt;br /&gt;ahahahs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.phrexian.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;samuel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: HPBD! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;thanks sammy! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;GUIHUI!&lt;/b&gt;: hello~ HAPPY BIRTHDAY! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;thanks uhu glue! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.phrexian.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;samuel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;: gee, relax D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;neh i am okay now,thanks anyway xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;ZIXING;D&lt;/b&gt;: heyheyyyyy happy birthday;DD hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;meow meow! thanks zixing {:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;#Brandonn&lt;/b&gt;: heyyy. happy birthday XD and cheerup okay... (: things wont be as bad as they seem. g'luck and jiayou. you noe what i mean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;yeah thanks brandon korkor! &amp;amp;you still owe me my doggy D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;huizhen&lt;/b&gt;: HAPPY BIRTHDAY! muz rmb to smile!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;LOOK! :D-&gt; i'm smiling(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;h&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;uizhen&lt;/b&gt;: cheerup yeaXD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;yeppps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;aaron&lt;/b&gt;: eeew. brandon scndalous.:D hehe jkjk :d&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;aaron sim,everyone is scandalous to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="xpalettetable" style="width: 130px;" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid rgb(255, 255, 255);" unselectable="on" onmouseover="PaletteOver(this)" onmouseout="PaletteOut(this)" onclick="PaletteClick('#33ff33')" bgcolor="#33ff33"&gt;&lt;img height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;Huixian(:&lt;/b&gt;: HappyB'day xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;thanks huixian!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;Huixian(:&lt;/b&gt;: EEyer, I hate Brandon xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;he my korkor leh, cannot like that! tsktsk. hahah but yes HE SUCK XD oops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;mj&lt;/b&gt;: BECCAAAAAAAAA AHHHHH~~~~~ HAPPY BDAY HAPPY BDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;THANKS MANJINGGGGGG(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;mj&lt;/b&gt;: i wish u to be HAPPY HAPPY FOREVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;ME TOO. long time never see you+talk to you leh D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;mj&lt;/b&gt;: must smile =) AND FIND ME WHENEVER U CAN OKAYS ^^?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;you always busy de mahhhs Dx but yeah kay me too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.phrexian.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;samuel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;: practice makes perfect for math. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;YES SIR! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;blah&lt;/b&gt;: hello[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;hi blah xD nice name you have gotten hahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;sb&lt;/b&gt;: lols.. its so easy i look at it i know what it means lerh haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;fine la i stupid. YOU GOT PROBLEM IS IT? lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;shermay&lt;/b&gt;: very confusing story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;lol not very luhs {:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="xpalettetable" style="width: 130px;" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid rgb(187, 187, 187);" unselectable="on" onmouseover="PaletteOver(this)" onmouseout="PaletteOut(this)" onclick="PaletteClick('#33ff33')" bgcolor="#33ff33"&gt;&lt;img height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;CHELSEA[:&lt;/b&gt;: LALALALALA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;shalalala~~~ xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;CHELSEA[:&lt;/b&gt;: rebecca,dimple cn put ting de hor? riterite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;YEAH LA YEAH LA. crazy woman xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;jt&lt;/b&gt;: WAH tot i saw a PINK* BLACK zebra or waddd :X LOLOL! ur blogskin is confusing mee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;my blogskin is chio one la! XD hahaha bad taste la junting tsk haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;samuel&lt;/b&gt;: why they prank?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;nevermind. long story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;i got back my phone bill today!&lt;br /&gt;woah although my phone kena confiscated,&lt;br /&gt;but i still got a quite disastrous bill.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;womggg, i'm so damn shocked kay.&lt;br /&gt;but alright,my parents didn't really talk much about it.&lt;br /&gt;96.80[:&lt;br /&gt;exact number copy paste to this post.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;you might be wondering who the hell am i messaging.&lt;br /&gt;but actually,no one specifically.&lt;br /&gt;i remember,long ago,my whole inbox will be filled with only,one person name.&lt;br /&gt;than i will dao other people message or delete other people message to not destroy the inbox only got one person sequence xD&lt;br /&gt;yeah. that's so bloody long ago. haha&lt;br /&gt;i smsed alot. but to no one specifically.&lt;br /&gt;just who sms me i reply lor,then i bored just messaged some random people lorhs.&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i miss those days.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today chen lao shi come talk to me,&lt;br /&gt;tell me if i study hard enough,i can be chinese genious.&lt;br /&gt;lols,i laugh. seriously,i laughed for a very long time.&lt;br /&gt;how can a person who only got 39/50 for chinese test be a &lt;u&gt;chinese genious&lt;/u&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;dream on manzxzx.(i talking about myself)&lt;br /&gt;he still tell me what if i polish my chinese skill,i can apply for LEP,some special chinese edusave stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;sound super ironic {:&lt;br /&gt;okay la,actually i quite satisfied with my chinese grade already,considering the fact that i didn't study for chinese at all.&lt;br /&gt;and then for spa i got 5/6.&lt;br /&gt;i hate practicals! though i know its the easiest to score de part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;i want that angmoh teacher to teach me luhs!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard that he's teaching sec 4?&lt;br /&gt;SO DAMN LUCKY KAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;today i saw you,you saw me.&lt;br /&gt;i smiled,you smiled.&lt;br /&gt;yes,that's enough. &lt;u&gt;for now.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-516222686027653212?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/516222686027653212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570814903954821743.post-8419708454002390675</id><published>2008-08-20T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T19:32:14.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;sorry,all misunderstandings Dx&lt;br /&gt;my bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/i%20need%20you/Babigirl944/thtracks.jpg?o=125" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb103/Babigirl944/thtracks.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;never give up on the things which makes you smile:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/jIMD5gwzcH/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/jIMD5gwzcH/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/Qz8BfV/music/7H_66HFN/backstreet_boys_drowning/"&gt;Drowning - Backstreet Boys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i don't care about what others say about you. you're the spotlight of my life.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-8419708454002390675?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/8419708454002390675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=8419708454002390675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/holding%20on/pineapple_mariah/holdinghands.jpg?o=51" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k135/pineapple_mariah/holdinghands.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;If we hold on tgt, maybe,you can bring me to &lt;b&gt;our&lt;/b&gt; somewhere over the rainbow:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"if we hold on together" is a really long ago song,&lt;br /&gt;a song that is taught during morning assembly when i was in rvps.&lt;br /&gt;how memorable, the time when the smallsmall lil' kids sing loudly+innocently.&lt;br /&gt;serious, i swear i did participate in the singing!&lt;br /&gt;click &lt;u&gt;below&lt;/u&gt; to hear the song(:&lt;br /&gt;it really really brings back lotsa memory,ouh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/Hmf1S0reGz/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/Hmf1S0reGz/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/FEU5GH/music/5OyIgXvp/jordin_sparks_if_we_hold_on_together/"&gt;If We Hold On Together - Jordin Sparks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;imagine rebecca back in the striking blue uniform of rvps;D&lt;br /&gt;oh yeahhh, i'm going back to school on teacher's day!&lt;br /&gt;hopefully no security guard guailaning us hurhs:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHELSEA SUCKS &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;not the football club xD,but the wabikong girlfriend of mine!,&lt;br /&gt;that &lt;u&gt;chelsea chin wan wen&lt;/u&gt; who has irritating dimples on her face&lt;s&gt;(which i am jealous of)&lt;/s&gt; which always pissed me off D:&lt;br /&gt;AHAH! xD&lt;br /&gt;yes and she keeps commenting on my "beegbeeg eye"&lt;br /&gt;oh puh-lease,my eyes aren't &lt;b&gt;that&lt;/b&gt; big.&lt;br /&gt;so,yes,chinchin,shut up xp&lt;br /&gt;still love you larhs{:&lt;br /&gt;and how was the ride home?&lt;br /&gt;did my junior take good care of you?&lt;br /&gt;neh,joking. am i? yes kay i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brain isn't on the right track today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and like what i say yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;i had mathematics test today.&lt;br /&gt;and we had some last minute revision taught by dear carolyn chan first recess.&lt;br /&gt;kay we only took 10min to digest everything:D&lt;br /&gt;but i soso bet i will fail,again.&lt;br /&gt;though the paper is godamn easy.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;i mean it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D:,and i had gotten back my global warming test today.&lt;br /&gt;i studied so hard,yet, not A,not B,but a friggin' C!&lt;br /&gt;kay wait,is 15/25 a B or C?&lt;br /&gt;kay whatever,about the same luhs.&lt;br /&gt;just,not up to my expectation.&lt;br /&gt;i want something muchmuch more than this.&lt;br /&gt;but lots of people failed,yeah.&lt;br /&gt;so i shall just take it as its tough.&lt;br /&gt;self-denial. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i learnt something,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When it comes to the matter of trust.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;People bite back and fracture what's intact.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;not refering to anyone,or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and being bored,i went nethopping,&lt;br /&gt;and i came across this sad-but-sweet story.&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Secondary One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sat there in English class,&lt;br /&gt;I stared at the boy next to me.&lt;br /&gt;He was my so called 'best friend'.&lt;br /&gt;I stared at his face, and wished he was mine.&lt;br /&gt;But he didn't notice me like that,&lt;br /&gt;And I knew it.&lt;br /&gt;After class,&lt;br /&gt;He walked up to me and asked me for the notes he had missed the day before.&lt;br /&gt;I handed them to him.&lt;br /&gt;He said, "Thanks!"&lt;br /&gt;And gave me a kiss on the cheek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I want to tell him,&lt;br /&gt;I want him to know,&lt;br /&gt;That I don't want to be just friends,&lt;br /&gt;I love him but I'm just too shy,&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Secondary Two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The phone rang.&lt;br /&gt;On the other end,&lt;br /&gt;It was him.&lt;br /&gt;He was in grief,&lt;br /&gt;mumbling on and on about how&lt;br /&gt;his love had broke his heart.&lt;br /&gt;He asked if he could come over,&lt;br /&gt;because he didn't want to be alone.&lt;br /&gt;So I agreed.&lt;br /&gt;As I sat next to him on the sofa,&lt;br /&gt;I stared at his soft eyes,&lt;br /&gt;wishing he was mine.&lt;br /&gt;After two hours,&lt;br /&gt;One Drew Barrymore movie,&lt;br /&gt;And three bags of chips,&lt;br /&gt;He decided to go home.&lt;br /&gt;He looked at me,&lt;br /&gt;Said, "Thanks!",&lt;br /&gt;And gave me a kiss on the cheek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I want to tell him,&lt;br /&gt;I want him to know,&lt;br /&gt;That I don't want to be just friends,&lt;br /&gt;I love him but I'm just too shy,&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Secondary Three&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;One fine day he walked to my locker.&lt;br /&gt;"My date is sick," he said,&lt;br /&gt;"She's not going to go."&lt;br /&gt;Well, I didn't have a date,&lt;br /&gt;And in secondary one,&lt;br /&gt;We made a promise that if neither of us had dates,&lt;br /&gt;We would go together just as 'best friends'.&lt;br /&gt;So we did.&lt;br /&gt;That night,&lt;br /&gt;After everything was over,&lt;br /&gt;I was standing at my front door step.&lt;br /&gt;I stared at him&lt;br /&gt;As he smiled at me with crystal eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Then he said, "I had the best time, thanks!"&lt;br /&gt;And gave me a kiss on the cheek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I want to tell him,&lt;br /&gt;I want him to know,&lt;br /&gt;That I don't want to be just friends,&lt;br /&gt;I love him but I'm just too shy,&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Graduation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A day passed,&lt;br /&gt;Then a week,&lt;br /&gt;Then a month.&lt;br /&gt;Before I could blink,&lt;br /&gt;It was graduation day.&lt;br /&gt;I watched as his perfect body,&lt;br /&gt;Floating like an angel.&lt;br /&gt;Up on stage to receive his diploma.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted him to be mine,&lt;br /&gt;But he didn't notice me like that,&lt;br /&gt;And I knew it.&lt;br /&gt;Before everyone went home,&lt;br /&gt;He came to me with his suit and tie,&lt;br /&gt;And smiled as I hugged him.&lt;br /&gt;Then he lifted my head from his shoulder,&lt;br /&gt;And said, "You're my best friend, thanks!"&lt;br /&gt;And gave me a kiss on the cheek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I want to tell him,&lt;br /&gt;I want him to know,&lt;br /&gt;That I don't want to be just friends,&lt;br /&gt;I love him but I'm just too shy,&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Marriage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I sit in the pews of the church.&lt;br /&gt;That guy is getting married now,&lt;br /&gt;And drive off to his new life,&lt;br /&gt;Married to another woman.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted him to be mine,&lt;br /&gt;But he didn't see me like that,&lt;br /&gt;And I knew it.&lt;br /&gt;But before he drove away,&lt;br /&gt;He came to me and said, "You came!"&lt;br /&gt;He said, "Thanks!"&lt;br /&gt;And kissed me on the cheek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I want to tell him,&lt;br /&gt;I want him to know,&lt;br /&gt;That I don't want to be just friends,&lt;br /&gt;I love him but I'm just too shy,&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years passed.&lt;br /&gt;I looked down at the coffin of the boy who used to be my 'best friend'.&lt;br /&gt;At the service they read a diary entry,&lt;br /&gt;He has wrote in his high school years.&lt;br /&gt;This is what it read:&lt;br /&gt;"I stared at her wishing she was mine,&lt;br /&gt;But she doesn't notice me like that,&lt;br /&gt;And I know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I want to tell her,&lt;br /&gt;I want her to know that,&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be just friends,&lt;br /&gt;I love her but I'm just too shy,&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;I wish she would tell me she loves me."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;why do people,only know how to cherish,when they're gone?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-3514566436844104640?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/3514566436844104640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=3514566436844104640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/3514566436844104640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/3514566436844104640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/08/we-hold-on-tgt-maybeyou-can-bring-me-to.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-4794102906622438339</id><published>2008-08-18T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T19:14:20.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/one%20step%20at%20a%20time/chinktumms/zertwt.jpg?o=73" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i284.photobucket.com/albums/ll4/chinktumms/zertwt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;throughout life,you're gonna be lied to,you're gonna be used,&amp;amp;you are most likely to be left out,&lt;br /&gt;but you just had to be the bigger person about it and take it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;one step at a time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"i get the point that i should &lt;i&gt;leave you alone&lt;/i&gt;,but we both know i am not &lt;b&gt;that&lt;/b&gt; strong"&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;i happened to saw this very meaningful quote from serene's blog.&lt;br /&gt;frankly serene,your quotes are not bad.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/E0Aw9SeoTK"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/E0Aw9SeoTK" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/WnOHQjg/music/TQ-TV9Aq/jordin_sparks_one_step_at_a_time_remix_feat_beyond_belie/"&gt;One Step At A Time (Remix) (feat. Beyond Belief) - Jordin Sparks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay and don't ask me why is all my words underlined.&lt;br /&gt;blogger cocked up again,rawrrr.&lt;br /&gt;i don't like this alining too,kacha what shall i do.&lt;br /&gt;kay nothing :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just,make do with it for now yoh[:&lt;br /&gt;i will be having my tuition at tampinese later on,&lt;br /&gt;so sian still need travel all the way there.&lt;br /&gt;and it ends at 9.30.&lt;br /&gt;perfect timing for lil' kids to be abducted xD&lt;br /&gt;no la i tell you huh those kipnappers who choose this time is plainly,stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayyye and i want to go on a diet!&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how long will this last lol.&lt;br /&gt;i am one who gives up easily.&lt;br /&gt;but i really hope i could lose like,3kg?&lt;br /&gt;i'm friggin' fat luhs walau(:&lt;br /&gt;and haha i tell you arh,cuidan made my day by telling me 'eh rebecca,you very chio leh' when i see her in the canteen.&lt;br /&gt;okay YES MAYBE ITS SHE PAJIAO OR SOMETHING.&lt;br /&gt;but i feel,wah shuang:D&lt;br /&gt;and anyway,in commemoration of my diet plan,i never take lift up my block today!&lt;br /&gt;i took the stairs, and if you didn't know,i stay on the 14th floor.&lt;br /&gt;not bad for a change,maybe i could get my stamina back,uhhuh[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh &amp;amp; i hadn't study for my cumulative frequency test tmr.&lt;br /&gt;and i don't plan to.&lt;br /&gt;ahahs just not in the mood.&lt;br /&gt;and i don't want to go to school tmr D:&lt;br /&gt;okay luhs rebecca shall stop ponning school and be a goodgood girl.&lt;br /&gt;and i still owe miss farah a parent's letter.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;hope it just,dang! get off her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway table tennis olympics was :/&lt;br /&gt;i wanted the singapore team to win,&lt;br /&gt;but perhaps i am expecting too much.&lt;br /&gt;that ugly squirrel looking china player was top in the world,&lt;br /&gt;who are fengtianwei and lijiawei to vie for the cup?&lt;br /&gt;but i am pretty glad and proud of them(:&lt;br /&gt;afterall they had gotten a silver medal for singapore.&lt;br /&gt;team singapore,good game!;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and corrective work order is amazing(:&lt;br /&gt;i go around bringing a beegbeeg rubbish bag and i sense lots of O.Oing eyes.&lt;br /&gt;but hah,i enjoy myself thoroughly.&lt;br /&gt;banging into people's class randomly is funny,&lt;br /&gt;4K's girl is friendly,still ask me and chelsea how come so poor thing must clear the bins(:&lt;br /&gt;4C's guys said thanks for clearing the bins for them.&lt;br /&gt;upper secondary people are so much un-dao than lower sec kay!&lt;br /&gt;haha,and getting garbage bags from the uncles in our schools needs skills okay.&lt;br /&gt;like the UNCLES ALWAYS SLACK OUTSIDE DNT ROOM THERE ONE.&lt;br /&gt;then the AUNTIES ALWAYS SLACK AT THE STAIRS BEHIND DNT ROOM.&lt;br /&gt;not bad ehhh?&lt;br /&gt;river deity tell us one:D&lt;br /&gt;and we uhhh,take like 10 min to finish 5 levels.&lt;br /&gt;anglican high should consider to buy us over as cleaners with high price xD&lt;br /&gt;wahhh kay i am super crap.&lt;br /&gt;what's wrong with me x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then after that we go back to 2k to, play mahjong xO&lt;br /&gt;HAHA I AM ALWAYS NOT WINNING.&lt;br /&gt;told you i don't have luck in gambling at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first i supposed to meet my friend to study tgt one.&lt;br /&gt;but,got tuition so decided come home earlier.&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-4794102906622438339?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/4794102906622438339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=4794102906622438339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/4794102906622438339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/4794102906622438339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/08/lifeyoure-gonna-be-lied-toyoure-gonna.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-8010386466320147908</id><published>2008-08-17T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T17:11:16.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/all%20alone/carsenxlove/alone.jpg?o=49" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n317/carsenxlove/alone.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;hey,i don't get &lt;b&gt;your&lt;/b&gt; point.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;westlife-miss you&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/tx4ScZD2YF"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/tx4ScZD2YF" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/pazongyang/music/w__cBUtT/west_life_miss_you/"&gt;Miss You - West Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;yes,currently,there is a &lt;u&gt;beeg problem.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guy A has always been girl's friend,&lt;br /&gt;those she bored she sms him,he bored he sms her kind of friends.&lt;br /&gt;guy A was girl's girl friend's stead.&lt;br /&gt;and they were together for a very very long time.&lt;br /&gt;then one day girl's girlfriend told girl that the two of them broke up.&lt;br /&gt;girl was extremely shocked.&lt;br /&gt;and so guy A keeps smsing girl after they broke up.&lt;br /&gt;girl thought it was because guyA needs someone to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;afterall,he might not have gotten over girl's girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;and all of a sudden,guyA told girl that he like her.&lt;br /&gt;girl do not know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;she is sure she doesn't like guyA,&lt;br /&gt;and yeah,she likes guy B already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but guy B don't seem to care much about her.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;she knows its understandable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;but the main problem is that this girlfriend of girl doesn't know that guyA like her,&lt;br /&gt;and girlfriend still like guyA alot,supposedly.&lt;br /&gt;girl is still pondering if she should tell girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;should she?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girl thought that she should tell girlfriend cox' they are friends and they should not hide anything from each other.&lt;br /&gt;at the same time,she thought telling the truth would be very cruel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay right don't keep asking me if i am talking about myself.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'm not. so, yaaadaadaaa just, shut-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today i woke up quite early,cox' i had tuition on at 10.30.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; therefore i woke up as early as 7.30,&lt;br /&gt;and then my daddy went to rivervale plaza to buy breakfast while i turned on the television and watch the olympics.&lt;br /&gt;who says olympics is boring?&lt;br /&gt;its freakin' nice alrights:D&lt;br /&gt;woah then there was the long distance running.&lt;br /&gt;and the older woman who has two child already won,by alot you know!&lt;br /&gt;i was so shocked ;O&lt;br /&gt;she is leading throughout 3 quarter of the race,amazing heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so looking forward to the table tennis competition at 7.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;i hope singapore do win,though its kind of bleak.&lt;br /&gt;anw,just,gambateh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so bored.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so bored bored bored.&lt;br /&gt;i'm bored here bored there bored evrywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;i wondered...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many things going on yet so lil' time.&lt;br /&gt;so many questions yet so lil' answers.&lt;br /&gt;so many problems yet so lil' solution.&lt;br /&gt;so many thoughts yet... nothing.&lt;br /&gt;gahhh,i hate this feeling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-8010386466320147908?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/8010386466320147908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=8010386466320147908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/8010386466320147908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/8010386466320147908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/08/heyi-dont-get-your-point.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-8398357381143373013</id><published>2008-08-16T16:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T16:40:39.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>David cook sings so well{:&lt;br /&gt;i like this song- always be my baby,which was sung on american idol.&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;;time can't erase a feeling this strong.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;this song is great.&lt;br /&gt;it feels like you're in love again after being heart broken.&lt;br /&gt;but of course i'm not in love...&lt;br /&gt;yet?&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER LUHS.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway today's meeting only me and sheena turned up.&lt;br /&gt;eugeny has to go send someone off from airport&amp;amp;youjin is sick.&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;but i had a great time with her.&lt;br /&gt;talking about everything:D&lt;br /&gt;it has been bloody long since we talked this much to each other.&lt;br /&gt;she's my jiejie you know!&lt;br /&gt;shall go home more often with her since she's in EMO with me(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taadaaa and haonan come extra only xD&lt;br /&gt;neh joking la then after moju people finish their lesson we still in school.&lt;br /&gt;yesh,that's how long we take to do our paper mashey+painting.&lt;br /&gt;hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it was raining like crap rahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this idiot told me it was still raining in pasir ris!&lt;br /&gt;in the end it stopped okay.&lt;br /&gt;but anw,thanks for waiting for me for dunno how long,IDIOT.&lt;br /&gt;ok i am the more idiot one.&lt;br /&gt;wait. not okay, at least i dun go around looking at the bus number tag and gets all amused when the tag is put the wrong way.&lt;br /&gt;HORH? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it has been so long.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i hope &lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt; do miss me as much as how i miss you.&lt;br /&gt;3 more months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-8398357381143373013?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/8398357381143373013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=8398357381143373013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/8398357381143373013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/8398357381143373013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/08/david-cook-sings-so-well-i-like-this.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-2049410060803102210</id><published>2008-08-15T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T20:08:38.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;yaadaadaa~&lt;br /&gt;so i came across this very interesting chain message in my hotmail inbox.&lt;br /&gt;wah i tell you arh.&lt;br /&gt;its super sweet-sweet-sweet XD&lt;br /&gt;kay i was like womggg so nice when i see this chain message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay and anw,shall not think about this kind of thing now ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:36;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:36;" lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;HEALTH CHECK I DIDN'T KENA THAT BIAN TAI LKK NURSE.&lt;br /&gt;haha among us five right,only chelsea is the suay one that need to ___________.&lt;br /&gt;but carolyn and germaine also go to that nurse leh.&lt;br /&gt;conclusion is.&lt;br /&gt;she don't like chelsea!&lt;br /&gt;neh kay joking.&lt;br /&gt;woah i always shoot lots of unlinked things tgt.&lt;br /&gt;but,right,who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;lastly,eee suddenly everyone know about me and _____.&lt;br /&gt;all haonan fault. STUPID PANDA-(des,not refering to you la)&lt;br /&gt;i making prop halfway he come say his name then the daoju people all come ask me this ask me that.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;so paisehhhh.&lt;br /&gt;but i never say anything okay!&lt;br /&gt;only closeclose friends know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ehhh,i hope you don't mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-2049410060803102210?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/2049410060803102210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=2049410060803102210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/2049410060803102210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/2049410060803102210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/08/yaadaadaa-so-i-came-across-this-very.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-8185936076116753888</id><published>2008-08-13T20:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T21:00:13.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>arghhh. so what am i supposed to blog about?&lt;br /&gt;and in case you didn't realised in my last post,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'M DESPERATELY IN NEED OF A PHONE.&lt;br /&gt;I MEAN,AN EMPTY ONE.&lt;br /&gt;and if you are that kind and shuai/chio person who gladly can help me,&lt;br /&gt;contact me at. 63156607.&lt;br /&gt;or anglican high school 2K'o8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and in case you are a lameass who didn't know my name,&lt;br /&gt;watashiwa rebecca tan sitting at the 3rd last row from the door.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ecently my memory has been failing me alot.&lt;br /&gt;as in,i always completely forget the fact that i had not have my phone with me and then i will dig and dig and dig my bag. LOLS;D&lt;br /&gt;and today i even called one of my friends to call me and let me feel where my phone is and in the end realised oh my phone is confiscated!&lt;br /&gt;how amazing ehhh?&lt;br /&gt;then like at some random times of the day when sth happened,&lt;br /&gt;i will be thinking like AHA i am so gonna blog about this when i get home,&lt;br /&gt;but :/ things don't go my way x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and apparently,i have alot of things to blog about everyday.&lt;br /&gt;and now i got reminded of this song,if we were a movie.&lt;br /&gt;i think hor,if my life is a movie,it would be quite fulfilling,as in it will make a very good movie,&lt;br /&gt;about this teenage girl who has a bunch of teenage friends who are so damn crazy and there she is crazy over this guy who is not really perfect but hah,liking someone is blind xD.&lt;br /&gt;yeah and srsly,my movie would be entertaining {:&lt;br /&gt;ok anyway back to the stm problem,&lt;br /&gt;evry single time because of my failing memory,&lt;br /&gt;my mind always go kaboom! total blankness when i tried recalling about it.&lt;br /&gt;and urghhh,now its back to the headache problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so readers, pardon my incompetent brain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and right,i can't stand it when people go like 'ehhh your psle score more than 255+ leh,why you always say you very stupid?'&lt;br /&gt;but hey,hello!&lt;br /&gt;look back at primary 6,and look back at now.&lt;br /&gt;HOW DIFFERENT? EH HELLO?&lt;br /&gt;so yeah shut your bullshit up.&lt;br /&gt;i stupid you got problem is it? LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really really dunno what's my problem now.&lt;br /&gt;you know,i have been working hard for my grades this few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;many subjects show some very significant improvement.&lt;br /&gt;but maths just fail me every single time.&lt;br /&gt;i am hopeless in that?&lt;br /&gt;okay but i must admit i didn't study.&lt;br /&gt;or should i say,i don have the slightest idea like HOW to study maths.&lt;br /&gt;i don't even grasp the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;like lets see,wth is that cumulative frequency shitass.&lt;br /&gt;according to miss ng,it's supposed to be the EASIEST chapter,&lt;br /&gt;and hey,i don't even know what's it about.&lt;br /&gt;i am getting so pissed at myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i reached home at like 8.10 today.&lt;br /&gt;cox' i accompany youjin sit on platform till like 6.45,&lt;br /&gt;then that expressway there traffic jam.&lt;br /&gt;then now i still blog.&lt;br /&gt;where got time study geog? xD&lt;br /&gt;okay la i shall sleep later tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those who cannot get to sleep call me leh.&lt;br /&gt;call my house;D&lt;br /&gt;i want to study with somebody.&lt;br /&gt;so bored la,studying myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the number nickname is supposed to be friggin' easy,according to hn and youjin.&lt;br /&gt;fancy me learning from germaine 2 days ago!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;wa lau feel so cheated&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;good luck for everything arh!:D&lt;br /&gt;the beegbeeg thingy coming up determines your future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-8185936076116753888?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/8185936076116753888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=8185936076116753888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/8185936076116753888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/8185936076116753888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/08/arghhh.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-1061818996734870041</id><published>2008-08-13T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T14:56:44.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to think i've just gotten back my phone.&lt;br /&gt;wa lau,WHAT IS MY PROBLEM?&lt;br /&gt;now its with hiok lao shi xD&lt;br /&gt;but lucky he quite dumb then i managed to get my sim card back.&lt;br /&gt;ahahahs:p&lt;br /&gt;but what's the point of getting the card and not the phone.&lt;br /&gt;anyone got extra phone to spare uhhh?!&lt;br /&gt;da fa ci bei {:&lt;br /&gt;carolyn forgot to bring the phone tht i lent her to school.&lt;br /&gt;and i bet she will forget tomorrow also lorhs D:&lt;br /&gt;rahhh.&lt;br /&gt;so i am desperately in need of a phone.&lt;br /&gt;urghhh.&lt;br /&gt;kay anyway,33936 is my new nicky for someone.&lt;br /&gt;so cool luhs.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;applause!&lt;br /&gt;haha okay luhs shall make this post short.&lt;br /&gt;i am supposed to have meeting at idk what time.&lt;br /&gt;gahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;life without phone is err,terrible.&lt;br /&gt;but ok la at least i still can sms at night.&lt;br /&gt;yeah so spam me all you want.&lt;br /&gt;i think this month bill will drop SEVERELY.&lt;br /&gt;since i always DUN have my phone.&lt;br /&gt;ahahs.&lt;br /&gt;okay,and so.&lt;br /&gt;-geog test on global warming tmr,&lt;br /&gt;and,&lt;br /&gt;-chinese test+health/body checkup on friday.&lt;br /&gt;eeee,&lt;br /&gt;and qingying says..... they will... EEEK.&lt;br /&gt;fill up the blanks yourself;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;haha 3 more months.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-1061818996734870041?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/1061818996734870041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=1061818996734870041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/1061818996734870041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/1061818996734870041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/08/to-think-ive-just-gotten-back-my-phone.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-5427045975099902248</id><published>2008-08-11T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T19:27:24.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;afterall,its just about understanding each other:D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/rainbow/brianda155/rainbow.jpg?o=30" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i297.photobucket.com/albums/mm226/brianda155/rainbow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;haha,&amp;amp; so here i am after sleeping for a whole two hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i was really tired today xD&lt;br /&gt;and its so dumb,i wake up to see two messages on my phone,by shangbo.&lt;br /&gt;and just because i was sleeping+never reply first one,he thought me and someone got problem again.&lt;br /&gt;.____."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so i had my tuition early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;the tuition starts at like 12,but i came to tamp at around 10.45 because i suddenly urged to shop.&lt;br /&gt;then i was randomly shopping around and guess who i saw,lydia &amp;amp; melanie!&lt;br /&gt;and so i asked them why are they there and they had this noticeboard meeting later up in school,&lt;br /&gt;and popular don't welcome them.&lt;br /&gt;okay i mean popular aren't open YET.&lt;br /&gt;and so lydia was bugging me to buy some, idk what.&lt;br /&gt;sex bands?&lt;br /&gt;LOL I MEAN THAT'S WAT I HEARD.&lt;br /&gt;kay right skip that,and then after going to some random places,popular finally opened and we went in.&lt;br /&gt;and while they were discussing what board+what colour to buy,i went around thinking of what to buy.&lt;br /&gt;but anyway,in the end i bought a thickthick foolscap for my studies and a cutecute mouse keychain there(:&lt;br /&gt;and lydia was jealous of my mouse eating cheese creature xD&lt;br /&gt;haha,then we went to macdonald to sit for about five minutes,&lt;br /&gt;after that went to kiddy palace to seesee.&lt;br /&gt;me and melanie was ;O-ing at how lydia acts retarded.&lt;br /&gt;ok and after that i went for my tuition and they went to school.&lt;br /&gt;poor them,have to climb the hill leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then cox i have cakes that cannot be finished,&lt;br /&gt;so i went to deliver the cake to an arcade centre.&lt;br /&gt;OKAY IT SOUNDS SUPER DUMB.&lt;br /&gt;but hah you get it i get it can already {:&lt;br /&gt;oh right you don't get it.&lt;br /&gt;anyway,it turns out a fruitful trip xD&lt;br /&gt;but i'm sorry to youjin for not able to pei her wait for zhengjun D:&lt;br /&gt;and i saw tessa and regina in the arcade,&lt;br /&gt;they were so kpo tsk!:x&lt;br /&gt;neh joking:p&lt;br /&gt;but because after the 2 hours tuition,i super &gt;.&lt; style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm so glad we are talking again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm so glad you didn't give me a cold shoulder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm so glad you allow me to sit beside you xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm very happy,really,though i was friggin' tired and cannot bring myself to ;D alot.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;and haonan laughed at me for looking at the cards when i dunno how to see D:&lt;br /&gt;bleahx.&lt;br /&gt;then i say 'i trying to see who chio who shuai haha'&lt;br /&gt;then shangbo say 'you everyday only know how to see shuaige only'&lt;br /&gt;haha,just because i admire gerrard xD&lt;br /&gt;EH HE'S ONLY SOMEONE I LOOKED AT.&lt;br /&gt;i don't think about him :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cause i got someone in my heart already :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ahahahs;D&lt;br /&gt;then after looking how the three guys spent all their money on the game,&lt;br /&gt;we finally leave the arcade.&lt;br /&gt;and then we go to tampines mall timezone to see shangbo parapara.&lt;br /&gt;haha they all on the mouth say go watch shangbo parapara but they all looking at other people playing other machines xD&lt;br /&gt;kk then after seeing him dance,we go home lor.&lt;br /&gt;someone walked me to the bus stop :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shangbo and haonan go the other way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;yeah la,then my 27 always guailan come so fast.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay la no la xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i looked at you like that because i wondered,&lt;br /&gt;when would be the next time i can see you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-5427045975099902248?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/5427045975099902248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=5427045975099902248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/5427045975099902248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/5427045975099902248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/08/haha-so-here-i-am-after-sleeping-for.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-4594464317942769136</id><published>2008-08-10T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T22:03:29.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes,3 months it will be :D&lt;br /&gt;at least we talked it out,&amp;amp; i felt better.&lt;br /&gt;maybe you don't?&lt;br /&gt;you don't sound feel-okayish.&lt;br /&gt;i hope 3 months later,we aren't going to be strangers anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i hope 3 months later,we will be sure about each other.&lt;br /&gt;i hope 3 months later,our feelings won't fade.&lt;br /&gt;i hope 3 months later,we will have our happily ever after.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-4594464317942769136?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570814903954821743.post-5335260769469079657</id><published>2008-08-10T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T16:43:49.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO YOU MEAN ITS THE END.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;i respect your wish.&lt;br /&gt;its so not going to be a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;happy birthday-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;so much for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told you i'm gonna wait.&lt;br /&gt;and you don't even appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine it was only thinking on my own part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;amp;fuck,why am i crying &gt;.&lt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;now i am really really really angry.&lt;br /&gt;and i felt super super super dumb.&lt;br /&gt;i am effing sad.&lt;br /&gt;who are you to make me feel so effed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;amp;you still said you are a nobody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the hell do you want?&lt;br /&gt;will you feel happy only when i say i had forgotten about everything?&lt;br /&gt;will you feel happy only when i don't appear in front of you ever again?&lt;br /&gt;will you feel happy only when i no longer know &lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;who are you&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;the recent nights i had been dreaming,dreaming about you and me,dreaming about our future.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;neh its not going to happen anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm just this random girl who once appeared in your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i will forget about everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will forget about how i randomly talked to you and how we talked all the way till 2plus,3plus&lt;br /&gt;i will forget about how you introduced me to some shows which i never once seen.&lt;br /&gt;i will forget about how you told me how much you once loved someone.&lt;br /&gt;i will forget about how you encourage me evrytime i flunked my test.&lt;br /&gt;i will forget about the weird sleeping habit of yours,&lt;br /&gt;i will forget how you tell me about your hopes,your goals.&lt;br /&gt;i will forget about how you called me a lolcake.&lt;br /&gt;i will forget about how i don't believe you have a business transaction.&lt;br /&gt;i will forget about how i tried to call you to not be so obsessed with mahjong.&lt;br /&gt;i will forget about how you tell me you don't like piercings when i tell you i have pierced my ear.&lt;br /&gt;i will forget about how much you liked criss angel.&lt;br /&gt;i will forget about how you get so excited over some pretty girls.&lt;br /&gt;i will forget about me trying to change my sleeping habit just to talk to you and how you told me not to.&lt;br /&gt;i will forget about how you said i am short and you aren't very tall either.&lt;br /&gt;i will forget about how i betrayed you and tell her that you think she's attractive.&lt;br /&gt;i will forget about how you liked the name somebody.&lt;br /&gt;i will forget about how frequent you say your favourite phrase.&lt;br /&gt;i will forget about how you ask me to imagine a scenario to fall asleep when i can't get to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;i will forget about how we don't know the way to that place.&lt;br /&gt;i will forget about the weird expressions you gave me on the mrt.&lt;br /&gt;i will forget about how you walked me to the bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;i will forget about how you tell me you will bring me out for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;i will forget about how you say you rather bring your mother out than bringing me out.&lt;br /&gt;i will forget how you insult me.&lt;br /&gt;i will forget about how i wish USA win and how you cheered for that mexico lady.&lt;br /&gt;i will forget about how we think that russia is so lol.&lt;br /&gt;i will forget about that period of time when your phone kena confiscated and then i keep asking you when will it be back.&lt;br /&gt;i will forget about how shocked am i when you suddenly became so open to me.&lt;br /&gt;i will forget about all our promises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I WILL FORGET ABOUT EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;since you want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;you wanted this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;and thanks for &lt;u&gt;such a birthday present.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;thanks for making my birthday like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;if you can,call your friends not to come and 'counsel' me ever again,&lt;br /&gt;they were the ones that give me hope.&lt;br /&gt;and look what's happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have lots of friends standing by your side.&lt;br /&gt;you have friends who tried means and ways to cheer you up,i don't.&lt;br /&gt;stop being so aloof,look at the people around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;what i have is only a fucking retarded smile that i have to put up in case anyone come to me and ask me not to emo which makes me feel worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care.&lt;object height="340" width="300"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/_q9Kcb3/playlist/LTC_lmLc/mariah_carey_byebye_music_playlist/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;lyrics:mariah carey-byebye.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for my peoples&lt;br /&gt;Who just lost somebody&lt;br /&gt;Your best friend, your baby&lt;br /&gt;Your man or your lady&lt;br /&gt;Put your hand way up high&lt;br /&gt;We will never say bye&lt;br /&gt;No, no, no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamas, daddys, sisters, brothers&lt;br /&gt;Friends and cousins&lt;br /&gt;This is for my peoples&lt;br /&gt;Who lost their grandmothers&lt;br /&gt;Lift your head to the sky&lt;br /&gt;Cause we will never say bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a child there were them times&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get it&lt;br /&gt;But you kept me in line&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know why&lt;br /&gt;You didn't show up sometimes&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday mornings and I missed you&lt;br /&gt;But I'm glad we talked through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All them grown folk things&lt;br /&gt;Separation brings&lt;br /&gt;You never let me know it&lt;br /&gt;You never let it show&lt;br /&gt;Because you loved me and obviously&lt;br /&gt;There's so much more left to say&lt;br /&gt;If you were with me today&lt;br /&gt;Face to face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew I could hurt like this&lt;br /&gt;And everyday life goes on I wish&lt;br /&gt;I could talk to you for a while&lt;br /&gt;Miss you but I try not to cry&lt;br /&gt;As time goes by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's true that you've&lt;br /&gt;Reached a better place&lt;br /&gt;Still I'd give the world to see your face&lt;br /&gt;And be right here next to you&lt;br /&gt;But it's like you're gone too soon&lt;br /&gt;Now the hardest thing to do is say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye, bye bye, bye bye&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye, bye bye, bye bye&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye, bye bye, bye bye&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never got a chance to see&lt;br /&gt;How good I've done&lt;br /&gt;And you never got to&lt;br /&gt;See me back at number one&lt;br /&gt;I wish that you were here&lt;br /&gt;To celebrate together&lt;br /&gt;I wish that we could&lt;br /&gt;Spend the holidays together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when you used to&lt;br /&gt;Tuck me in at night&lt;br /&gt;With the teddy bear you gave me&lt;br /&gt;That I held so tight&lt;br /&gt;I thought you were so strong&lt;br /&gt;You'd make it through whatever&lt;br /&gt;It's so hard to accept the fact&lt;br /&gt;You're gone forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew I could hurt like this&lt;br /&gt;And everyday life goes on I wish&lt;br /&gt;I could talk to you for a while&lt;br /&gt;Miss you but I try not to cry&lt;br /&gt;As time goes by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's true that you've&lt;br /&gt;Reached a better place&lt;br /&gt;Still I'd give the world to see your face&lt;br /&gt;And be right here next to you&lt;br /&gt;But it's like you're gone too soon&lt;br /&gt;Now the hardest thing to do is say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye, bye bye, bye bye&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye, bye bye, bye bye&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye, bye bye, bye bye&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for my peoples&lt;br /&gt;Who just lost somebody&lt;br /&gt;Your best friend, your baby&lt;br /&gt;Your man or your lady&lt;br /&gt;Put your hand way up high&lt;br /&gt;We will never say bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamas, daddys, sisters, brothers&lt;br /&gt;Friends and cousins&lt;br /&gt;This is for my peoples&lt;br /&gt;Who lost their grandmothers&lt;br /&gt;Lift your head to the sky&lt;br /&gt;Cause we will never say bye, bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew I could hurt like this&lt;br /&gt;And everyday life goes on I wish&lt;br /&gt;I could talk to you for a while&lt;br /&gt;Miss you but I try not to cry&lt;br /&gt;As time goes by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's true that you've&lt;br /&gt;Reached a better place&lt;br /&gt;Still I'd give the world to see your face&lt;br /&gt;And be right here next to you&lt;br /&gt;But it's like you're gone too soon&lt;br /&gt;Now the hardest thing to do is say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye, bye bye, bye bye&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye, bye bye, bye bye&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye, bye bye, bye bye&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;damn,what happened to my vow that i won't cry for any guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i guess you should be happy right now.&lt;br /&gt;you have gotten rid of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-5335260769469079657?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/5335260769469079657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=5335260769469079657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/5335260769469079657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/5335260769469079657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/08/so-you-mean-its-end.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-2772894715901536959</id><published>2008-08-09T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T14:37:05.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yet another day to my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;everyone is asking me what i want, &amp;amp; i really didn't bother answering:D&lt;br /&gt;cox me myself has completely no idea what i want.&lt;br /&gt;so, teehee(:&lt;br /&gt;you don't really need to buy any present for me.&lt;br /&gt;loving me do, darlings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway as i had said previously,i had practically no chance to use computer.&lt;br /&gt;but then i always sort of bribed my sister they'all to give it to me.&lt;br /&gt;and guess what's my excuse?&lt;br /&gt;i said 'its going to be my birthday leh' then i shot this big big grin at her :D&lt;br /&gt;hurhurrrs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i have only got lets see,20 minutes to use the computer.&lt;br /&gt;i had to take a bath before meeting chelsea chin to go to her church.&lt;br /&gt;lols, it sounds so funny.&lt;br /&gt;rebecca goes to church! &amp;amp; that's how veron gave me that shocked look.&lt;br /&gt;oh,&amp;amp;she's my new friend anyway.&lt;br /&gt;shhh :D&lt;br /&gt;then after chelsea chin's church,i'm going to go watch fireworks with youjin!&lt;br /&gt;and she promised to sponsor me whole day:p&lt;br /&gt;nehhh i will return her on tuesday,most probably.&lt;br /&gt;haha,cause there's no one at my home and i can't possibly get money from NO ONE aren't?&lt;br /&gt;oh,this is the ghost festival.&lt;br /&gt;goshhh,it slipped my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah-&lt;br /&gt;hope i will enjoy today.&lt;br /&gt;at first i wanted to study,&lt;br /&gt;but since chinchin started pleading me to go with her.&lt;br /&gt;okay la, since i am a nice person:D&lt;br /&gt;then i agreed to youjin too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh&amp;amp;esther just called me in the morning haha.&lt;br /&gt;she wants to book me one day too.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow i will be going out with my family,I THINK.&lt;br /&gt;+my science tuition.&lt;br /&gt;then monday i have maths tuition too+my belated birthday celebration.&lt;br /&gt;and then tuesday i think i'm going out with qingying and manjing uh?&lt;br /&gt;not sure yet.&lt;br /&gt;but anyway,i love you girls!&lt;br /&gt;you all never failed to make my day.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;haha angelene thought my birthday was today lol.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;i killed her for that. okay luhs joking xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;national day performance sucks even more than last year.&lt;br /&gt;and there's this girl who guailan carolyn,then when we go up find her she went missing.&lt;br /&gt;how great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh&amp;amp;i will now reply tags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUJIN&lt;/b&gt;: STUPID SERENE! BECCA IS MINEEEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;don't need jealous of serene luhs :D you are my first wife,still bigger right! &amp;amp;i celebrating my birthday with you leh,should feel honoured mahhhs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;sb&lt;/b&gt;: lawl. youjin jelous of serene LOL.. anywya cheer up lahh!!!! ZZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;ohkayyye. yeah youjin jealous of serene TSK. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;SERENE(:&lt;/b&gt;: she's tired of you alr luh, first wife -.- I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;MUST RESPECT MY FIRST WIFE LA. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;SERENE(:&lt;/b&gt;: I'M HER NEW OBJECT OF AFFECTION LOL -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;so you mean you are an object LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;SERENE(:&lt;/b&gt;: yeahyeah, i am tired huh, more like I SUPERDUPERFRIGGIN LOVE YOU SO MUCH :0 and lol yeah, neither here or there, so right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;aw i know how much you love me luhs ;D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;high-five for not being anywhere,hehheh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;samuel&lt;/b&gt;: cheer up! =D and maintain your good results. &lt;img src="http://www.cbox.ws/smilies/2/smile.gif" alt=":)" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;haha thanks:D i will,i will,i will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;YOUJIN&lt;/b&gt;: help ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:ariel_xiaochen@hotmail.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;Esther&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;: HELLO PATIENT! ^^ email me ure msn add...i lost it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;AGAIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-2772894715901536959?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/2772894715901536959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=2772894715901536959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/2772894715901536959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/2772894715901536959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/08/yet-another-day-to-my-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-1433110114398454920</id><published>2008-08-08T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T13:44:06.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;its not 10 august yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so can i take back my word?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its only today did shangbo came to tell me stuffs about you.&lt;br /&gt;i never thought you would like me.&lt;br /&gt;because i'm obviously not the type of girl you had always liked.&lt;br /&gt;like A,B&amp;amp;C.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not pretty,&lt;br /&gt;i'm not hardworking,&lt;br /&gt;i'm not those responsible and high-ranking people.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just a normal person,who slacks,who plays around.&lt;br /&gt;and that's the reason why i decided to give up.&lt;br /&gt;but after today, i thought very hard.&lt;br /&gt;do i bear to give you up?&lt;br /&gt;the answer is no.&lt;br /&gt;10 august,is perhaps. too ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;i haven't given you enough time,to forget about the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;i love you. and because i love you,3 months plus is nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will wait for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but again,are you still there where you were?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe you have already walked away.&lt;br /&gt;maybe you have already had enough of me.&lt;br /&gt;so i don't blame you,if you are not here already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;i don't want you to flip the coin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause the thing about us cannot be gambled about.&lt;br /&gt;fate? bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;we have to work out our way in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people around me are all getting super D:&lt;br /&gt;everyone's so unhappy about friendships+relationships.&lt;br /&gt;i'm included,yeah.&lt;br /&gt;love and happiness is about giving,not about taking.&lt;br /&gt;you may love someone,but that someone but the person has the choice whether to reciprocate it.&lt;br /&gt;same goes for friendship.&lt;br /&gt;kay i sound like some emo poop.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;most of you will say i sound like i've just broken up with someone or sth.&lt;br /&gt;FYI,no.&lt;br /&gt;it's prolly some poor interpretation of yours,teehee:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i'm just,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;neither here or there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neither happy or sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is all i have to say to all those darlings+dears+girlfriends+assholes who are currently at the lowest point:&lt;br /&gt;life's like that.&lt;br /&gt;friends come and go,people changes.&lt;br /&gt;but life still goes on.&lt;br /&gt;move on,look on the brighter side of things.&lt;br /&gt;there's so much more to life,&amp;amp;there's no point stopping at where you are now.&lt;br /&gt;things lost,are experience gained.&lt;br /&gt;you guys learnt it the hard way.&lt;br /&gt;that trust takes year to build up and yet a second to crumble;&lt;br /&gt;that love isn't a bed full of roses.&lt;br /&gt;that love is about sacrificing and hurting,about giving,not receiving.&lt;br /&gt;that true friends are one in a million.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;that's precisely why they are so precious&amp;amp;dear&amp;amp;worth keeping.&lt;br /&gt;time heals but you got to accept the healing process.&lt;br /&gt;life's short enough already,stop wasting time.&lt;br /&gt;everyone's concerned,don't you feel that it's time to wake up already?&lt;br /&gt;put on a smile.&lt;br /&gt;things will change for the better soon,i'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've gotten another 18 for my science test:D&lt;br /&gt;whee A1!&lt;br /&gt;continue working hard rebecca!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been,studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah&amp;amp;darn i was just trying to sms youjin then i sent to ________ ACCIDENTALLY.&lt;br /&gt;i always,just stop at his contact without a reason.&lt;br /&gt;lucky his card not with him.&lt;br /&gt;if not,i'm so dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I AM TIRED-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;amp;its up to you how to decipher this three words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-1433110114398454920?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/1433110114398454920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=1433110114398454920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/1433110114398454920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/1433110114398454920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-not-10-august-yet.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-1449736288470792751</id><published>2008-08-07T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T15:19:29.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay!&lt;br /&gt;guess what's happening xD&lt;br /&gt;i got my asshole phone back to me.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; so i lent caro my the other phone.&lt;br /&gt;i am a nice pal uhhhs ;D&lt;br /&gt;since she needs it, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;oh and fyi i am in the school library now,yeah again.&lt;br /&gt;hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;you might be thinking how i had gotten my phone back.&lt;br /&gt;afterall that friggin' nc koh isn't a good one to play with.&lt;br /&gt;ahahs all thanks to my dearest daddy :D&lt;br /&gt;i'm so happy luhs.&lt;br /&gt;cox' she wants a parent to talk to her on phone and gossip bad things about me.&lt;br /&gt;and there! my dad is there for me.&lt;br /&gt;haha and he told her 'my daughter didn't mean to let her phone ring during class. it's just a slip of mind that she forgot to on silent mode.'&lt;br /&gt;i'm so proud of him lahs.&lt;br /&gt;if it were my mother,she sure add oil add sugar add everything.&lt;br /&gt;then oh yeah!&lt;br /&gt;its germaine birthday today as i had said 2 days before. :D&lt;br /&gt;and then i bought her chocolates!&lt;br /&gt;its the easiest to shop for :p&lt;br /&gt;then we koped from her alot in class.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;oh and supposedly i am supposed to go watch the 'money not enough 2' with them one.&lt;br /&gt;but then i have cca!&lt;br /&gt;gahhhh so anti-climax luhs.&lt;br /&gt;and then this cca thing,according to dingjun,will take around 3 hours.&lt;br /&gt;i have been going home late and wore out-ed.&lt;br /&gt;arghhhh.&lt;br /&gt;so i owe germaine one.&lt;br /&gt;yeah,and sian tmr national day parade,&lt;br /&gt;but i don't know what to wear!&lt;br /&gt;eee i don't like wear own clothes to school luhs.&lt;br /&gt;cox' its like,if you wear like sth "over" which isn't.&lt;br /&gt;then they will say this say that.&lt;br /&gt;say what you very toot-toot-toot,come school also wear till lidat.&lt;br /&gt;then if you wear the very NORMAL ones,&lt;br /&gt;you will feel paiseh when you are out of school.&lt;br /&gt;ahahs,life is tough.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;wah 25 minutes more to my meeting.&lt;br /&gt;see you!&lt;br /&gt;and anyway i am officially banned from using my computer at home.&lt;br /&gt;again, HIS FAULT. my fuckin' brother's fault.&lt;br /&gt;like what.&lt;br /&gt;he says,word for word. 'eh pa they all keep on saying they want to play,my o level coming already leh. i need do research and study. they keep getting the labtop from me very mafan.'&lt;br /&gt;then my dad being as nice as he always was,ask us to wait till his O's is over.&lt;br /&gt;and i BET after the O's,he will say what. 'i study so hard,O level finally over. you all don't want let me use' BLABLABLA.&lt;br /&gt;he's getting on my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;oh AW HE'S ALREADY ON MY NERVES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;serene- yes we're on the same boat :D&lt;br /&gt;                 you also don't emo already luhs, laugh at your new wife, me xD&lt;br /&gt;                 eee or wait. is it husband?&lt;br /&gt;                  i'm bisexual. hello!&lt;br /&gt;                  hahahs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;youjin- though i still quite don't understand,&lt;br /&gt;                 but i believe you will end up fine(:&lt;br /&gt;                 being the normal spastic you is so much better than the emofied you.&lt;br /&gt;                 so smile:D&lt;br /&gt;                 be lame(:&lt;br /&gt;                 be &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;ful.&lt;br /&gt;                 lol.&lt;br /&gt;                 &amp;amp;hahs,you have a colourless friend. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-1449736288470792751?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/1449736288470792751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=1449736288470792751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/1449736288470792751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/1449736288470792751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/08/okay-guess-whats-happening-xd-i-got-my.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-777852803621021157</id><published>2008-08-07T11:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T11:56:37.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i shall reply tags&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ohsoloved.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;♥ , sh-errie !&lt;/a&gt;: IHATEYOU , STEAD ! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ahhh why! D: i love you lahs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;see, i got reply your tags alrights!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ohsoloved.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;♥ , sh-errie !&lt;/a&gt;: YOU BROKE NY HEART T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;girlfriend! i help you stick back with plaster luhs! OH? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ehhh my birthday coming lehs :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lydia: at least.. u have someone to care about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lydia: so smile often larh Beeg eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;LOL your eyes also quite beeg luhs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;samuel: lol at that sb "counsel" phrase. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;haha i wonder if it DID help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;samuel: someone's turning 14 soon wonder who ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;WHO AR WHO AR:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SERENE(:: YOH LETS GO ANTI-LOVE TGT COS ALL THE SINGLE GUYS IN AHS ARE FRIGGIN JERKS ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;lol hello my mistress xD . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://serenewontcry.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;SERENE(:&lt;/a&gt;: oh,and you still never link me, + i found your laogong's blog, lol (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I GOT LINK YOU LUHS. but not at that cds section cox' i lazy move it about. ;D and PLUS, i have &lt;b&gt;no&lt;/b&gt; laogong. except youjin luhs. ahahahs&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ohsoloved.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;♥ , sh-errie !&lt;/a&gt;: SERENE ! idk who you are , but I TOTALLY AGREE LAAAAAHS ._. GIRLFRIEND , ISTILLHATEYOU ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;don't hate me luhs D: hahahs you so ji dong! so funneh. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mj: becca o.O long time never come ur blog....SO CUTEEEEEE T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;yeah sister, come more often ehhh (: O.O what thing so cute?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mj: YOU OSO HOR, MUST JIAYOU JIAYOU AND KICK OFF THOSE USELESS DE REN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;. . . how have you been nowadays uhhh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mj: WE R JIAN QIANG DE NU REN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;YEAH HIGH-FIVE! :D we are so not going to be daunted by,anything (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-end-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;, i am sorry for the . . . reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i also want to forget and believe what they all say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but can i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;bear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to do that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;better in time-leona lewis&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's been the longest winter without you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I didn't know where to turn to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;See somehow I can't forget you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After all that we've been through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Going coming thought I heard a knock&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who's there? no one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thinking that I deserve it, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now I realise that I really didn't know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you didn't notice you mean everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quickly I'm learning to love again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All I know is I'm gonna be ok&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thought I couldn't live without you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's gonna hurt when it heals too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It'll all get better in time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And even though I really love you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm gonna smile cause I deserve to&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It'll all get better in time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I couldn't turn on the TV&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Without something there to remind me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Was it all that easy,to just put aside your feelings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If I'm dreaming don't wanna laugh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hurt my feelings but that's the path&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I believe in And I know that time will heal it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you didn't notice, boy you meant everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quickly I'm learning to love again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All I know is I'm gonna be ok&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thought I couldn't live without you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's gonna hurt when it heals too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It'll all get better in time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And even though I really love you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm gonna smile cause I deserve to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It'll all get better in time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since there's no more you and me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's time I let you go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I can be free And live my life how it should be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No matter how hard it is,I'll be fine without you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes I will&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Chorus: X2]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thought I couldn't live without you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's gonna hurt when it heals too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It'll all get better in time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And even though I really love you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm gonna smile cause I deserve to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It'll all get better in time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh&amp;amp; hey peeps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my phone is officially kena confiscated and given to that monkey cheong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so ._____.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;don't bother smsing me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but i have got a phone,without sim card.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so for my birthday, i want a... PREPAID CARD:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and shangbo is supposed to buy it for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay luhs why am i bullying him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but anyway for the time being,if you need to contact me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;call,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;63156607&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and if you want to sms me or so,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;just sms this number after 11, night i mean,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9850_ _ _ 5.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ask me personally,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cox' i don't wish to thio spammed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thanks :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;till then, XOXO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-777852803621021157?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/777852803621021157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=777852803621021157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/777852803621021157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/777852803621021157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-shall-reply-tags-sh-errie-ihateyou.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-3201023304266089321</id><published>2008-08-05T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T14:40:59.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so i'm now here in the library.&lt;br /&gt;recently i have been coming to the library,alot.&lt;br /&gt;cox as you should know,i have a kp brother who treats the labtop as his own.&lt;br /&gt;so... alright.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday during mathematics tuition nabilah suddenly shout to mr tan that my birthday is coming!&lt;br /&gt;i'm so shocked okay;D&lt;br /&gt;then i was like wah how you know.&lt;br /&gt;then she stare at me diao-ded-ly with her usually already very beeg eyes and say 'YOU DROPPED YOUR EZLINK CARD LUHS'&lt;br /&gt;then i laughed at myself for a long 10minutes,without stopping.&lt;br /&gt;i mean it.&lt;br /&gt;that's really super dumb lorhs.&lt;br /&gt;and then they start discussing how to celebrate for me next week.&lt;br /&gt;cox' there will be tuition on monday morning,which is one day after my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;and then nabilah says that she will bring her homemade rendang to celebrate my birthday lols.&lt;br /&gt;then mr tan say she will bring me what fruit alcohol xD&lt;br /&gt;okay luhs is i forced him bring one.&lt;br /&gt;but i bet he wouldn't D:&lt;br /&gt;it has been very long since i drank.&lt;br /&gt;i think since febuary huhs?&lt;br /&gt;i crave for it,all of a sudden.&lt;br /&gt;then that daniel say he bring 10 bars of chocolates [:&lt;br /&gt;ahahahs yay-ness:p&lt;br /&gt;then then then. i promised to bring a very small cake and let everyone munch on it.&lt;br /&gt;so i think, the REAL tuition duration will only left with like 1 hour.&lt;br /&gt;ahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and wait arh!&lt;br /&gt;QINGYING!;D&lt;br /&gt;that day you say which day you book me uhhhhs?&lt;br /&gt;i forget already, ps.&lt;br /&gt;tell me tell me, then i record down.&lt;br /&gt;whee, movie date(prom night)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh,and there is this other movie date for germaine de birthday(:&lt;br /&gt;2 MORE DAYS!&lt;br /&gt;advanced happy birthday paikia ! :D&lt;br /&gt;though i am pretty sure she won't come read my blog.&lt;br /&gt;this lazy woman hardly even use com uhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i tried to fill myself up this entire week.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to think.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to remember.&lt;br /&gt;i don't even want to understand anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU NEVER TRIED&amp;amp;you say you couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;like this you will never ever get what you wanted.&lt;br /&gt;and yes,i promise,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;after 10 august 2008 12.00pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,if you still don't wanna say anything.&lt;br /&gt;i shall not care anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i shall not try so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i shall forget about everything.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i know it wouldn't be easy, but i always mean what i say.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and since i say i don't care,i won't care.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;that sb came to 'counsel' me this morning again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so,its up to you.&lt;br /&gt;whether to give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;i love you&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-3201023304266089321?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/3201023304266089321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=3201023304266089321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/3201023304266089321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/3201023304266089321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/08/so-im-now-here-in-library.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-2750478793069011309</id><published>2008-08-04T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T18:46:10.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school was okay;D&lt;br /&gt;and i was totally overjoyed that i got 18 for my first geog common test paper!&lt;br /&gt;that's A1 dudeee, and i'm satisfied already.&lt;br /&gt;so there's another mathematics test coming up on wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i would study,maybe i wouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;cause i'm srsly a person who does everything with. MOOD.&lt;br /&gt;hehheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that, actually there's nothing for me to get happy about already.&lt;br /&gt;i thought it was the end,i thought it was the beginning,but when this guy tell me that he's the one that told him i was emo and urge this move i was... disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted some automatic and truthful move.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; so the happiness level dropped all the way to zero.&lt;br /&gt;i know i am this bloody bitch who expect so much from a,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nobody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorryyy-&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; there&lt;/span&gt;,no hello,no waves,no smiles.&lt;br /&gt;another great turnoff.&lt;br /&gt;rawrrr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-2750478793069011309?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570814903954821743.post-2363288946886376536</id><published>2008-08-04T10:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T10:08:21.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tags replied;D&lt;br /&gt;ehhh do my friend test leh.&lt;br /&gt;i want see who is number one!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay i need to go off to recess already!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-2363288946886376536?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/2363288946886376536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570814903954821743.post-5497429300908834346</id><published>2008-08-03T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T17:31:35.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/new%20hope/meag18nb/new/hope.jpg?o=30" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i92.photobucket.com/albums/l34/meag18nb/new/hope.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been very long since i logged onto msn,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;today i suddenly had the urge to see who's online.&lt;br /&gt;then i saw some offline message from someone. :D&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;i was so damn shocked.&lt;br /&gt;i knew we wouldn't crush, i knew it.&lt;br /&gt;thanks someone,for your graciousness.&lt;br /&gt;and i am so friggin' glad i actually signed in today.&lt;br /&gt;if i didn't, i wouldn't see what you wrote.&lt;br /&gt;if i didn't,i would have given up completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i don't know what this means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being bored, i went to draw jonas' brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; it looks awful. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_X9MHu88DMAo/SJV3skk2NvI/AAAAAAAAAEE/QAXD7DmbYc8/s1600-h/27072008%28004%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_X9MHu88DMAo/SJV3skk2NvI/AAAAAAAAAEE/QAXD7DmbYc8/s320/27072008%28004%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230218149876872946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:p&lt;br /&gt;i got their album already !&lt;br /&gt;envious right! my dad bought it for me.&lt;br /&gt;people who is crazy over them can borrow it from me luhs;D&lt;br /&gt;haha, i so nice.&lt;br /&gt;neh joking.&lt;br /&gt;hurhurrr, i must settle my own dinner tonight cox' my whole family not at home again.&lt;br /&gt;but i super lazy lehhh.&lt;br /&gt;then if i go primemart and buy again i scared i food poisening like thursday like that.&lt;br /&gt;wah I TELL YOU ALL, FOOD POISENING CAN KILL.&lt;br /&gt;its fucking pain when they insert the tube into your  +idk what+&lt;br /&gt;then it will swell for like a few hours then you will vomit until super jialat.&lt;br /&gt;i would never want to try that stupid nasi briyani ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-5497429300908834346?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/5497429300908834346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570814903954821743.post-6636317022151292221</id><published>2008-08-02T16:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T17:08:34.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;David Archuleta - Crush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hang up the phone tonight&lt;br /&gt;Something happened for the first time&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside&lt;br /&gt;It was a rush, what a rush&lt;br /&gt;Cause the possibility&lt;br /&gt;that you would ever feel the same way&lt;br /&gt;About me&lt;br /&gt;It's just too much, just too much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I keep running from the truth&lt;br /&gt;All I ever think about is you&lt;br /&gt;You got me hypnotized, so mesmerized&lt;br /&gt;And I just got to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Do you ever think&lt;br /&gt;When you're all alone&lt;br /&gt;All that we can be&lt;br /&gt;Where this thing can go&lt;br /&gt;Am I crazy or falling in love&lt;br /&gt;Is it really just another crush&lt;br /&gt;Do you catch a breath&lt;br /&gt;When I look at you&lt;br /&gt;Are you holding back&lt;br /&gt;Like the way I do&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm trying, trying to walk away&lt;br /&gt;But I know this crush ain't going away, going away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has it ever cross you mind&lt;br /&gt;When were hangin, spending time girl,&lt;br /&gt;Are we just friends&lt;br /&gt;Is there more, is there more&lt;br /&gt;See it's a chance we've gotta take&lt;br /&gt;Cause I believe that we can make this into&lt;br /&gt;Something that will last, last forever, forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I keep running from the truth&lt;br /&gt;All I ever think about is you&lt;br /&gt;You got me hypnotized, so mesmerized&lt;br /&gt;And I just got to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i will never know what's going on in your mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hah,so bleak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;anyway i really sucked at my 2.4.&lt;br /&gt;my standard dropped, significantly.&lt;br /&gt;yes 100 plus,from last year's 36.&lt;br /&gt;initially i was kind of disappointed,&lt;br /&gt;but slowly i decided 'what's the great deal? since life has been full of downs this year.'&lt;br /&gt;i predicted it, and here i go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i woke up at 3, i couldn't get to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;i listened to 98.7fm radio while reading my geog textbook.&lt;br /&gt;LOL i am still wondering why i did.&lt;br /&gt;then i took a bath at 4.30,&lt;br /&gt;den my dad brought me to east coast park ;D&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; immediately i called chelsea chin.&lt;br /&gt;and then she says ok la she will reach earlier,since i call her to.&lt;br /&gt;anw fyi,i reach there at 6.40 LOL.&lt;br /&gt;neh i am not stupid or anything,&lt;br /&gt;i just want to hitch a ride to east coast park and then my dad has stuffs on at 7.30.&lt;br /&gt;so... yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;so after the run, youjin came to look for me,and pulled me away to cheer on for the rest.&lt;br /&gt;then every cds person who run past, we cheered like some lunatics.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;then after all those cheering, wanted to go mcdonald with clarissa,&lt;br /&gt;then on the way met yeeling.&lt;br /&gt;then she joined us :D&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and then i ordered this thing i had never tried, i think the mcgriddles sth one.&lt;br /&gt;gaahhhh, its FRIGGIN' SWEET alrights!&lt;br /&gt;then i let yeeling try she also say its very sweet.&lt;br /&gt;i thought there was sth wrong with my taste bud.&lt;br /&gt;;O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol anw sb was very hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;you know why? randomly he walked past.&lt;br /&gt;and then i forgot what he asked me.&lt;br /&gt;then he suddenly say 'Eh, why your eyes brown one? you wear contacts ar?'&lt;br /&gt;then i was like 'HUH NO! natural one la. haha'&lt;br /&gt;then he was like 'wah so cool.... next time i buying red contact...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then that time i still haven't digest.&lt;br /&gt;THEN WHEN I THOUGHT ABOUT WHAT HAPPENED JUST NOW,&lt;br /&gt;I LAUGHED LIKE SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;imagine sb,with red contacts?&lt;br /&gt;hehheh. shhh :D&lt;br /&gt;okay yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then took cab to bedok mrt with serene, joyce and clarissa,though i don really know them.&lt;br /&gt;obviously I KNOW CLARISSA LUHS.&lt;br /&gt;okay quite dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then reached home at 11.15 like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;chibong,stop reading (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;with much love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kebearry(:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-6636317022151292221?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/6636317022151292221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=6636317022151292221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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here.&lt;br /&gt;but he did.&lt;br /&gt;i was shocked,depressed,and have no idea as to what to do.&lt;br /&gt;then i walked past,indifferently,with my dearest youjin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we stayed by the mirror for a few minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i walked away,in disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i finally know what i do when i am sad.&lt;br /&gt;i literally went to hug youjin's HEAD super tightly&amp;amp; she thought i was strangling him.&lt;br /&gt;then i went to hug her, this time with permission.&lt;br /&gt;and then when walking out of school,&lt;br /&gt;i glanced back a few times.&lt;br /&gt;i held youjin's lil' finger, and pulled it super hard.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;it nearly dislocated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks !nijuoy, for the hugs and small lil' stupid jokes which is meant to be funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although i didn't laugh.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sorry yeeling and people who smsed me recently.&lt;br /&gt;i will not reply unless its important.&lt;br /&gt;cox' i am still waiting for someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i walked home alone like a emo zombie.&lt;br /&gt;hah, i still wanna say i love youjin.&lt;br /&gt;cox' she's really the one who is beside me all these days.&lt;br /&gt;quite cliche, but i finally knew who are the people i really cared about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh&amp;amp;there is 2.4km run tmr,&lt;br /&gt;last year i got 36 or something,&lt;br /&gt;this year i hardly ever joined pe lesson.&lt;br /&gt;bet i would drop all the way to 100plus.&lt;br /&gt;ahwell, i don't give a damn to anything already.&lt;br /&gt;anyway i got 4 demerit point,supposedly,just for today alone.&lt;br /&gt;rahhhh. just because i am not wearing ahs socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone want go east coast park with me?&lt;br /&gt;i have completely no idea how to go D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&amp;amp;she says she doesn't care,but the look in her eyes tells a completely different story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;I WOULD LIE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tayler Swift- I'd lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think that passenger seat&lt;br /&gt;Has ever looked this good to me&lt;br /&gt;He tells me about &lt;u&gt;his night&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I count the colors in &lt;u&gt;his eyes&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;He'll never fall in love&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He swears, as he runs his fingers through his hair&lt;br /&gt;I'm laughing 'cause &lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;I hope he's wrong&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't think it ever crossed his mind&lt;br /&gt;He tells a joke, I fake a smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;But I know all his favorite songs&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I could tell you&lt;br /&gt;His favorite color's green&lt;br /&gt;He loves to argue&lt;br /&gt;Born on the seventeenth&lt;br /&gt;His sister's beautiful&lt;br /&gt;He has his father's eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;And if you ask me if I love him&lt;br /&gt;I'd lie&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looks around the room&lt;br /&gt;Innocently overlooks the truth&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't a light go on&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't he know that I've had him memorized for so long&lt;br /&gt;And he sees everything black and white&lt;br /&gt;Never let nobody see him cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;I don't let nobody see me wishin' he was mine&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could tell you&lt;br /&gt;His favorite color's green&lt;br /&gt;He loves to argue&lt;br /&gt;Born on the seventeenth&lt;br /&gt;His sister's beautiful&lt;br /&gt;He has his father's eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;And if you ask me if I love him&lt;br /&gt;I'd lie&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stands there, then walks away&lt;br /&gt;My God, if I could only say&lt;br /&gt;I'm holding every breath for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He'd never tell you&lt;br /&gt;But he can play guitar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I think he can see through everything &lt;u&gt;but my heart&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thought when I wake up is&lt;br /&gt;My God, he's beautiful&lt;br /&gt;So I put on my make-up&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;i&gt;pray for a &lt;u&gt;miracle&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I could tell you&lt;br /&gt;His favorite color's green&lt;br /&gt;And he loves to argue&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and it kills me&lt;br /&gt;His sister's beautiful&lt;br /&gt;He has his father's eyes&lt;br /&gt;And if you ask me if I love him...&lt;br /&gt;if &lt;i&gt;you ask me if I love him&lt;/i&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I'd lie&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;     &lt;/b&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-8932262190027073713</id><published>2008-07-30T19:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T19:27:08.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what can i say?&lt;br /&gt;just pissed.&lt;br /&gt;i can't friggin' stand it when people call me lian.&lt;br /&gt;i am not &amp;amp; i don't want to be lian.&lt;br /&gt;i don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does tucking out shirt+wearing ankle socks+having fringe considered lian?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like hello?&lt;br /&gt;i rather people call me things like 'rebellious student.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't dye my hair.&lt;br /&gt;i don't have many piercings.&lt;br /&gt;i don't fold my skirt.&lt;br /&gt;i don't shout vulgarities' like nobody's business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like that also considered lian.&lt;br /&gt;what's wrong with people nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF BEING MYSELF=LIAN.&lt;br /&gt;knock your head onto the wall manzxzx.&lt;br /&gt;i don't give a effing damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like what you want me do.&lt;br /&gt;go add some cloths to my skirt,&lt;br /&gt;go tuck my shirt in ultimately.&lt;br /&gt;go clip all my fringe up ar?&lt;br /&gt;then pat myself on the shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;heh heh, i am a guai xiao hai(;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many troubles nowadays, especially with that woman.&lt;br /&gt;germaine every morning also go toilet tie hair one ma, than that woman go tell that drink stall aunty say germaine stand outside toilet wait for her.&lt;br /&gt;;O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO LIFE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-8932262190027073713?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/8932262190027073713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=8932262190027073713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/8932262190027073713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/8932262190027073713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-can-i-say-just-pissed.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-2310967913769501632</id><published>2008-07-29T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T21:59:29.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/icons/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://gi258.photobucket.com/groups/hh273/5R91H68VVO/heart-.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M SO FRIGGIN' TIRED.&lt;br /&gt;even thought of ponning school, rahhh!&lt;br /&gt;i envy the NCC guys super loads can.&lt;br /&gt;2 days of not coming to school, so shuang luhs ;O&lt;br /&gt;for what arh. oh okay i rmb, for the what paint ball shooting or sth lidat.&lt;br /&gt;i think i at least will get one or two words right.&lt;br /&gt;but, hmmmm... no way, must ren ren ren !&lt;br /&gt;end of years is after a blink of an eye.&lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna think.&lt;br /&gt;O's too. coming really soon.&lt;br /&gt;that's why, i want him to stop thinking and caring about the problems we've got and study hard for his exam.&lt;br /&gt;its 120049834 times more important.&lt;br /&gt;alrights, me too. time to focus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;though i still play cards  :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;anw did i tell you guys cds has gotten the new cds tee? :D&lt;br /&gt;actually its not bad, but its... obscene.&lt;br /&gt;haha you know that line thingy, how to say, as in that so called 'tag' on the shirt de that line is directly following shape of the ERRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;you get it, right? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so broke, again.&lt;br /&gt;lost 18 bucks because of blackjack.&lt;br /&gt;rawrrr. i never have had any luck ;O&lt;br /&gt;when someone is down in luck, never say 'eeeeeee i lose so much'.&lt;br /&gt;cox' it will cause you much more than this.&lt;br /&gt;hah nvrmind, shall win it back tmr.&lt;br /&gt;but maybe i will lose even more. x(&lt;br /&gt;hope germaine wouldn't get it from me.&lt;br /&gt;oh&amp;amp; being banker is so damn scary.&lt;br /&gt;you either win alot or lose alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so not gambling material. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/quotes/CAITLIN12295/quotes/thrunaway.jpg?o=42" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i255.photobucket.com/albums/hh135/CAITLIN12295/quotes/thrunaway.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-2310967913769501632?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/2310967913769501632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=2310967913769501632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/2310967913769501632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/2310967913769501632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-so-friggin-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i255.photobucket.com/albums/hh135/CAITLIN12295/quotes/th_thrunaway.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570814903954821743.post-3899662360745994682</id><published>2008-07-29T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T20:58:47.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh,&amp;amp; anyway haha, ytd i was in the canteen during upper sec recess buying food :D&lt;br /&gt;then i randomly asked chelsea 'ehhh i want hug you leh can or not?'&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, then she say 'COME!' damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;den i hug her halfway go carry her up and she ran after me in the canteen like some siao zha bor.&lt;br /&gt;obviously trying to use that deadly tactnic of hers.&lt;br /&gt;what else could it be? but tickling.&lt;br /&gt;anyway i think i am a terrible human being luhs,&lt;br /&gt;i am scared of vibration, i can't stand people tickling me.&lt;br /&gt;wahhh i suck xD&lt;br /&gt;but nvrmind lahs, everyone has their own flaws.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just a lil' &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;extraodinary&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are always this different level of FRIENDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-the first level is when you see each other,&amp;amp; yupps both of you all know that both of you know each other,and then you all started smiling at each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-the second level is when you make a small conversation like 'wah what you doing?' kind of question, when you see that friend of yours and then she too,reply your lil' question and when each of your particular friend comes along, you will just follow that friend of yours and say things like 'bye' to that friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-the third level is when you all have ultimate fun together, like making teachers cry, like making teachers angry and pissed over your misbehaviour. and every now and then you will try to find ways to guailan that friend of yours,and then he/she will then guailan you back. it may sound stupid,but its like you all can have very much fun, but you all will not be counted as best friends.&lt;br /&gt;because when it comes to serious stuffs, you will not be able to bring yourself to talk to this level of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-the fourth level is when you can both play and share secrets. you know she's trustable,you know she will be able to give you constructive suggestions. you know she's the best kind of friend you can ever find. he/she will cheer you up with the small small jokes and its very amazing,cause even if it's not even funny,you know how much that person care and burst out laughing too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-the fifth level is what i call soulmates. evry slightest thing, he and she could feel it even when you are not even talking about it. fun to play with, nice to talk to,and you all have this sort of telepathy. sometimes, you even start to think, if you actually fell for him, if its a guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-the sixth level should already be predicted. yeah when you two become lovers,and begin the love journey together. but its where its most dangerous. cox' any fall,will cause both to how to say, cannot even be friends. be it the first level or what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, chelsea chin wan wen. YOU ARE AT THE FIFTH LEVEL DARLING :D&lt;br /&gt;ahahahs i so sweet right.&lt;br /&gt;ney joking :x&lt;br /&gt;but she still haven't tell me who is ______ .&lt;br /&gt;rahhhh,shall dig it out for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh,&amp;amp;anw carolyn has a suitor currently!&lt;br /&gt;woohoo!~~&lt;br /&gt;haha sorry luhs i cannot really give much comment on this cox i really am very frustrated already.&lt;br /&gt;and the feeling of being on the borderline sucks.&lt;br /&gt;so i always just 'orh' and say some random thing when you want share things with me.&lt;br /&gt;i am really really really sorry okay :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone always thought i was this cheerful and happy-go-lucky person.&lt;br /&gt;but i do have bad times too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to him: i tried everything i can already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i put in so much effort for that letter luhs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;amp;then ego me nearly threw it away until youjin snatch it away to give it to him to pass to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yet i don't feel any change or improvement in our relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wad do i feel? i feel useless. i am not angry,i am just very... gahhh kind of feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at least react a lil' what. you know small things like sending me a offline msg on msn will actually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;send me over the moon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or if you really want to close off from any connections with me, JUST DASH MY HOPE AND TELL ME YOU ARE NOT GOING TO CARE ABOUT ME EVER AGAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;telling me that you give a damn,telling me that you actually care about me,yet not reacting to me is even more cruel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it just tells me that, i still got hope, i still got hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the year is ending, and you still left me standing at the borderline.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if you are scared, that history will happen once again, i can ensure you, it will not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;why are you so demoralised just because of that once-upon-a-time failed attempt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;people who care hurts- i..... GAHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah,forget it. you,just concentrate on your studies for now. talk to me when you feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;i'm always here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-3899662360745994682?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/3899662360745994682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=3899662360745994682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/3899662360745994682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/3899662360745994682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/07/oh-anyway-haha-ytd-i-was-in-canteen.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-8424017324178804589</id><published>2008-07-28T09:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T10:03:42.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i never thought about when would the world come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;its very amusing,when i thought about the diversity of earth,of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on sunday,i was having my science tuition as usual,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;then we were discussing this and that.&lt;br /&gt;and mr tan suddenly tell us about the fact that scientist predicted that human beings will be the next population to be extinct.&lt;br /&gt;it may happen tmr,it may happen after a million years.&lt;br /&gt;who knows?&lt;br /&gt;so they will keep our dna, and start the cloning procedure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goshhhh,it sounds godamn cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;then i decided i don't wanna die of illness when i grow up.&lt;br /&gt;i want to die peacefully.&lt;br /&gt;its terrible,to be a burden to the family.&lt;br /&gt;quite random luhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its never too late to think about life:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nature is beauty,ahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;amp; should i heed youjin's advice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;maybe,yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-8424017324178804589?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/8424017324178804589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=8424017324178804589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/8424017324178804589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/8424017324178804589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-never-thought-about-when-would-world.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-1262244624159934532</id><published>2008-07-27T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T21:57:05.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i do care,you too.&lt;br /&gt;so why are we... D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;who says, i don't need you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you are so different,from all my other friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YEELING&amp;amp;YOUJIN,THE DOUBLE Ys,&lt;br /&gt;THANKS FOR CHEERING ME UP EVERY NOW AND THEN.&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU PEOPLE ALOT ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-1262244624159934532?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/1262244624159934532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=1262244624159934532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/1262244624159934532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/1262244624159934532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-do-careyou-too.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-5097499452421929505</id><published>2008-07-26T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T18:20:33.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahwell, i just got back from tampinese mall :D&lt;br /&gt;yeah,and me,youjin and ling xin went to watch my dream movie,for then at least.&lt;br /&gt;DARK KNIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;okay luhs it didn't disappoint me.&lt;br /&gt;its quite cool,but the thing is there was this two sentences in the movie that reminds me of someone.&lt;br /&gt;idk why, go watch it.&lt;br /&gt;haha and anyway,lets start off with the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeeling smsed me using her... err whatever's phone because her phone run out of money.&lt;br /&gt;and hah, happy happy!&lt;br /&gt;she's the only junior i feel,ah attached to.&lt;br /&gt;ehhh, YOU,must feel honoured alrights!:D&lt;br /&gt;okayye, that retarded serene not bad too.&lt;br /&gt;if... she stops calling me bangle breaker.&lt;br /&gt;eeeeeee. not my fault that i break xiaoxiang bangle la, i very kanjiong to take it off and i super loads of strength one then it just break lor.&lt;br /&gt;pfffffffffft!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh okay then i went to my aunty's hse which is just next block,&lt;br /&gt;sitsit,help my niece draw barney's face on her mini-whiteboard.&lt;br /&gt;ahah, children nowadays are really addicted to barney,&lt;br /&gt;lol now it reminds me of my last time de tuition teacher,mr ng.&lt;br /&gt;his son is really crazy over barney heh.&lt;br /&gt;how i miss myself getting super high bacause of teletubbies in the past.&lt;br /&gt;dipsy,lala,po! xD&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; wait,what's the other one called.&lt;br /&gt;ah kay skip that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to take bus to tampines,&lt;br /&gt;reached there at 12.50,smsed youjin ask her where is she.&lt;br /&gt;and wa lau,this unpunctual person is still AT HOME.&lt;br /&gt;uhhuh:x&lt;br /&gt;den i call her come faster wait her until like. what time ar. 1.10 ehhh.&lt;br /&gt;so i saw some cds people who just came back from moju like yinteng,audrey,vg,melanie,daniel.&lt;br /&gt;not sure about the rest.&lt;br /&gt;but didn't really bother.&lt;br /&gt;too concentrated in listening to hui dao guo qu by jay chow.&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then that UNPUNCTUAL person finally came.&lt;br /&gt;oops xD&lt;br /&gt;den we went to buy 3 tickets since lingxin is coming at 1.30.&lt;br /&gt;then i saw that sec4 guy. as in the everyday see in bus27+bus31 guy.&lt;br /&gt;hahahs. den erm. went to library to return books,&lt;br /&gt;bitched about people on our way here and there.&lt;br /&gt;eh i realised girls all bitches around.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;nvm,we are proud and open about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay then watched the movies,&lt;br /&gt;i goped youjin ice lemon tea and youjin goped my  popcorn.&lt;br /&gt;ahahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;throughout the movie,i didn't really talk.&lt;br /&gt;i was busy watching the movie,and thinking about stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then guess what the movie lasted for a whole  2 and a half hour.&lt;br /&gt;so damn long luhs, and then youjin rushed to meet deborah at bedok,&lt;br /&gt;cox they had this tuition party? &amp;amp;lingxin too, she stays at bedok ma.&lt;br /&gt;hmmmph,kena pangsehhh xD&lt;br /&gt;okay no la joking.&lt;br /&gt;then i saw shermay's and yeeling's msg which i haven't reply yet.&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY,HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY DEAR YEELING:D&lt;br /&gt;your senior loves you and i hope you all the best throughout your 4 years in ahscds.&lt;br /&gt;ahs may suck,but cds rocks like shit (:&lt;br /&gt;ahahahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh,&amp;amp;anyway GRRRR SO MANY PEOPLE WANTS W980I.&lt;br /&gt;so common liao ehhh D:&lt;br /&gt;first is serene,then now des.&lt;br /&gt;i thought i would be the only one,zzzzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;so the conclusion is. I FORBID YOU ALL TO BUY.&lt;br /&gt;lol no lurhs :D&lt;br /&gt;but nvm, it shows that my taste is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taaadaaa taadaaa.&lt;br /&gt;i hate tht PUSSY.&lt;br /&gt;its a girl,anw.&lt;br /&gt;but its so scary,i always see her on my bus too :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm starting to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;get used to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s:you can go to &lt;b&gt;her&lt;/b&gt; blog,it has her pictures,and alot somemore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;so cruel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knew, you will just forget about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-5097499452421929505?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/5097499452421929505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=5097499452421929505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/5097499452421929505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/5097499452421929505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/07/ahwell-i-just-got-back-from-tampinese.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-23946183850295893</id><published>2008-07-24T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T19:04:30.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i still feel aweful,&lt;br /&gt;because of myself,as well as someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how? to laugh it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;HAH,its still there&lt;br /&gt;HAH,yes its still there.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH, like there's a difference?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its antagonizing,&lt;br /&gt;like at a point in time i thought things would gradually get better.&lt;br /&gt;but it doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;like at a point in time i tried telling myself, maybe he's just making me upset and springing me a sweet surprise on my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;subconsciously i know,its impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;few more weeks to go.&lt;br /&gt;and i am not even the least ecstatic about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised something as i thought and thought on my way to school this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;friendship is like maintaining a flame,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;it will burn out,eventually,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;but you need the heat and light given out by it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;probably when you are in an empty room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;only when you need the flame will you know how important the flame is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;my flame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt; is on the verge of burning out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;should i just give up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;and pour water over that dying flame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;or should i just blow and blow and blow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;and let a miracle happen,if there is such.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;i kind of,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;miss my flame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-23946183850295893?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/23946183850295893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=23946183850295893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/23946183850295893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/23946183850295893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-still-feel-aweful-because-of-myselfas.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-1065873149536732517</id><published>2008-07-23T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T19:40:03.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm so happy today :D&lt;br /&gt;i'm so proud of the whitetard that keeps saying me and chelsea wabikong.&lt;br /&gt;fake,obviously xD&lt;br /&gt;yay douglas wee sheng hui got the best male costume for lower secondary woohoo^^&lt;br /&gt;so cute luhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha anyway just now something weird happened.&lt;br /&gt;so i was on my way home taking mrt.&lt;br /&gt;then i sit down luhs, then suddenly there was this old woman,&lt;br /&gt;she comes very close to me.&lt;br /&gt;than i chua tio immediately moved away.&lt;br /&gt;then she was like wad don't need be afraid of me,aunty talking to you only...&lt;br /&gt;then i say orh.&lt;br /&gt;i know very stupid luhs say orh,but what do you expect me to say to a stranger?&lt;br /&gt;then guess what she tell me.&lt;br /&gt;"girl arh,you are a girl leh. wear skirt sit must sit properly,don't open so big."&lt;br /&gt;lol then i just listen to her nag here nag there then close my gap a lil'&lt;br /&gt;eh actually not really very obscene okay,&lt;br /&gt;is she got problem la wa lau.&lt;br /&gt;then she start saying what let guy see very bu hua suan blablabla.&lt;br /&gt;then all of a sudden i sense this thing under my butt.&lt;br /&gt;eeeks,her hand.&lt;br /&gt;then reached pasir ris already mah,i super freaked out la then run away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this reminds me of chenikching,germaine and desmond.&lt;br /&gt;HAH:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay and i like today's assembly, so many songs(:&lt;br /&gt;and if you din know,rebecca loves the song xi shui chang liu xD&lt;br /&gt;must been thinking i'm such a lkk, so long ago de song.&lt;br /&gt;but the lyrics,is kind of reflective of our life.&lt;br /&gt;and i really love meaningful songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w980i,3.2 megapixels,i'm coming:D&lt;br /&gt;just wait,for another,err three months.&lt;br /&gt;end of october yay-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;jinglei insists that i changed phone super frequently.&lt;br /&gt;NO LORH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;life goes on.&lt;br /&gt;if apologising don't help.&lt;br /&gt;you may think that you're the worst guy in the world,&lt;br /&gt;you may tell me that you're lying right from the start.&lt;br /&gt;but i want to tell you,&lt;br /&gt;i believe you.&lt;br /&gt;and by doing this,i may sound super stupid,&lt;br /&gt;like you've already made your stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;if our bond is strong enough,i believe we can pull through this.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if everything has already come to an end,&lt;br /&gt;i am really really very sad to say "thanks for the memories".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rather be blindfolded,and not know anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-1065873149536732517?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/1065873149536732517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=1065873149536732517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/1065873149536732517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/1065873149536732517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-so-happy-today-d-im-so-proud-of.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-6605088549007220867</id><published>2008-07-22T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T19:25:33.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had thought that i will not be able to use computer,&lt;br /&gt;but it is already 7 and my brother isn't back home.&lt;br /&gt;erm,yeah so here i am.&lt;br /&gt;actually i am getting better already,but i went to eat a bar of chocolate that river deity gives me,&lt;br /&gt;and i've got this feeling that i'm seeking trouble.&lt;br /&gt;it sounds pretty ironic, how long could this flu last?!&lt;br /&gt;how i know,i just couldn't control myself when there is temptation here and there.&lt;br /&gt;but if you ask me to look on the bright side,&lt;br /&gt;at least now it's only the cough and sorethroat bothering me.&lt;br /&gt;no more flu:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bottom paragraph is going to sound no link,&lt;br /&gt;so sorry,only i know.&lt;br /&gt;cox most of the words are coloured in white.&lt;br /&gt;and this blog couldn't be highlighted.&lt;br /&gt;thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;yesterday i was really very disappointed,should i say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i went to apologize very sincerely,oh wait,maybe not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;but &lt;/span&gt;i really really did feel bad+sad+everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sad,i can't even make sure if you would and if you did bother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;sometimes i wonder why did i fall for you, a ordinary guy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;but you're the one who is always by my side,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;the one who makes me feel good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;unlike the rest,who always think that i am happy-go-lucky because i look jovial and stressfree&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i remembered our promise,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;s&gt;to be veryvery good friends all the way till the end of time,&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter we are in different countries,schools and environment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i used to believe but now i am not that sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;me&amp;amp;you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;you&amp;amp;me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;could i look at me like you're more than a friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;maybe not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;maybe your heart had already fluttered for a random girl that walked past you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;maybe you just treat me as a oh-w-are-BFFs kind of friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;but i don't want this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;actually i don't mind, if you start to talk to me again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seemed to be the only one that cares,&lt;br /&gt;you don't even bother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i  thought i knew you well enough,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;but man,you are really unphantomable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;just like that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST LIKE THAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;maybe the 7 months-8 months relationship will crush down just like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i can't help but feel sad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;can't help but feel emo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i can't do anything now,could i?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NVRMIND, just let nature goes its way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;maybe we just aren't fated to be lovers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;maybe we just aren't fated to be BFFs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&amp;amp;am i supposed to say 'thanks for the past memories,i will rmb you for life'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but anyway,what's the big deal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;s&gt;fuck&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-6605088549007220867?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570814903954821743.post-8564101275603443946</id><published>2008-07-21T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T18:12:05.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/image/meaningful/makei_001/meaningful%20pic/behappy.jpg?o=58 target="&gt;&lt;img src="http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii149/makei_001/meaningful%20pic/behappy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; pleaseeee.... D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-8564101275603443946?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/8564101275603443946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=8564101275603443946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/8564101275603443946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/8564101275603443946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/07/pleaseeee.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii149/makei_001/meaningful%20pic/th_behappy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570814903954821743.post-6662077177797171844</id><published>2008-07-21T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T15:47:03.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello,&amp;amp;you must be wondering why am i here again.&lt;br /&gt;blame that super idiotic weather,since morning.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i so want to sleep on my cushioning soft bed alrights!&lt;br /&gt;i happened to sleep alot recently, the latest i sleep should be ytd,&lt;br /&gt;when i decided to send peggy a birthday sms at 12,but failed,cox of my weariness.&lt;br /&gt;i think its just a few minutes to 12, and i can't even hold on.&lt;br /&gt;holy crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today i took bus to school again :D&lt;br /&gt;saw the normal two sec4s,and then this sec3 person.&lt;br /&gt;then when i alight i saw brandon korkor!&lt;br /&gt;so shocked okay ^^&lt;br /&gt;then walked up sidegate with him.&lt;br /&gt;yeah,finally found someone who take bus31 too!&lt;br /&gt;so funny lurhs, fancy us waiting at the same bus stop,we didn't even realised each other until we got off the bus.&lt;br /&gt;then after that talk talk talk,then he can hear that mine voice B-R-E-A-K you know xD&lt;br /&gt;ok i don't mean break but aiyah he can hear that mine voice is different than usual.&lt;br /&gt;weishan and co. didn't even care or realised can!&lt;br /&gt;so angry :x&lt;br /&gt;grrrr, okay luhs no la i still can talk, not hopeless that kind.&lt;br /&gt;i ran out of my strepsils, and i am too broke for more.&lt;br /&gt;shall call my dad to buy 1 big packet (:&lt;br /&gt;and that sweet is so nice okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thenthenthen reached school saw germaine by her own,&lt;br /&gt;then gradually weishan and caro come already then we play poker cards:D&lt;br /&gt;those very puny and cute ones.&lt;br /&gt;ahahahas,then okay lessons are too boring to be mentioned.&lt;br /&gt;anw we are caught by chenikching for going to canteen during class.&lt;br /&gt;2k=gone case,&lt;br /&gt;hahaahs but there are still nice people like err. me :)&lt;br /&gt;nah joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehhh i want to go home leh D:&lt;br /&gt;but really, phobia of rain already you know or now.&lt;br /&gt;and somemore so heavy.&lt;br /&gt;REALLY. frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;oops, and i really jumped and screamed today in class when the thunder roared.&lt;br /&gt;i know i am embarassing.&lt;br /&gt;shut up xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;SORRY&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-6662077177797171844?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/6662077177797171844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=6662077177797171844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/6662077177797171844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/6662077177797171844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/07/hello-must-be-wondering-why-am-i-here.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-6024212397504796090</id><published>2008-07-21T09:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T15:51:53.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in computer lab once again.&lt;br /&gt;for home econs this time:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;sorrysorrysorry,rebecca is a dumb stupid idiot who gets angry for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;but don't get angry,okay?&lt;br /&gt;smile(:&lt;br /&gt;this is the last time, i promised.&lt;br /&gt;aiyoh sorry mah,i think you look make-rebecca-angry-ish. xD&lt;br /&gt;okay nvm, actually recently i also super sian.&lt;br /&gt;i still sick leh D:&lt;br /&gt;4 days of sickness already.&lt;br /&gt;will sms you when i get back my normal mood.&lt;br /&gt;really really!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YES QINGYING,OUR TUESDAY DATE:D&lt;br /&gt;remember horhs.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahs, yeah recess now:D&lt;br /&gt;byeeees&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-6024212397504796090?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/6024212397504796090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570814903954821743.post-1454711867518933850</id><published>2008-07-19T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T16:55:16.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/image/rainbow%20love/icegliderxmeg/rainbow.jpg?o=60%20target="&gt;&lt;img src="http://i138.photobucket.com/albums/q241/icegliderxmeg/rainbow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;even when the rainbow comes crushing down on us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i suck,hardcore.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know anything,&lt;br /&gt;i find fault at the slightest things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna blog,&amp;amp; i dunno why am i here.&lt;br /&gt;okay i shall just take a quiz from friendster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.are you smiling?&lt;br /&gt;nahhhh,feeling very dulan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.when is the last time you met someone new?&lt;br /&gt;very very long ago. i think its zen, my primary school friend, 2 months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.what is irritating you now?&lt;br /&gt;idk. myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.when did you last eat pizza?&lt;br /&gt;1 month ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.do you drink beer?&lt;br /&gt;not alot,but yes i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.do you have any friends who are famous?&lt;br /&gt;i guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.are you very good at poker?&lt;br /&gt;you can say that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.what do you want?&lt;br /&gt;my running nose,sorethroat and cough to get better. &amp;amp;yeah,stop being the one who is always talking first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.are you tired?&lt;br /&gt;very.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.last spoken words you heard?&lt;br /&gt;'i going out already,take care of the house ar!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.have you ever kissed anyone named john?&lt;br /&gt;i don't even know anyone with such gl name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.what is your favourite thing in your room?&lt;br /&gt;my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.pepsi or coke?&lt;br /&gt;coke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.did you ever throw up?&lt;br /&gt;err,duh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.did you ever throw up while kissing someone?&lt;br /&gt;WHO  DOES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.do you enjoy piercings and tatoos?&lt;br /&gt;piercings yes,tatoos no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.are you restless?&lt;br /&gt;this is the only time i can use the com, so no matter what,i will use it. though i am veryvery tired and sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.is your computer a labtop?&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.are you allowed to stay up later than 11pm on a weeknight?&lt;br /&gt;yuppps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.how many friendster views  do you have?&lt;br /&gt;quitted friendster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.want to be a princess?&lt;br /&gt;not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.do you believe dreams come true?&lt;br /&gt;yeah,but reality proves me wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.last song you heard?&lt;br /&gt;bu hui fen li by guang liang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.do you like batman?&lt;br /&gt;nahhh,spiderman better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.who is in the room with you?&lt;br /&gt;no one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.what are you wearing on your feet?&lt;br /&gt;nothing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.what is your favourite pair of shoes?&lt;br /&gt;the one that i wear to school every day. four laces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.who was the last person you told you loved him/her?&lt;br /&gt;chelsea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.what was the last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;prunes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.what were you doing before this?&lt;br /&gt;listening to music,like now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31.what is the closest item which is blue now?&lt;br /&gt;my science guide book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.what messaging service do you use?&lt;br /&gt;M1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33.what is your favourite website?&lt;br /&gt;mine blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34.whose house do you go to last night?&lt;br /&gt;mine? wth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35.what do you wear more? jeans or sweatpants?&lt;br /&gt;jeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36.what is the last movie you watched?&lt;br /&gt;the stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37.what do you currently hear right now?&lt;br /&gt;kipnap my heart-click five.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38.when did you last buy a pair of pants?&lt;br /&gt;2 months ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39.when did you last take your shower?&lt;br /&gt;in the morning  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40.where's your favourite place?&lt;br /&gt;home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41.ever been to quizpop.com?&lt;br /&gt;i don't go gay-address-web.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42.where is your mom?&lt;br /&gt;working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43.where do you sleep?&lt;br /&gt;ROOM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44.where do you shop the most?&lt;br /&gt;zara and minitoons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45.where do you get the shirt you are wearing now?&lt;br /&gt;bugis street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46.coach purse or NFL game ticket?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47.where was your default picture taken?&lt;br /&gt;dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48.where did you put your background?&lt;br /&gt;photobucket?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49.are you happy with where you are?&lt;br /&gt;huh? ok i think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50.is cheating ever ok?&lt;br /&gt;PEOPLE WHO CHEATS ARE LOSERS WHO SHOULDN'T EVEN EXIST IN THIS WORLD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51.would you ever take back someone who cheated on you?&lt;br /&gt;look up. i must have been blind to even consider such a person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52.did you ever discussed about marriadge with someone?&lt;br /&gt;yes, random though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53.do you want some0ne you can't have?&lt;br /&gt;maybe, who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54.do you believe love at first sight exists?&lt;br /&gt;i believe,but it godamn sucks,it just means that guy is attracted to your looks,not what lies within you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55.do you believe in celebrating anniversaries?&lt;br /&gt;yeah quite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56.do you believe that you can change someone?&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i think i can, and its proven that i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57.would you ever consider getting engaged or married right now?&lt;br /&gt;HELLO! i am only fourteen darling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIX LASTS:&lt;br /&gt;LAST BEVERAGE:ICE LEMON TEA.&lt;br /&gt;LAST PHONECALL:PERVERT JAIRIA XD&lt;br /&gt;LAST WORD SPOKEN:ORH.&lt;br /&gt;LAST EMAIL:CHAINMAIL.&lt;br /&gt;LAST ANNOYANCE:ME,MYSELF. YES,I AM ANNOYED AT MYSELF.&lt;br /&gt;LAST TEXT MESSAGE IN YOUR SENT MESSAGES:I DON SAVE SENT MESSAGES.&lt;br /&gt;LAST MESSAGE IN YOUR INBOX:from carolyn. "hey rebecca! i just put down the phone with ______! super happy(: just sharing this with you:)!!!" (i don't say the name to protect her privacy hahahahs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIVE YOUS EVERS:&lt;br /&gt;dated someone twice?: nah.&lt;br /&gt;kissed someone &amp;amp; regretted it? truth and dare! eeeeks.&lt;br /&gt;lost someone special?:yeah.&lt;br /&gt;been depressed? obviously luhs.&lt;br /&gt;been skinny dipping? FOR WHAT MANZXZXZX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,for long last.&lt;br /&gt;oh to end off,carolyn i'm really happy for you:D&lt;br /&gt;BUT YOU BETTER NOT BE SIAN SO FAST HORHS.&lt;br /&gt;ahaahs balestian chicken rice for dinner later on, i felt better after prankcalling some random ppl.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;yay-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-1454711867518933850?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/1454711867518933850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=1454711867518933850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/1454711867518933850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/1454711867518933850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-998819651875098567</id><published>2008-07-18T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T11:27:58.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello, guess what!:D&lt;br /&gt;once again in computer lab, 2 days consequently. yay-ness.&lt;br /&gt;but the bad thing is tht i am having a flu and being exposed to aircon means i need to be prepared for a even more serious flu.&lt;br /&gt;rahhh eff the flu bug :/&lt;br /&gt;*sniffsniff*&lt;br /&gt;i want to sleep gahhh.&lt;br /&gt;and somemore there's nc koh lesson ltr.&lt;br /&gt;summary test ;O&lt;br /&gt;i'm running out of tissues,&lt;br /&gt;considering tht i had bought 2 packets of tissues in the morning and now i just borrowed 1 packet from jeffrey, my flu is kind of terrible.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i will be alright by tmr...&lt;br /&gt;okay &amp;amp; tht's what i  told myself ytd night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should have taken care of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY REALLY HAVE THE URGE TO CHOP OFF MY NOSE AND THROAT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-998819651875098567?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/998819651875098567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=998819651875098567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/998819651875098567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/998819651875098567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/07/hello-guess-whatd-once-again-in.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-5563156344141725690</id><published>2008-07-16T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T12:20:18.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello,rebecca is in the computer lab now:D&lt;br /&gt;its supposed to be art, but. SHHH :x&lt;br /&gt;actually its very very obvious,but hudd godmum don't really give a damn.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;anyway 2k have really chio mums(:&lt;br /&gt;number 1,mrs hudd.&lt;br /&gt;number 2,miss farah&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;i bet you are jealous heh.&lt;br /&gt;oh&amp;amp;just now during farah mama lesson we keep singing birthday songs for super random people.&lt;br /&gt;and then on our way to the lab we went to kacheowy miss ng by singing it to her too.&lt;br /&gt;and she laughs teaching halfway in 2dee.&lt;br /&gt;don't underestimate our abilities(:&lt;br /&gt;OH&amp;amp; for your info. irritating people just keeps peeping at what i typing.&lt;br /&gt;rahhhhhhhs.&lt;br /&gt;for first,shenghui,then menghowe,then desmond.&lt;br /&gt;CRAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh haha yesterday's concert was quite nice:D&lt;br /&gt;WAH 41DOLLARS. lucky i am not supposed to pay:p&lt;br /&gt;at first i thought its just alot of magic tricks,&lt;br /&gt;but there's still a plot,good.:D&lt;br /&gt;but then its cold siahs. hmmmmmm D:&lt;br /&gt;even when i am wearing my jacket.&lt;br /&gt;not enough blubber,teehee^^&lt;br /&gt;but its alright luhs, at least never faint of coldness.&lt;br /&gt;thenthenthen,the show interval is super long.&lt;br /&gt;20 minutes, but nvrmind, me and eddy started playing with my handphone 2player game.&lt;br /&gt;mini golf(:&lt;br /&gt;quite amazing, he won me.&lt;br /&gt;maybe cox' he chose the indianman as his player,&lt;br /&gt;ok fine i chose it for him xD&lt;br /&gt;but we are really pathetic,last two.&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe i suck this much.&lt;br /&gt;normally i at least will rank 2nd.&lt;br /&gt;conclusion is- he cursed me. gahhh,ok joking.&lt;br /&gt;then i think the show ended at 11 ar?&lt;br /&gt;and him,BEING SO NICE. (sense my sarcasm?)&lt;br /&gt;sent me to the bus stop and see me get up to my bus before going to take his bus.&lt;br /&gt;we wanted to take photo,but. my damn bus came and our picture turns out distorted,&lt;br /&gt;somehow.&lt;br /&gt;lol, then lucky both of us never miss the last bus.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i was so hungry.&lt;br /&gt;but awhile after reaching home i went to sleep already :x&lt;br /&gt;tired mah.&lt;br /&gt;yeah and woke up at 5:D&lt;br /&gt;then went to school lorhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;STOP SAYING MY FACE ROUND D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;ISMALINA MAMA IS MY CHIOCHIO GODMUM(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-5563156344141725690?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570814903954821743.post-7216449749193317682</id><published>2008-07-14T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T14:17:10.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_X9MHu88DMAo/SHxA3SD9Y_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Aj9_PSeJ6gU/s1600-h/Alone-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_X9MHu88DMAo/SHxA3SD9Y_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Aj9_PSeJ6gU/s320/Alone-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223120986328359922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i am getting super hooked on jay chow's music.&lt;br /&gt;its just so,melodious when i felt emo &amp;amp; everything.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how to explain,it just... sorts of says out aloud what i am thinking.&lt;br /&gt;not as in i don't like it when i'm happy or what,&lt;br /&gt;cox' normally i like to listen to english music more mah,&lt;br /&gt;but when i am emo it is too high and i, don't like it.&lt;br /&gt;yeah so jay's the alternative:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know some JJ fan don't like jay chow alot. ahahahs.&lt;br /&gt;right,PANDA? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway last night i watched miss universe!&lt;br /&gt;half-way,i mean,&lt;br /&gt;gahhh how to say :O&lt;br /&gt;ok i mean the last half,because i have dumbdumb tuition which i nearly forgotten about :p&lt;br /&gt;until 15 minutes before it started.&lt;br /&gt;i asked my sister 'eh? wait TODAY WHAT DAY'&lt;br /&gt;then she was like 'monday la, eh want go compass walkwalk not?'&lt;br /&gt;then i stunned awhile then say 'WAD! compass your head la i got tuition!!!'&lt;br /&gt;then quickly go changed and packed my bag.&lt;br /&gt;in like 8 minutes i am off flagging for the taxi.&lt;br /&gt;but luckily luck was on my side,&lt;br /&gt;just when i am looking at the time desperately,i saw this cab and ran to it LOL.&lt;br /&gt;and the uncle was like 'girl ar,so late already cannot run so fast. later darkdark fall down...'&lt;br /&gt;then i started laughing damn hard.&lt;br /&gt;taxi-drivers nowadays are getting super entertaining :x&lt;br /&gt;ok ok back to the show(:&lt;br /&gt;when i turned on the tv it was the bikini modelling part already,&lt;br /&gt;ahahs the long awaited one xD&lt;br /&gt;okay wait, i didn't even waited,hahahs!&lt;br /&gt;then nothing climaxing until i saw the model from australia!:D&lt;br /&gt;she's chio k, hmmmm don't think you all will believe me D:&lt;br /&gt;nvrmind nvrmind,then eddy was so into the mexico one.&lt;br /&gt;i don't care,my australia is the best ^^&lt;br /&gt;although,she didn't get into top5.&lt;br /&gt;but i think is the judges pajiao okay!&lt;br /&gt;how can the russia one... russia one... get into top 5?!~&lt;br /&gt;I AM SUPER ANGRY AT HER.&lt;br /&gt;rahhhh arghhhh urghhhh :/&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;right i was like thinking,ok nvrmind my australia one out right,now i support the mexico one.&lt;br /&gt;cox srsly,she looks quite wild and pretty(:&lt;br /&gt;then what you know?&lt;br /&gt;THAT RUSSIA ONE GETS 4TH,AND SHE,5TH.&lt;br /&gt;shitzxzxzx,so disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;but well, everyone has their own point of view..&lt;br /&gt;to each its own(:&lt;br /&gt;so australia is still the champion in my heart. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah okay nothing special anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going for a magic show concert tonight^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-7216449749193317682?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/7216449749193317682/comments/default' title='Post 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stripes..&lt;br /&gt;holy crap,we look like RENYAO.&lt;br /&gt;make up till we look super red,the blusher is,horrendous.&lt;br /&gt;but afterall its fun:D&lt;br /&gt;with a bunch of zilian batch mate,lols.&lt;br /&gt;i guess things are getting much better:D&lt;br /&gt;at least they know better than to mention all those not-related-to-us-four-stuffs in front of us(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;has not been blogging much recently,&lt;br /&gt;its no longer updated everyday,&lt;br /&gt;so readers i guess you should just check this blog out every 3 day or so,&lt;br /&gt;cox' its really tough for me to even get a chance to use the computer.&lt;br /&gt;nahhh actually its quite sad,i've had this new labtop but it doesn't seem to be able to connect to the internet.&lt;br /&gt;rahhhh~&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;i'm lazy to even go to the macdonald to use their free internet connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh&amp;amp;anyway i've already done my five stations napfa,&lt;br /&gt;quite crap,shame to say.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just not in that condition,wanted to skip PE that day at first,&lt;br /&gt;but ahwells.&lt;br /&gt;yes the-every-month-girls'-thing is the main reason.&lt;br /&gt;but rebecca is also lazy to stay back another day for a retest,so just go for it and end up getting super qianbian results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sit-ups,38.&lt;br /&gt;standing broad jump,162.&lt;br /&gt;sit&amp;amp;reach,38.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh,and i just realised 2 other stations will be done next week.&lt;br /&gt;so i was kinda disappointed,other than sit&amp;amp;reach,&lt;br /&gt;considering the fact tht i had gotten only 29cm for that last year.&lt;br /&gt;my bone are super hard and i really can't stretch.&lt;br /&gt;seeing how people gets to 50+,i felt like a total loser lol.&lt;br /&gt;yeah,so increase by 9cm,i am pretty glad(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest, gahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;i so wanna kill myself.&lt;br /&gt;last year my standing broad jump was 190cm, this year ._______.&lt;br /&gt;its a REALLYREALLY GREAT DROP.&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;awwwww.&lt;br /&gt;and i normally can do like 50situps in a minute,&lt;br /&gt;but now 38.&lt;br /&gt;aiyoh this sucks hardcore manzxzxzx.&lt;br /&gt;if only, i have one more chance.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i blend in with the retest group?&lt;br /&gt;lets see:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahs,so yesterday was a saturday.&lt;br /&gt;the day where i got entire 24 hours to do almost nothing.&lt;br /&gt;LOLs!&lt;br /&gt;i woke up at 12pm,&lt;br /&gt;use the computer for veryvery long,&lt;br /&gt;because of the profile thingum and then started replying someone.&lt;br /&gt;hahahs someone likes the name someone.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;in the evening brian suddenly call me you know.&lt;br /&gt;and guess what? he says sorry for speaking so hornily to me last week!~&lt;br /&gt;finally that idiot knows how to say SORRY.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;then after i hang up he messaged me 'But can we still talk horny?'&lt;br /&gt;super idiotic leh walau!&lt;br /&gt;then heckcare lorhs,&lt;br /&gt;then teased someone alot about *ahem.&lt;br /&gt;thenthenthen slept at 3.30 last night,&lt;br /&gt;but weird to say,not the least tired.&lt;br /&gt;okay okay then this morning wake up at 6.45,&lt;br /&gt;watched tv for awhile and then go to tuition;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;now blogging lorhs.&lt;br /&gt;okay got to go, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-515774024300493289?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/515774024300493289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=515774024300493289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570814903954821743.post-7255949745630778208</id><published>2008-07-09T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T20:23:39.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've just edited my profile, but will add some other things on next time.&lt;br /&gt;kind of screwed,but nvm.&lt;br /&gt;its still nice,i think&lt;br /&gt;and i decided to delete my music part cox' i decided i will share different music everyday according to my mood (:&lt;br /&gt;hahahs so enjoy my space!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; yeah, gonna add more people in my linklist veh soon.&lt;br /&gt;wait people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm sorry, for being paranoid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but i am kind of glad,you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-7255949745630778208?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/7255949745630778208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=7255949745630778208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/7255949745630778208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/7255949745630778208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/07/ive-just-edited-my-profile-but-will-add.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-7431542605644429008</id><published>2008-07-09T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T12:03:49.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_X9MHu88DMAo/SHQwiGH1kDI/AAAAAAAAADs/xuoqkt2bOMQ/s1600-h/empty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_X9MHu88DMAo/SHQwiGH1kDI/AAAAAAAAADs/xuoqkt2bOMQ/s320/empty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220851230346416178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/sEnPQEGZe5/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/sEnPQEGZe5/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/lewiscat/music/n-e75e6C/leona_lewis_bleeding_love/"&gt;Bleeding Love - Leona Lewis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Closed off from love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I didn’t need the pain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Once or twice was enough &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And it was all in vain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Time starts to pass &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Before you know it you’re frozen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But something happened &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For the very first time with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My heart melted to the ground &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Found something true &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And everyone’s looking round &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thinking I’m going crazy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I don’t care what they say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I’m in love with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They try to pull me away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But they don’t know the truth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My heart’s crippled by the vein &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That I keep on closing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You cut me open and I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Keep bleeding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Keep, keep bleeding love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I keep bleeding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I keep, keep bleeding love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Keep bleeding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Keep, keep bleeding love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You cut me open &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Trying hard not to hear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But they talk so loud &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Their piercing sounds fill my ears &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Try to fill me with doubt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yet I know that the goal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is to keep me from falling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But nothing’s greater &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Than the rush that comes with your embrace &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And in this world of loneliness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I see your face &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yet everyone around me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thinks that I’m going crazy, maybe, maybe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I don’t care what they say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I’m in love with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They try to pull me away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But they don’t know the truth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My heart’s crippled by the vein &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That I keep on closing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You cut me open and I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Keep bleeding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Keep, keep bleeding love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I keep bleeding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I keep, keep bleeding love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Keep bleeding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Keep, keep (keep) bleeding love (love)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You cut me open &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And it’s draining all of me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh they find it hard to believe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I’ll be wearing these scars &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For everyone to see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don’t care what they say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I’m in love with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They try to pull me away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But they don’t know the truth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My heart’s crippled by the vein &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That I keep on closing (ooh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You cut me open and I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Keep bleeding (ah ah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Keep, keep bleeding love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I keep bleeding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I keep, keep bleeding love (ooh ooh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Keep bleeding (oh ooh ooh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Keep, keep bleeding love (love)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Oh) you cut me open and I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Keep bleeding (ah ah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Keep, keep bleeding love (yeah ah yeah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I keep bleeding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I keep, keep bleeding love (oh, I keep bleeding love)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Keep bleeding (I keep)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Keep, keep bleeding love (oh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You cut me open and I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Keep bleeding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Keep, keep bleeding love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so i went to see the doctor today,&lt;br /&gt;regarding my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;he asked 'did you eat anything unhygenic recently?'&lt;br /&gt;i said i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;and he just gave me some form of medicine.&lt;br /&gt;but hell! the not-uncomfortable effect only last like 1 hour like that.&lt;br /&gt;should have stuck to my usual clinic, raffles medical centre. D:&lt;br /&gt;but its loads more expensive than this 10 dollar uuloo clinic.&lt;br /&gt;ahwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but alright, not as bad as yesterday(:&lt;br /&gt;BUT, its still churning and churning and churning,but like at slower speed.&lt;br /&gt;oh,and i puked in the morning,when i didn't even eat anything.&lt;br /&gt;amazing ?&lt;br /&gt;okay maybe its overnight food.&lt;br /&gt;eee, why is it not digested yet,lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday night was sort of persuading chelsea to not go school with me.&lt;br /&gt;yeah it turns out useless, she still insists on going to school.&lt;br /&gt;saying what her mother don't allow.&lt;br /&gt;actually she can come my house stay until school over then go home marrhs.&lt;br /&gt;dumb chin:/&lt;br /&gt;and somemore she sick her mother don't give her rest more.&lt;br /&gt;quite terrible ehhhs.&lt;br /&gt;hope she's fine in school now.&lt;br /&gt;actually shouldn't worry about her luhs,there's still caro and all to take care of her.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;oh that reminds me, there is temperature taking exercise today.&lt;br /&gt;phew. i don't need to go for it.&lt;br /&gt;i really hated exercise like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;hey, i still don't have the timetable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-7431542605644429008?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/7431542605644429008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=7431542605644429008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/7431542605644429008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/7431542605644429008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/07/bleeding-love-leona-lewis-closed-off.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_X9MHu88DMAo/SHQwiGH1kDI/AAAAAAAAADs/xuoqkt2bOMQ/s72-c/empty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570814903954821743.post-8315965240189071729</id><published>2008-07-08T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T21:06:37.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_X9MHu88DMAo/SHNdFxNU6RI/AAAAAAAAADk/Tg9AfpAAVXc/s1600-h/haha-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_X9MHu88DMAo/SHNdFxNU6RI/AAAAAAAAADk/Tg9AfpAAVXc/s320/haha-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220618746742499602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/w4mBg_ZVEI/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/w4mBg_ZVEI/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/infusion/music/x14GBo4m/norah_jones_dont_know_why/"&gt;Dont Know Why - Norah Jones&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I waited 'til I saw the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't know why I didn't come&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;I left you by the house of fun &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't know why I didn't come &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't know why I didn't come &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;When I saw the break of day &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;I wished that I could fly away &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;Instead of kneeling in the sand &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;Catching &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;teardrops&lt;/span&gt; in my hand &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;My &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;heart&lt;/span&gt; is drenched in wine &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;But you'll be on my mind &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;Forever &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;Out across the endless &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;sea&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;I would die in ecstasy &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;But I'll be a bag of bones &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;Driving down the road along &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;My &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;heart&lt;/span&gt; is drenched in wine &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;But you'll be on my mind &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;Forever &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;Something has to make you run &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't know why I didn't come &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I feel as empty as a &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;drum &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't know why I didn't come &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't know why I didn't come &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't know why I didn't come&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&amp;amp;if you ask me when did &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;that&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; started, i will tell you i don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello. (:&lt;br /&gt;my tummy hurts, from morning till now.&lt;br /&gt;gahhhh, and i still gobbled a piece of kfc chicken down for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;am i seeking trouble? ;O&lt;br /&gt;the feeling is like ---- something just keeps churning within my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;and no one cares, or is it, hey no one is at home.&lt;br /&gt;and my dear chelsea is running a fever,&lt;br /&gt;hope she is okay now{:&lt;br /&gt;whee~~ we're on the same boat babe! :D&lt;br /&gt;the feeling of being sick, is really,horrendous.&lt;br /&gt;like. someone stirring your intestines like it were some soup ingredient which has to be mixed thoroughly.&lt;br /&gt;+gross out+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no medicine,&lt;br /&gt;not anything to make me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;to make things worst, NO ONE IS TALKING TO ME.&lt;br /&gt;no wait, at least lydia was.&lt;br /&gt;and i was the one who stopped chatting because i'm too tired.&lt;br /&gt;oh,and jeffrey just smsed me to ask me what homework is there .____.&lt;br /&gt;ooh and that reminds me of malay lesson where me and him were guailaning each other,&lt;br /&gt;and chelsea chin just keeps laughing like there's no tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;tsktsk :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss cheong didn't come to our class today,&lt;br /&gt;she went 2L..&lt;br /&gt;damn lucky,cause she's so gonna screw us.&lt;br /&gt;lots of textbooks on the floors,loads of litters decorating the groud ? :D&lt;br /&gt;oh&amp;amp; if you didn't know, sweets were all around too,&lt;br /&gt;thanks to the hacker in our class,&lt;br /&gt;aka ... alex!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+diaoded+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haishh, why am i sounding so high when i can't even type properly?&lt;br /&gt;considering that every sentences of mine will always contain at least 5 mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;and time is wasted correcting them.&lt;br /&gt;and that once again let me recall about the book,&lt;br /&gt;zuo he ah ma, ok i didn't even study a shit.&lt;br /&gt;but the morals learnt are quite... i must say, meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;there's this sentence that goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what poor people can do is to smile, because when they smile people will think that they are happy and 'rich'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i know it may sound kind of out-of-link to you,&lt;br /&gt;but at least it does,to me :D&lt;br /&gt;hooray ? -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhhuh, i need the toilet now.&lt;br /&gt;rarhhhhs~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maybe i was wrong,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but i don't like the feeling that i am irritating someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-8315965240189071729?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/8315965240189071729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=8315965240189071729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/8315965240189071729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/8315965240189071729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/07/because-i-am-girl-kiss-bobo-chan-jill.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_X9MHu88DMAo/SHNdFxNU6RI/AAAAAAAAADk/Tg9AfpAAVXc/s72-c/haha-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570814903954821743.post-5999272937800934869</id><published>2008-07-07T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T17:06:26.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh oh &amp;amp; oh,&lt;br /&gt;i realised i haven't told you all about the 'ever-so-serious' girls' talk on friday .___.&lt;br /&gt;lol its frigging funneh,rofl!&lt;br /&gt;at first thought its going to be another no-make-up-because-it-damages-your-skin talk because of what happened recently,&lt;br /&gt;but then again we were also scared there will be some kind of attire check.&lt;br /&gt;please lurhs, who won't be scared when the mrs lim(?) went like 'all sec1-sec4 girls,please stay back'&lt;br /&gt;and immediately looked around,wah siol everyone trying to pin their longlong window-fringe up.&lt;br /&gt;actually mine aren't horrendous luhs:D&lt;br /&gt;and somemore stand beside germaine feel so guaikia &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;like.&lt;br /&gt;seeeeee, my skirt so much longer than hers (:&lt;br /&gt;seeeeee,my fringe isn't covering half of mine face. (:&lt;br /&gt;seeeeee,my socks can be seen (:&lt;br /&gt;lol!&lt;br /&gt;but everything turned out to be a scam anyway .__.&lt;br /&gt;okay the most funny part is when this sec three guy is being shoo-ed out of the hall.&lt;br /&gt;hehhehs-&lt;br /&gt;okay well it was this talk about,&lt;br /&gt;about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pre-warning, don't be too disgusted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay taadaa some girls stuffing used sanitary pads in between pipes.&lt;br /&gt;EEEEEEEEEEW, which kind of gross person will do this lurhs.&lt;br /&gt;for goodness sake!&lt;br /&gt;but its kind of, amusing.&lt;br /&gt;teehee:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then guess what after the talk, after school,i went to check HOW TO EVEN STUFF IT IN BETWEEN PIPES.&lt;br /&gt;nah, i didn't go try it,i just went to look for pipes.&lt;br /&gt;but really really! i couldn't even find it.&lt;br /&gt;ahahahas,i guess that girl must have been really observant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.______________________________________.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-5999272937800934869?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/5999272937800934869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=5999272937800934869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/5999272937800934869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/5999272937800934869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/07/oh-oh-oh-i-realised-i-havent-told-you.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-2868708143757233992</id><published>2008-07-07T10:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T10:39:28.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(:&lt;br /&gt;{:&lt;br /&gt;aiyoh i feel very happy the minute i woke up this morning you know? why?&lt;br /&gt;lols teehee:D I ALSO DUNNO.&lt;br /&gt;bet you want to bash me up really up this moment.&lt;br /&gt;so i woke up at 7.30 am this morning,&lt;br /&gt;yeah i am an early bird:D&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; thenthenthen, idk what to do.&lt;br /&gt;no messages yet D:&lt;br /&gt;sure still sleeping one!&lt;br /&gt;and thenn i went to grab my bag,&lt;br /&gt;and guess what frigging shit i did :x&lt;br /&gt;ahahahs i went to revise my tuition work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+applauds+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the flame burn out fairly quickly,&lt;br /&gt;after a short while i gave up and lye on the bed once again.&lt;br /&gt;heh, fyi, i always does work on my bed, so that's somewhat the reason why i always end up falling asleep xp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;here i am,using the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;music,music,music ;O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blog,blog,blog;O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really glad my brother and sister all isn't at home x)&lt;br /&gt;ytd and the day before never even use computer.&lt;br /&gt;and i decided to heckcare about brian hornhorn.&lt;br /&gt;he's super horny, i wanna die manzxzxzx,&lt;br /&gt;he goes around saying he wanna fuck people.&lt;br /&gt;crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+DAO HIM+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he has got a hugehuge problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;we are holding on but we aren't moving on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-2868708143757233992?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/2868708143757233992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=2868708143757233992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/2868708143757233992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/2868708143757233992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/07/aiyoh-i-feel-very-happy-minute-i-woke.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-8860136064258455010</id><published>2008-07-05T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T16:06:24.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>decided to gave up on my earhole.&lt;br /&gt;constant attention to things like that just aren't me .___.&lt;br /&gt;although lots of people say i look prettier with earstud on my ear than it being empty ... D:&lt;br /&gt;butbutbut,awww i can't do everything just for others to see yeah:D&lt;br /&gt;yes,rebecca decided to forget about the bloody ear, as in... SERIOUSLY BLOODY THAT KIND.&lt;br /&gt;pfffffft :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm,so...(:&lt;br /&gt;today went to make up lesson, shall upload the photos next time!&lt;br /&gt;ehhh some of us looks chio okay :D&lt;br /&gt;despite aaron ruining our image because of his gay-ness.&lt;br /&gt;eeeeeeeew, and after the lesson he still insists on not washing the make-upS away.&lt;br /&gt;so proud of himself yeah&lt;br /&gt;somemore go tm with that face of his.&lt;br /&gt;NO SENSE OF SHAME is the word to describe him lol.&lt;br /&gt;at least the rest wiped away a lil',at least.&lt;br /&gt;whee, i rubbed everything away except for eyeliner,&lt;br /&gt;its kinda tough to wipe away,&lt;br /&gt;and loads of people keep on saying i still have my make up on.&lt;br /&gt;and in the mrt station right,two military guy just randomly saw aaron and was like 'WAH,MAKE UP SIAH'&lt;br /&gt;me and hiusheung started laughing like peng.&lt;br /&gt;ahahahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makeup lesson was funfunfun(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;BE MORE EFFICIENT LEH :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-8860136064258455010?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/8860136064258455010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=8860136064258455010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/8860136064258455010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/8860136064258455010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/07/decided-to-gave-up-on-my-earhole.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-1411329363178358381</id><published>2008-07-03T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T17:49:26.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello hello hello!&lt;br /&gt;heh for now i am not scared of my brother coming back home anymore,&lt;br /&gt;here i am in my cousin's house using computer:D&lt;br /&gt;tht's the advantage of relatives living near one another.&lt;br /&gt;dottily cool okays,like. walk this block reach one relative house,walk the other direction another person's house.&lt;br /&gt;and what's surprising is that okay there is 3 siblings in this my-cousin-family,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;everyone of them has their own labtop.&lt;br /&gt;super cool,i love to live their life(:&lt;br /&gt;or perhaps i should be satisfied with my own life&lt;br /&gt;and after taking a small walk around the house,i realised that my niece is really lucky,&lt;br /&gt;guess what she's only 3 and all the shoes she's wearing are branded stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;but yeah,anyway i don't think money is everything;O&lt;br /&gt;recently i started wondering how would my future life be.&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;br /&gt;but kind of blank.&lt;br /&gt;D:''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh&amp;amp; i blardy don't understand how this frigging school works.&lt;br /&gt;alot of times i regretted entering this place when i lived so far away,but thinking of all those friends i have gotten,i still feel that i wouldn't be able to bring myself to leave this school.&lt;br /&gt;but i really can't stand the higher authority's people, wouldn't name who.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i think i shouldn't say the whole incident too,cause i am afraid this will get both me and the friend of mine in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;but i will say the main point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the old hag told my friend &lt;strong&gt;'PEOPLE WHO GOES FOR TUITION HAS NO CHARACTER'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COME ON, 93% of singapore students goes for tuition.&lt;br /&gt;does that show that we have no character?&lt;br /&gt;zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. i really got the urge to write a petition :x&lt;br /&gt;and somemore remember the week before the holiday ends,we have to go back to school already?&lt;br /&gt;actually its illegal you know,our school aren't independant, they have no right to take away our time&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;gahhhhhhhhhh ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+restrict myself+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh kayyy so ytd night i slept at 2.40 lidat,&lt;br /&gt;talk to a person who i have never talked to for very long.&lt;br /&gt;haha its kind of amazing you know,&lt;br /&gt;usually after a long period of time never talk i normally will like dunno what to talk about,&lt;br /&gt;but hell! we've got lots to talk about :D&lt;br /&gt;*grins*&lt;br /&gt;ahahahs sososo glad xp&lt;br /&gt;and now, i think we even more close than the past.(:&lt;br /&gt;last time keep so much secret dunno for what heh.&lt;br /&gt;one word: HAPPY{:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then then then,&lt;br /&gt;lets see....... MIND BLACKOUT AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;wa lau i have some problems manzxzxzx.&lt;br /&gt;oh,&amp;amp; aftr how carolyn talks about the mindchamps,&lt;br /&gt;i sort of feel like going luhs.&lt;br /&gt;but heard that the whole course is 4000 plus...&lt;br /&gt;already feel so bad about my 800 dollars tuition le,&lt;br /&gt;if i were to join this again,i bet i would die of guiltiness xD&lt;br /&gt;but i want i want i want!&lt;br /&gt;nvrmind,its alright[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it really really doesn't feel like school had started,&lt;br /&gt;i am still dreamy and weared out, awwww.&lt;br /&gt;still cannot accept the fact that i will need to start being a guaikia and listen in class already.&lt;br /&gt;yeah i know some people might react like 'wah you guai pigs fly ar'&lt;br /&gt;BELIEVE IN ME.&lt;br /&gt;seeing how determined ed-edd-eddy is,i shall work hard too:D&lt;br /&gt;it has been long since i felt proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;i want that feeling back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go rebecca:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes yes gogogo(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am beginning to feel like i have the ability to do the impossible&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-1411329363178358381?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/1411329363178358381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=1411329363178358381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/1411329363178358381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/1411329363178358381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/07/hello-hello-hello-heh-for-now-i-am-not.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-6722602934338377483</id><published>2008-07-01T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T16:19:30.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oops,today i felt ultimately stupid :x&lt;br /&gt;'shalalala~~~ shalalala in the morning!'&lt;br /&gt;yeah,today because of chinchin's influence,i had sang alot.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;stupid pal i've gotten, ahahs:D&lt;br /&gt;no luhs i still love her.&lt;br /&gt;cause why? cause she chio ;O&lt;br /&gt;if not i sure abandon her and run away ^^&lt;br /&gt;woah,she's just right behind me.&lt;br /&gt;trying to tickle me like wtf ._______.&lt;br /&gt;this is what i mean by childish[:&lt;br /&gt;and now she's in the kitchen trying to cook roti prata,&lt;br /&gt;i CERTAINLY hope its edible.&lt;br /&gt;gosh, i make it sound like we are lesbians.&lt;br /&gt;nah we ain't ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh &amp;amp; oh, i just realised what does LMAO means xD&lt;br /&gt;lag but whatever (:&lt;br /&gt;at least now i know mahs.&lt;br /&gt;ok for those who still didn't know,&lt;br /&gt;L-laugh&lt;br /&gt;M-my&lt;br /&gt;A-ass&lt;br /&gt;O-off&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't like short forms D:&lt;br /&gt;but, no harm learning a few.&lt;br /&gt;oh,and there is still LOL,&lt;br /&gt;which means laugh out loud,&lt;br /&gt;and ROFL,&lt;br /&gt;which means roll on floor laughing(:&lt;br /&gt;hahahs and i am supposed to think of way to shock elon,my junior who lives here,edelweiss park.&lt;br /&gt;w000ts &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;evil evil evil,argh whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't know what to say liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinchin irritated my tuition friend on msn :p&lt;br /&gt;bad bad ;o&lt;br /&gt;she thinks its funny.&lt;br /&gt;GREAT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-6722602934338377483?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/6722602934338377483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=6722602934338377483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/6722602934338377483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/6722602934338377483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/07/oopstoday-i-felt-ultimately-stupid-x.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-3463713795586116425</id><published>2008-06-30T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T17:18:53.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_X9MHu88DMAo/SGikszdZdZI/AAAAAAAAADc/cZbJ4dDEle0/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217601257943430546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_X9MHu88DMAo/SGikszdZdZI/AAAAAAAAADc/cZbJ4dDEle0/s320/Image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; random sea,random sky(: yeah so i randomly saw this in the 'my pictures' part&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_X9MHu88DMAo/SGikM6IpDNI/AAAAAAAAADU/erEwNw5HxQo/s1600-h/29062008300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217600709979606226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_X9MHu88DMAo/SGikM6IpDNI/AAAAAAAAADU/erEwNw5HxQo/s320/29062008300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yesterday's desert(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't really know what should i post...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't like to talk? really?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is the typical reply i tell almost every guy who messages me recently xp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;girls are different, they are of top priority heh :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my girls ma ^^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;of course must reply my darlings luhs(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;nah actually not really luhs,i desperately want SOMEONE to get his phone back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha eh someone,you know who are you right xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmmmmm... so now what ?(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel like eating fishball leh, like all of a sudden!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh&amp;amp; i just came back home from macs. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;kind of leng chang... D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;+surf blog first (:+&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it must have been kind of random,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;if i say recently i have started loving writing,be it blogging,or penning down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;they are just different mediums to express my thoughts,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i no longer need to suppress everything(although that's the safest way)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;:]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i like the fact that i am growing up,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i like to know that i am going to be fourteen in around 1 month and 10 days !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't need you guys to give me presents,i just need to know that you all actually care about me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahs just like how i owe a list of people birthday presents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just hated shopping for gifts,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;clothes and accessories are those that grabbed my gaze argh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i need to control myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;just ytd alone..... *faints*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;or maybe i should cry x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am happy, i didn't cry today like the past few days,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i hope i could stay like this,forever:x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;today is great,in a way or another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the sky is beautiful, so is my mood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;how foolish am i, i could have just take a look at the sky when i felt down and grey,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am kind of certain i would have felt much better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;just like this afternoon, i sat alone at the void deck,staring at the clouds,the cutecute lil' clouds,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;time seemed to have passed super fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 hour,just like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i don't think its a waste of time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't know,either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;running out of things to say +.+&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh,&amp;amp; chelsea says SENGKANG LOOKS LIKE A SMALL TOWN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm proud to say,I LIVE HERE :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-3463713795586116425?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/3463713795586116425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=3463713795586116425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/3463713795586116425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/3463713795586116425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/06/random-searandom-sky-yeah-so-i-randomly.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_X9MHu88DMAo/SGikszdZdZI/AAAAAAAAADc/cZbJ4dDEle0/s72-c/Image014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570814903954821743.post-1297096640123090278</id><published>2008-06-29T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T22:18:58.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_X9MHu88DMAo/SGeVu6CBx7I/AAAAAAAAAC8/Y_q6k3RKZ4M/s1600-h/DSC00067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_X9MHu88DMAo/SGeVu6CBx7I/AAAAAAAAAC8/Y_q6k3RKZ4M/s320/DSC00067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217303326416291762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_X9MHu88DMAo/SGeWlkg9K9I/AAAAAAAAADE/CHqz9l_H2n0/s1600-h/29062008296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_X9MHu88DMAo/SGeWlkg9K9I/AAAAAAAAADE/CHqz9l_H2n0/s320/29062008296.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217304265533238226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_X9MHu88DMAo/SGeY0bp7sUI/AAAAAAAAADM/9-GoqIN8VVo/s1600-h/29062008308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_X9MHu88DMAo/SGeY0bp7sUI/AAAAAAAAADM/9-GoqIN8VVo/s320/29062008308.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217306719876264258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh &amp;amp; so two choir guys just talked to me and told me max and eugenia stead.&lt;br /&gt;congrats?&lt;br /&gt;hahahs its weird to have some random person talking to you suddenly. hahahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and yeah i am back earthlings(:&lt;br /&gt;back from the cremation process,back from my enjoyment.&lt;br /&gt;i guess [:&lt;br /&gt;my mother has not came back home from the place for 5 days,&lt;br /&gt;and today she is bad,to relieve my house from all those dumps of rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;so many people had tried to encourage me,so i am not gonna let those who care down!&lt;br /&gt;don't worry,be happy:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaahs then after all then me,my sisters went to enjoy(:&lt;br /&gt;eat buy eat buy, zilianed alot.&lt;br /&gt;guess i will just show you guys some pictures!!!:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-1297096640123090278?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/1297096640123090278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=1297096640123090278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/1297096640123090278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/1297096640123090278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/06/oh-so-two-choir-guys-just-talked-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_X9MHu88DMAo/SGeVu6CBx7I/AAAAAAAAAC8/Y_q6k3RKZ4M/s72-c/DSC00067.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570814903954821743.post-5234994389683957767</id><published>2008-06-29T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T17:25:24.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ouh, i finally got the courage to pierce my ear:D&lt;br /&gt;ahahs,after sadness comes happiness yeah.&lt;br /&gt;it might sound weird,BUT GOOD LUCK TO MYSELF(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-5234994389683957767?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/5234994389683957767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=5234994389683957767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/5234994389683957767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/5234994389683957767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/06/ouh-i-finally-got-courage-to-pierce-my.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-6638535824562503964</id><published>2008-06-26T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T17:03:00.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&amp;amp;i am happy to know that you still care,really(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that it is time for my grandpa to move on,&lt;br /&gt;i reckon it is good for him as well.&lt;br /&gt;yes it came abruptly, to the point that i actually can't feel anything at that point of time.&lt;br /&gt;it must have been tough,to live in loneliness and be almost nothing but a 'burden' which he calls himself.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was the wake,i rushed there,after my cca.&lt;br /&gt;actually not really luhs,we got released at around 5.30 and then me,youjin and claudia went to the swing and talk and emo.&lt;br /&gt;srsly,this is the ultimate TRUE-EST conversation i had ever,i mean EVER had.&lt;br /&gt;its supposed to be a secret, bu neng shuo de mimi! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE HATE FAKE PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE SUCH A LIARRRR.&lt;br /&gt;L&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;R&lt;br /&gt;-liar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so back to yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;i think i was super pissed.&lt;br /&gt;as in really very,very really PISSED.&lt;br /&gt;yeah and after me,youjin,lyndsey and claudia finished talking in the canteen we went to take our bag and leave very quietly without saying bye or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;so, BLUR ME LEFT MY WALLET IN THE PAS XD&lt;br /&gt;and guess what,i realised i lost it at around 7 when me and claudia was walking downhill.&lt;br /&gt;so i waited for vigi they all to pass it to me at 7.50 like that.&lt;br /&gt;then completely chiong to the yeah, that place. dunno call what.&lt;br /&gt;the place where the wake is held.&lt;br /&gt;the part where we got to look into the coffin is super scary,&lt;br /&gt;handsome he is, my grandpa died with a smile in his face(:&lt;br /&gt;i started missing him, missing his super deep and rough voice,missing everything about him.&lt;br /&gt;i don't mean to cry. or rather i was determined to not cry even before i went to school.&lt;br /&gt;but its kind of intolerable and even my younger sister,whom had never really talked to my ahgong,burst into tears.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;nah i am okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just that recently loads of stuffs happened.&lt;br /&gt;as in just in this 2 days, i cried almost 4 times?&lt;br /&gt;actually i am someone who doesn't cry alot,i mean it.&lt;br /&gt;i have always thought that life is fine for the way it is, and LIVE WITH IT is what we got to do. aha,but recently my mood went haywired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah,so the first time i cried was when germaine shouted at me for not doing my part for the geography project. no its not that i blame her,i just feel that i am really super useless. D:&lt;br /&gt;cause last geography lesson, i didn't went to school.&lt;br /&gt;so when the rest of the people does it,i didn't.&lt;br /&gt;so they expect me to go home and do it.&lt;br /&gt;but if you actually remembered,i am totally a computer noob,i don't even know how to put pictures in the computer.&lt;br /&gt;yeah it might sound kind of ridiculous,but really really really!&lt;br /&gt;and somemore that was the day when i received the news that my grandpa passed away.&lt;br /&gt;then after school,after bringing chelsea to compasspoint,i ate and immediately went to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;didn't get to see him the last time, just stayed there and feel the tense atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;when i reached home,it is around 11.30 already.&lt;br /&gt;i was really very tired,immediately drop dead on my bed,and decided to do it in school library the next day.&lt;br /&gt;then during recess when i run up the 3rd floor,i saw the sign saying students cannot enter 'O'level premises or something.&lt;br /&gt;then i went down to the classroom. they were not there.&lt;br /&gt;then i went to the canteen. and she shouted at me. and make it sound like i am the one who is totally at fault.&lt;br /&gt;its not the fact that she shouts at me that anger me,its just that,&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T MEAN TO NOT DO THE WORK.&lt;br /&gt;I DIDN'T EXPECT THE LIBRARY TO CLOSE DOWN FOR O LEVELS.&lt;br /&gt;I DON MEAN TO END UP LIKE THIS.&lt;br /&gt;AND SOMEMORE,&lt;br /&gt;THIS PP WE ARE SUPPOSED TO DO EFFECTS,CAUSES,SOLUTION,WHAT IS IT.&lt;br /&gt;they just copy paste everything and then put in dif notes.&lt;br /&gt;then i am supposed to do the effects,&lt;br /&gt;i am supposed to gather everything together,&lt;br /&gt;i am supposed to decorate the powerpoint?&lt;br /&gt;IS THIS EVEN FAIR?&lt;br /&gt;yeah so i hide at the library the uuloo stairs there and cry.&lt;br /&gt;then after crying for about 1o mins chelsea they all came looking for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.CHEN IK CHING&lt;br /&gt;he is an absolute idiot ever walked on earth.&lt;br /&gt;he came into the class and was like 'the school scold me for not confiscating any phone already,i will confiscate two or three today to make you all scared'&lt;br /&gt;then i lend chelsea my phone ma,she never even use it or whatever,just put it on the table.&lt;br /&gt;eh c'mon there are so many others who put it on the table,then he simply grabbed mine and shermay's phone.&lt;br /&gt;if you didn't know,i completely COULD NOT SURVIVE WITHOUT MY PHONE.&lt;br /&gt;and somemore,my dad is so gonna screw me for that :/&lt;br /&gt;so i tried to ask teacher to give me back,then he teekee.&lt;br /&gt;then i buaytahan already mah,just imagining my life without phone i feel like killing him.&lt;br /&gt;then started crying at des's table,&lt;br /&gt;and OPPPPS, I WROTE 'eff-euuu-ceee-kayyy' on the table xD&lt;br /&gt;i don't mean it uhhhs :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so throughout the english and chinese period i can't stop myself from tearing.&lt;br /&gt;i don know why.&lt;br /&gt;and somemore,how is my dad they all going to contact me if anything important happen?&lt;br /&gt;sucks,hardcore.&lt;br /&gt;then after school walked past mrs chew,then carolyn they all ask her if he saw chenikching.&lt;br /&gt;then i heard his name super pekchek already immediately say 'he sucks' then walk away.&lt;br /&gt;then mrs chew pull me and ask me why i say that,then they tell her then she was like,&lt;br /&gt;she will tell him we looking for him.&lt;br /&gt;then went to staffroom one more time then he come out.&lt;br /&gt;I SUPER ANGRY,AND WAS LIKE ARGUING WITH HIM.&lt;br /&gt;i can't control myself, how unreasonable can he get la.&lt;br /&gt;wa lau.&lt;br /&gt;then finally he gave it back.&lt;br /&gt;i still hate him. really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. my grandpa. as you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOUJIN!:D&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE LYNDSEY!:D&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE CLAUDIA!:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-7106417509414657585</id><published>2008-06-23T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T17:09:00.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>111 posts altogether,this being my 112th.&lt;br /&gt;I think this is srsly the only journal tht i posted so much in,despite the fact tht i wasted tonnes of the posts on quizes and miscellanous stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;little surprise... the flow of words when there is no imposition of a non-purposeful reign is almost... too free for words.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not kidding.&lt;br /&gt;maybe some of you will come to me like 'why aren't you in your normal speaking tone'&lt;br /&gt;currently,i can't bring myself to do my usual zihigh stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;yes,you got it right.&lt;br /&gt;rebecca is suffering from a emotional breakdown.&lt;br /&gt;i am not going to show it,i don't like it when lots of people crowd around me and ask me 'are you alright?'&lt;br /&gt;call me anti-social,call me emo,call me weird,whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am now at home, alone.&lt;br /&gt;minutes ago my mum came up to me and said 'becca,your grandfather can't take it anymore'&lt;br /&gt;its kind of shocking,and frightening.&lt;br /&gt;13 year of my life,and i had never witnessed someone close to me leave me,forever.&lt;br /&gt;i dread the feeling of it,and for the first time i prayed to the god and hope tht he would bless my grandfather.&lt;br /&gt;of course i know tht everything will have to come to an end one day.&lt;br /&gt;there's a saying tht goes 'the destination of life is death'&lt;br /&gt;true enough.&lt;br /&gt;i am bewildered, idk what am i supposed to feel.&lt;br /&gt;he will be released from all the pain tht he is feeling right now,&lt;br /&gt;but i can't bear to let him leave.&lt;br /&gt;i remembered i used to hate pushing him around in his wheelchair,&lt;br /&gt;but now, how i wished, i could talk and push him around again.&lt;br /&gt;will he, pull through?&lt;br /&gt;frankly speaking if not for my bad auntie,i would not have been this close to my grandfather.&lt;br /&gt;thinking back, i din share any of my family stuff with you guys right.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps i should pour all out right now.&lt;br /&gt;this bad auntie of mine is my uncle's wife from batam.&lt;br /&gt;and then there's this another auntie of mine,who is the caregiver of my grandfather.&lt;br /&gt;yeah,she's the one who sacrificed everything for my grandfather. she din get married,because she wanted to take goodcare of him.&lt;br /&gt;somehow,i admire her quite alot.&lt;br /&gt;she's someone whose heart is super fragile, and yes gullible is another word to describe her.&lt;br /&gt;so that bad auntie have had 3 child with my uncle.&lt;br /&gt;and my that the other auntie felt tht it would be kind of squeezy if everyone stays in tht condo at pasir ris.&lt;br /&gt;so she,along with my tht uncle,and another uncle bought a house opposite mine tgt.&lt;br /&gt;at first everything is alright,but suddenly tht bitch turned her face on us.&lt;br /&gt;she demand all the salary tht my uncle had from him,and tht resulted in my uncle to turn to loan sharks.&lt;br /&gt;and just like all dramas,the loan sharks came to vandalise the walls and stuffs,&lt;br /&gt;and caused much inconvenience.&lt;br /&gt;my grandfather is aging,he can't take shocks every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;so my that auntie was like trying to find a way out.&lt;br /&gt;so the way is to stay at my house every saturday and sunday.&lt;br /&gt;why sat and sun? idk. its just like this.&lt;br /&gt;so remembered as i had said just now,there's the other uncle right.&lt;br /&gt;but that the other uncle normally goes to other countries to stay for business.&lt;br /&gt;so, the whole house is theirs?&lt;br /&gt;okay we didn't mind initially,its only for 2 days per week ya?&lt;br /&gt;and that bitch wants even more.&lt;br /&gt;she completely threw their luggages,as in my that auntie and my grandfather's out and changed the lock.&lt;br /&gt;fuck,i almost wanted to kill.&lt;br /&gt;so all my aunties all super angry at how this bitch is behaving right,&lt;br /&gt;go try to 'DISCUSS' with her.&lt;br /&gt;who knows right she keep on saying all those stuffs tht make people angry and fight of course some hokkien vulgar will come out right.&lt;br /&gt;that bitch go record it down and wanna sue us for threatening her.&lt;br /&gt;so for the time being,my grandfather and my that auntie has nowhere but to stay in my house.&lt;br /&gt;yeah so called 'for the time being'&lt;br /&gt;i mean 2 years,if you didn't know.&lt;br /&gt;and during this period of time,i interacted with my grandfather alot.&lt;br /&gt;for the first year,he can still talk and laugh at how i talk and joke,&lt;br /&gt;second year,he hardly can talk anymore. he even had problems trying to eat.&lt;br /&gt;so till now, i reckon its already 2 and a half years?&lt;br /&gt;his illness just keeps on deteriorating, and now,in immense life danger.&lt;br /&gt;you might be wondering why the hell am i still blogging.&lt;br /&gt;i should be in the hospital,ain't?&lt;br /&gt;my mum is kind of scared tht i will be traumatised or whatever,and i don't blame her for tht.&lt;br /&gt;right now,what i can do is wish for the best.&lt;br /&gt;i hope lord hears my cries for help. amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i should call and ask for the situation now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-7106417509414657585?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570814903954821743.post-663076748986250594</id><published>2008-06-20T17:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T17:24:42.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHA I JUST INTRODUCED CHELSEA TO A NEW QUIZ.&lt;br /&gt;idk if its true.&lt;br /&gt;okay show you all the outcome xD&lt;br /&gt;RE&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;AD ALL THE WAY TO THE END AFTERWARDS. (got write what i think)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What You Really Think Of Your Friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatdoyoureallythinkofyourfriendsquiz/friends.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yangwei is your soulmate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You truly love Edwen in a way or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You consider Chelsea your true friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that Carolyn is always thinking of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll remember Youjin for the rest of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You secretly think Qingying is creative, charming, and a bit too dramatic at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You secretly think that Jeremy Ma is colorful, impulsive, and a total risk taker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You secretly think that Manjing is loyal and trustworthy to you. And that Manjing changes lovers faster than underwear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You secretly think Gary is shy and nonconfrontational. And that Gary has a hidden internet romance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoyoureallythinkofyourfriendsquiz/"&gt;What Do You Think of Your Friends?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol!&lt;br /&gt;point number one, MAYBE LUHS,cause i once quite good friend with him.&lt;br /&gt;point number two, AS A SHIFU;D don't think wrong lols.&lt;br /&gt;point number three,SERIOUSLY!!&lt;br /&gt;point number four,LOL CARO, REALLY AR?&lt;br /&gt;point number five,yesh true;D&lt;br /&gt;point number seven,YEAH QINGYING SOMETIMES TOO DRAMA!&lt;br /&gt;point number eight,dunno leh,maybe ba?&lt;br /&gt;point number nine.first point i agree,second point NOWAY!&lt;br /&gt;point number ten,REALLY MEH? then ____________ how?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-663076748986250594?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/663076748986250594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=663076748986250594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/663076748986250594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/663076748986250594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/06/haha-i-just-introduced-chelsea-to-new.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-9216264483909865653</id><published>2008-06-20T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T17:10:17.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Good Friend Because You're Fun&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatmakesyouagoodfriendquiz/fun.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are energetic, amusing, and always up for a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Optimistic and genuinely happy, you help people see the sunny side of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you're always up for a party... no matter how big or small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're usually the first one to celebrate a friend's success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who's interesting or fun is welcome in you circle of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not the type of person to exclude or make fun of someone who's a little different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friends need you most when: They're down or depressed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You really can't be friends with: Anyone who's stuck up or chronically unhappy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friendship quote: "It is one of the blessings of old friends that you can afford to be stupid with them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatmakesyouagoodfriendquiz/"&gt;What Makes You a Good Friend?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Follow Your Heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/doyoufollowyourheadoryourheartquiz/heart.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're romantic, sentimental, and emotional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to fall in (and out of) love very quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some may call you fickle, but you can't help where your emotions take you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've definitely broken a few hearts, but you're not a heartbreaker by nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your intentions are always good, even if they change with the wind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/doyoufollowyourheadoryourheartquiz/"&gt;Do You Follow Your Head or Your Heart?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Strawberry Blonde&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howblondeareyouquiz/strawberry-blonde.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men see you as flirtatious, but they also see you as a challenge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you're totally fearless and carefree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got the lightheartedness of a blonde, with the attitude of a redhead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howblondeareyouquiz/"&gt;How Blonde Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Attention Span is Short&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howsyourattentionspanquiz/short.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What attention span? It's difficult for anything to keep your interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are so easily distracted, it's a wonder you could finish this quiz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You find focusing a challenge. Your mind tends to wander to the strangest places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While it may be hard for you to complete tasks, you're very creative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are easily inspired, and you are often thinking of something interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world would be a boring place without people like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howsyourattentionspanquiz/"&gt;How's Your Attention Span?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Geek Profile:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howgeekyareyouquiz/geek.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Academic Geekiness: Low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fashion Geekiness: Low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gamer Geekiness: Low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geekiness in Love: Low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;General Geekiness: Low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Internet Geekiness: Low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie Geekiness: Low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music Geekiness: Low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SciFi Geekiness: Low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howgeekyareyouquiz/"&gt;How Geeky Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Fairly Normal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsnormalaboutyouandwhatsnotquiz/normal.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You scored 60% normal on this quiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like most people you are normal in some ways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you aren't a completely normal person. You're a little weird too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why You Are Normal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd rather have rats than cockroaches in your home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You find the Macarena to be the more embarrassing dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You eat the frosting first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You prefer fiction to non fiction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You prefer a good meal to a good nap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why You Aren't Normal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You rather screw someone over than be screwed over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't keep up with your horoscope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know a little about many subjects&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think fishnet stockings are sexy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would rather be a movie star than an astronaut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsnormalaboutyouandwhatsnotquiz/"&gt;What's Normal About You... And What's Not?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Somewhat Virtuous&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouvirtuousquiz/evil.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are occasionally a good person, but you often stop short at doing the right thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just a lot easier (and more fun) to be bad! You do have a reputation to uphold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep down, you're a fairly good person. But no one's perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're just a lot less perfect than most people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where You Are Virtuous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the virtue of Sincerity. You are not deceitful, and you always have the best intentions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the virtue of Humility. You don't boast or brag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the virtue of Moderation. You don't do anything at excess, and you avoid extremes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where You Are Not Virtuous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You lack the virtue of tranquillity. Your life tends to be eventful and dramatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You lack the virtue of Resolution. You often don't follow through with things you know you must do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You lack the virtue of Temperance. You eat and drink enough to harm yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouvirtuousquiz/"&gt;Are You Virtuous?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Ring Finger&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatfingerareyouquiz/finger-4.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are romantic, expressive, and hopeful. You see the best in everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very artistic, and you see the world as your canvas. You are also drawn to the written word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inventive and unique, you are often away in your own inner world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get along well with: The Pinky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay away from: The Index Finger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatfingerareyouquiz/"&gt;What Finger Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-9216264483909865653?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/9216264483909865653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=9216264483909865653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/9216264483909865653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/9216264483909865653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/06/you-are-good-friend-because-youre-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-1039854574145829490</id><published>2008-06-20T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T16:16:11.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SOMETIMES i just don't get it.&lt;br /&gt;why don't people understand some super DUH-UH-UH kind of stuffs?&lt;br /&gt;its just like,normal person with normal intelligence should know when somebody donwant to talk to you too much right:/&lt;br /&gt;hint number one: when that idiot type one whole chunk of word in sms or msn,you only                   &lt;br /&gt;reply sth super short like 'Orh', which you thought tht THT                             person will not reply anymore. like its common knowledge tht THERE IS TOTALLY NOTHING TO REPLY IN THIS KIND OF INSTANCE RIGHT. but it turns out tht that person still reply another one whole chunk of message? *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it that i am sort of wrong in my thinking or that person too stupid?&lt;br /&gt;'stupid also got limit right' quoted from desmond xD&lt;br /&gt;lols, some people are just LIKE THT. idk why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayokay so the moral learnt is tht:&lt;br /&gt;WHEN REBECCA REPLYS ORH OR LOL TO YOU,JUST PUT YOUR PHONE ASIDE UNTIL REBECCA REPLYS TO YOU AGAIN WHICH IMPLYS THT SHE WANTS TO TALK TO YOU. &lt;br /&gt;reason?&lt;br /&gt;REBECCA IS A PERSON WHO CANNOT,AS IN SRSLY,CANNOT DON'T REPLY A PERSON.&lt;br /&gt;next question, how to don't let rebecca reply orh or lol to you?&lt;br /&gt;IDK,REBECCA NEEDS LAME AND RETARDED JOKES EVERY NOW AND THEN TO ENTERTAIN HER,BUT IF ITS GETTING ANTICLIMAX,REBECCA IS STILL SIANED.OKAY,SO THE THING IS, YOU NEED SKILLS IN SMSING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, lalala~~ (:&lt;br /&gt;I so duapai siahs. xD&lt;br /&gt;but i can't stand irritating people who keeps on flooding my inbox like _____.&lt;br /&gt;okay example of irritating sms:&lt;br /&gt;________: HEY! tml want go watch movie not? yao school reopen liao leh,must relax a little. ok ok ok?&lt;br /&gt;me:no.&lt;br /&gt;________:HUH WHY? you not free ar? where you gg?don't lyk tht leh,veri bad leh.rebecca,please please please?&lt;br /&gt;me:orh.sorry.&lt;br /&gt;________:no la no need say sorry,but where you going?can i go not?&lt;br /&gt;me:nah.&lt;br /&gt;________:why?you no money is it? i can treat you.&lt;br /&gt;me:no need.&lt;br /&gt;________:so yes? &lt;br /&gt;-----------never reply----------&lt;br /&gt;________:why never reply? you very bad leh.&lt;br /&gt;me:orh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;IT GOES ON AND ON AND ON.&lt;br /&gt;what's the bloody point manzxzxzx.&lt;br /&gt;waste my sms niahs.&lt;br /&gt;i rather waste it on my closer ones luhs.&lt;br /&gt;yeah my girlfriends,"family members" and besties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayokay whatever, chill rebecca;D&lt;br /&gt;i want do some quiz liaox :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-1039854574145829490?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/1039854574145829490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=1039854574145829490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/1039854574145829490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/1039854574145829490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/06/sometimes-i-just-dont-get-it.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-2528489024088538149</id><published>2008-06-20T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T13:54:42.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>damn it, eh shifu all your fault;D&lt;br /&gt;see read your reply to samuel tag i laugh like hell! xD&lt;br /&gt;samuel=sally &lt;br /&gt;my new kor=sally.&lt;br /&gt;OH INTERESTING(:&lt;br /&gt;becky sounds weird, srsly. haha nvm only you can call me tht!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY HEAD HURTS LIKE WTF.&lt;br /&gt;I HAD TAKEN MEDICINE, I SWEAR.&lt;br /&gt;BUT IT DIDN'T WORK. GAHHHHS/:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-2528489024088538149?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/2528489024088538149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=2528489024088538149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/2528489024088538149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/2528489024088538149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/06/damn-it-eh-shifu-all-your-faultd-see.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-2858137434966331606</id><published>2008-06-20T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T12:59:50.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Name 20 person randomly(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.qingying&lt;br /&gt;2.manjing&lt;br /&gt;3.desmond&lt;br /&gt;4.edwen&lt;br /&gt;5.sherrie&lt;br /&gt;6.yangwei&lt;br /&gt;7.germaine&lt;br /&gt;8.chelsea&lt;br /&gt;9.carolyn&lt;br /&gt;10.shermay&lt;br /&gt;11.lyndsey&lt;br /&gt;12.youjin&lt;br /&gt;13.aaron&lt;br /&gt;14.brandon&lt;br /&gt;15.samuel&lt;br /&gt;16.gary&lt;br /&gt;17.jiaying&lt;br /&gt;18.zhidan&lt;br /&gt;19.zhekai&lt;br /&gt;20.max&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok here it goes! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions:&lt;br /&gt;1.what if #7 told you he/she likes you?(GERMAINE)&lt;br /&gt;lols! i would tell her i hate her &amp; kena wag by her? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.what if #15 and #17 dated?(samuel&amp;jiaying)&lt;br /&gt;they don't even know each other .____. &lt;br /&gt;but then right no way luhs, later #17 kena wag by moumouren :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.what if you dated #19?(zhekai)&lt;br /&gt;+shrugs+ no way man,he already have someone in his heart. oohlala~~~ ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.what if #16 tells you he/she has a crush on you?(gary)&lt;br /&gt;IMPOSSIBLE! right right right *ahem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.what if #1 is a lost sibling?(qingying)&lt;br /&gt;i would love her to be my sibling luhs! SISTER XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.what do you like about #4?(edwen)&lt;br /&gt;erm. he's veh encouraging and crap at times, which is a GOOD THING. but the bad thing about him is his moodswings. grrrr!;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.what do you hate about #10?(shermay)&lt;br /&gt;her small eyes xp LOL DISCRIMINATION TO SMALL EYE PEOPLE LEH XOXO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.what's the most memorable moment you had with #12?(youjin)&lt;br /&gt;last year when we bitch and bitch and bitch xD tht is what brought us tgt like now(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.what do you have in common with #5?(sherrie)&lt;br /&gt;errrrrrrrrr...... kena asked for stead by a disgusting guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.what's the worst thing #20 did to you?(max)&lt;br /&gt;URM.+think hard+ idk,that period of time when he daoed me veh long after i sent THT message?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.would you love #2?(manjing) &lt;br /&gt;CERTAINLY! she's my dearest sister luhs(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.would you die for #6?(yangwei)&lt;br /&gt;of course not la! xD he will just say byebye and continue watching his liverpool play soccer without caring about me ouh;O anyway there'll be loads of girls queuing up to die for him, so OF COUSE NOT ME. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.would you kill #15 for a million dollar? (samuel)&lt;br /&gt;YES MONEY LEH!!! XD okay luhs joking,there will be no other person who watches channel 55 with me. hahhas and somemore he's my new kor leh, must be nice to him ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.would you marry #14? (brandon)&lt;br /&gt;LOL! how the hell would i marry my kor xD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.would you trade place with #3?(desmond)&lt;br /&gt;YES YES YES! i want to experience how is it like to be a guy. hahah, but later _______ kill me for tht xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.what present would you give to #18 on christmas?(zhidan)&lt;br /&gt;a panda notebook from artbox {:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.what do you envy about #8?(chelsea)&lt;br /&gt;HER CHIONESS (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.what would you do if #17 becomes a homosexual?(jiaying)&lt;br /&gt;3 MINUTES OF SILENCE x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.what would you do if #11 and #13 fights? (lyndsey and aaron)&lt;br /&gt;LOL STAND THERE AND LAUGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20,describe #11. (lyndsey)&lt;br /&gt;good listener,sweet-looking,nice fringe,short xD has a shuai brother who plays piano well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.if there would be a #21,who would it be?&lt;br /&gt;ERRR. shenghui?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.what is #10 catch phrase?(shermay)&lt;br /&gt;idk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.do you think you and #3 could date?(manjing)&lt;br /&gt;of course xD if she agrees, ahhahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.if #9 was a animal, what would it be?(carolyn)&lt;br /&gt;no idea? weird question luhs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-2858137434966331606?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/2858137434966331606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=2858137434966331606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/2858137434966331606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/2858137434966331606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/06/name-20-person-randomly-1.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-5546356479468988731</id><published>2008-06-19T09:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T09:34:10.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Have Many Alpha Tendencies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouanalphafemalequiz/alpha-2.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not a total alpha female, but you certainly know how to - and like to - get your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're forceful without being intimidating. You're confident without being vain. A perfect mix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouanalphafemalequiz/"&gt;Are You an Alpha Female?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All American Kid&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whowereyouinhighschoolquiz/all-american.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Popular but not plastic. Athletic but not a jock. Smart but not a brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were well rounded and well liked in high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whowereyouinhighschoolquiz/"&gt;Who Were You In High School?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW COULD I PROBABLY BE SMART! lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Five Variable Love Profile&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/thefivevariablelovetest/love.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Propensity for Monogamy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your propensity for monogamy is medium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In general, you prefer to have only one love interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's hard for you to stay devoted for too long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's too much eye candy to keep you from wandering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experience Level:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your experience level is medium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You probably have had a couple significant loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you may have even had your heart broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you haven't really dated a wide variety of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dominance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dominance is medium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be the one with more power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You aren't a total control freak in relationships..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course you don't mind getting you way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cynicism:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your cynicism is medium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to believe in true and everlasting love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you've definitely been burned enough to know better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're still an optimist, but you also are a realist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Independence:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your independence is medium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In relationships, you need both "me time" and "we time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You usually find it easy to be part of a couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But occasionally you start to feel a little smothered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thefivevariablelovetest/"&gt;The Five Variable Love Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUITE TRUE! oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Communicate With Your Ears&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howdoyoucommunicatequiz/ears.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love conversations, both as a listener and a talker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What people say is important to you, and you're often most affected by words, not actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love to hear complements from others. And when you're upset, you often talk to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music is very important to you. It's difficult to find you without your iPod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howdoyoucommunicatequiz/"&gt;How Do You Communicate?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Have Your Emotions in Check&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/canyoukeepyouremotionsincheckquiz/emotions-1.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are an incredibly stable and happy person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever consider being a therapist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have figured out how to keep a positive outlook, no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have an easier life than anyone else. You just have figured things out a little more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/canyoukeepyouremotionsincheckquiz/"&gt;Can You Keep Your Emotions in Check?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Five Factor Personality Profile&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/thefivefactorpersonalitytest/personality.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extroversion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have high extroversion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are outgoing and engaging, with both strangers and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You truly enjoy being with people and bring energy into any situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enthusiastic and fun, you're the first to say "let's go!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conscientiousness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have low conscientiousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impulsive and off the wall, you don't take life too seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, you sometimes end up regretting your snap decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, you tend to lack focus, and it's difficult for you to get important things done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agreeableness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have high agreeableness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are easy to get along with, and you value harmony highly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helpful and generous, you are willing to compromise with almost anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You give people the benefit of the doubt and don't mind giving someone a second chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neuroticism:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have medium neuroticism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're generally cool and collected, but sometimes you do panic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little worries or problems can consume you, draining your energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your life is pretty smooth, but there's a few emotional bumps you'd like to get rid of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Openness to experience:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your openness to new experiences is medium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are generally broad minded when it come to new things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if something crosses a moral line, there's no way you'll approve of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are suspicious of anything too wacky, though you do still consider creativity a virtue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thefivefactorpersonalitytest/"&gt;The Five Factor Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sounds nice ^ ^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What the House Test Says About You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/thehousetest/house.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You consider yourself important, but no more important than anyone else. You love attention, but you don't feel like you deserve more of it than anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You aren't against being community oriented, but it's not really your thing. You tend to prefer to focus on your family and not the neighborhood around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a playful, charming, and seductive person. People feel instantly close to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You look attractive, but mostly because your rely on your natural good looks to get by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are moved by romance and love. You are optimistic about people, and you love hearing about happy endings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thehousetest/"&gt;The House Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-5546356479468988731?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/5546356479468988731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=5546356479468988731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/5546356479468988731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/5546356479468988731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/06/you-have-many-alpha-tendencies-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-2840812581909758958</id><published>2008-06-19T08:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T08:59:00.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>+sneeze-sneeze+&lt;br /&gt;gahhh know what? i wanted to pon school, but it turns out tht i am having a fever of 38.3? i didn't know lols!&lt;br /&gt;from the moment i woke up i just feel super cold and keep on sneezing.&lt;br /&gt;then sneaked off to the master bedroom to get my thermometer.&lt;br /&gt;uhhuh my mum says i am not responsible enough to take care of a thermometer .______.''&lt;br /&gt;okay yeah i dunno if this is called retribution or what.&lt;br /&gt;LOL XD&lt;br /&gt;nvrmind luhs rebecca is strongstrongstrong!(:&lt;br /&gt;fever is never gonna daunt me manzxzxzx.&lt;br /&gt;so, AHA I AM STILL GOING FOR CCA:D&lt;br /&gt;and i bet people like chelsea and carolyn is gonna get me on that.&lt;br /&gt;lala~~~ okay luhs as people who know me better will know, i totally abhor pills and stuffs,but this time i actually bring myself to swallow those disgusting pills my mother got for me.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go for moju lesson [:&lt;br /&gt;although, ya fine luhs i am already in E-M-O ;O&lt;br /&gt;no i am supposed to smile:D&lt;br /&gt;actually if i think about it again, emo is kinda fun, like srsly.&lt;br /&gt;although i think i look super freaky with the mask and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday forgot to bring cd tee xD&lt;br /&gt;paiseh paiseh i have memory loss, and doctors conclude tht its memory loss for the young.&lt;br /&gt;okay crap, i am joking&lt;br /&gt;NO ONE IS LAUGHING. what the~~ hahahs anticlimax again.&lt;br /&gt;okay so most of the sec 2s people from cd went down to eat at 85.&lt;br /&gt;then urm... yeah saw max and george.&lt;br /&gt;kinda weird when i see him now.&lt;br /&gt;idk why, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;but its like i cannot be too dao right.&lt;br /&gt;at first i wanted to just pretend i dunno both of them,but then because they were also eating down there then i buying things at the shop in front of them, then dunno luhs i think it is very funneh for people who know each other to just walk pass and like dunno each other like tht. so, yeah ok lets proceed with the story.&lt;br /&gt;then clarissa keep on whispering to me stupid stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;arghhhh xO&lt;br /&gt;so when i was running back to my place with lyndsey i just randomly say hello.&lt;br /&gt;and i dunno if i was looking at max or george.&lt;br /&gt;okay maybe i ain't looking at all. haha.&lt;br /&gt;yeah and then after awhile i ran back to the stall to collect my wanton noodle and the rest were eating either chicken rice or carrot cake.&lt;br /&gt;ayes normally i love carrot cake alot de leh! but the queue was kind of... ERRR.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah in the end eat wanton noodle luhs.&lt;br /&gt;but not bad luhhhs really quite nice (:&lt;br /&gt;then tht stupid aaron keep on asking us to eat faster and then go up liao.&lt;br /&gt;but then because claudia already changed and me obviously dun have cd tee ma,&lt;br /&gt;then just like tht lor.&lt;br /&gt;then beeembohhh kenglui so mafan, want us help her buy bubbletea XD&lt;br /&gt;and me and claudia are super nice ^ ^&lt;br /&gt;even though it is drizzling, we still mao zhe shen ming wei xian buy bubbletea for her.&lt;br /&gt;AWWWWW!;\&lt;br /&gt;she must have loved me alot:p&lt;br /&gt;taaadaaa!&lt;br /&gt;kk then know what after we buy finish, the rain sorta diminished, but after awhile it came again.&lt;br /&gt;so sad yeah &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;thenthenthen moju lesson luhs(:&lt;br /&gt;uhhuh and then go home! reached my busstop at around 7.30, and saw mei waiting for me.&lt;br /&gt;she says she was in front of me all along, as in the 27 infront of my 27. &lt;br /&gt;HEH XD&lt;br /&gt;i thought she was so nice ^ ^ in the end want me to treat her to marigold pudding.&lt;br /&gt;i love peach pudding alotalot! so as chelsea;D&lt;br /&gt;haha yeah that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;catch up later! {:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-2840812581909758958?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/2840812581909758958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=2840812581909758958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/2840812581909758958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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randomly come here and crap again ._____.&lt;br /&gt;lame shit.&lt;br /&gt;and right beside me is caro who is immensely addicted to blogthings.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah caro did the soda test, she is err, what arh. oh root beer, ahahahs. +pei with jeremy ma *applause*+ okay la joking.&lt;br /&gt;and then desmond same as me.&lt;br /&gt;aiyoh, haven find any mountain dew person D:&lt;br /&gt;tell me if you mountain dew kk!;D&lt;br /&gt;love yeah(: lols.&lt;br /&gt;sian diao.&lt;br /&gt;in com lab again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey my holiday is screwed.&lt;br /&gt;the week is gonna be up, srcew off xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-4441787658020541760?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/4441787658020541760/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570814903954821743.post-9077912887854654081</id><published>2008-06-17T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T12:17:45.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahahs bored xD&lt;br /&gt;random, ok everything is out of my mind liao!&lt;br /&gt;i would just gambahteh for this moment till the end of year(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-9077912887854654081?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/9077912887854654081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=9077912887854654081' 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type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Coke&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofsodaareyouquiz/coke.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A true original and classic, you represent the best of everything you can offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the right amount of sweet, just the right amount of energy... you're the life of the party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your best soda match: Mountain Dew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay away from:Dr Pepper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofsodaareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Soda Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh, got this from jeremy ma blog.&lt;br /&gt;guess i need to stay away from him xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Chocolate Ice Cream&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatflavoricecreamareyouquiz/chocolate.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a flair for the dramatic and love to party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your personality is super strong and unique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people crave you constantly - while you turn a few off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are most compatible with coffee ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatflavoricecreamareyouquiz/"&gt;What Flavor Ice Cream Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Personality Is Like Alcohol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatdrugisyourpersonalitylikequiz/alcohol.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the life of the party, a total flirt, and probably a pretty big jokester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes your behavior gets you in trouble, but you still remain socially acceptable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a pretty bad driver, and you're dancing could also use a little work! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your best: You are uninhibited, funny, and relaxed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What people like about being around you: You're friendly, welcoming, and easy to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What people dislike about being around you: You're a little sloppy and careless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How addicted people get to you: A fair amount, though they tend to deny it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdrugisyourpersonalitylikequiz/"&gt;What Drug Is Your Personality Like?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Love Song Is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatlovesongareyouquiz/music.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and Me by Lifehouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cause it's you and me and all of the people with nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to prove&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, love is very intense and a little difficult to express.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatlovesongareyouquiz/"&gt;What Love Song Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Tiramisu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatdessertareyoumostlikequiz/tiramisu.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light and lovely, you pack a punch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never overwhelm... but you always leave a lasting impression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdessertareyoumostlikequiz/"&gt;What Dessert Are You Most Like?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Dream Engagement Ring Has a Heart Diamond!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourdreamengagementringquiz/heart-diamond.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wear your heart on your sleeve, so of course you should also wear it on your ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A heart diamond is the perfect choice for highlighting your passionate disposition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only a true romantic can get away with wearing this ring. Luckily, that's you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And only a true romantic can give you this ring, so make sure you find him...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourdreamengagementringquiz/"&gt;What's Your Dream Engagement Ring?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 75% Real&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howrealareyouquiz/real-4.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know who you are, and you're pretty darn comfortable with yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like everyone, you struggle with the parts of yourself that aren't so great...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you're good at accepting who you are and not dwelling on your faults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a result, you're confident, optimistic, and very real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howrealareyouquiz/"&gt;How Real Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Gemstone Says...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/thegemstonetest/8.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are stable, strong, and full of life. You are an inspiring person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People turn to you first for leadership and advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are able to gently help people get to where they need to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while you aren't afraid to lead when necessary, you are never heartless or bossy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thegemstonetest/"&gt;The Gemstone Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Sweet Person&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyousweetorsaltyquiz/sweet.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to snacks, you're more likely to grab some candy than heat up a pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a good chance you're female (women prefer sweet snacks)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or at least, you prefer to be in the company of women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your tastes are simple and predictable. You are young at heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to crave food you can just grab and eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyousweetorsaltyquiz/"&gt;Are You Sweet or Salty?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-7951493423870074472?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/7951493423870074472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=7951493423870074472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/7951493423870074472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/7951493423870074472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/06/you-are-coke-true-original-and-classic.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-5530819991685812880</id><published>2008-06-08T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T18:02:26.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i bet you itch for my post xD&lt;br /&gt;ahahahs;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rahh i'm friggin' bored now. yeah i know i am supposed to be like everyone out there,sleeping like nobody's business, but i just CAN'T get myself to the drowsy state. now you know how hard it is to fall asleep? .________.&lt;br /&gt;and to make things worst, i'm like not supposed to make any loud noises like, err. lets see, knocking the table with the music because right beside me is my daddy who is sleeping like a pig.&lt;br /&gt;+snoresnore+&lt;br /&gt;oh well, INEEDENTERTAINMENT.&lt;br /&gt;and yes i am running low on cash, as in srsly.&lt;br /&gt;this holiday i spend loads man, shopping out with my girls could be pretty scary.&lt;br /&gt;i mean it(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so as you know i am trying to fun some other ways to spend my holiday life.&lt;br /&gt;eh c'mon this holiday is friggin short, with cca, school,tuition and everything.&lt;br /&gt;fyi, i started on my hw;D&lt;br /&gt;praisepraisepraise? :)&lt;br /&gt;okay whatever luhs. guess what i started to listen to veh random songs tht includes some super old songs...&lt;br /&gt;but someway or another, their lyrics are really touching and meaningful as compared.&lt;br /&gt;nawh i don't mean tht the new songs aren't nice, but perhaps its just a lil' dull in contrast.&lt;br /&gt;haha i actually spend like half of my day with my earset today.&lt;br /&gt;ahahahs tht's what bored people does la:p&lt;br /&gt;awww my ouser hurts... okay no link no link:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what?&lt;br /&gt;i officially decided to be random,&lt;br /&gt;HEY WHERE IS MY 2K CHALET!!!&lt;br /&gt;okay luhs nexttimenexttime(:&lt;br /&gt;since i understand tht lots of people are in the summer camp +jealousjealous+&lt;br /&gt;darn,lack of cash D:&lt;br /&gt;heard tht super lil' people are going to 1bee bbq?&lt;br /&gt;true arh??? :/&lt;br /&gt;gahhh why like tht!(:&lt;br /&gt;OH YES! few more days to cds bbq, w00ts damn look forward. ahahahs;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay my bro is on his way back.&lt;br /&gt;can't let him see me use com.&lt;br /&gt;byes!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't know its tht tough to wait for a sms xD&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-5530819991685812880?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/5530819991685812880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=5530819991685812880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/5530819991685812880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/5530819991685812880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-bet-you-itch-for-my-post-xd-ahahahsd.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-5037872770240496205</id><published>2008-06-04T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T18:55:44.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nawh. i had enough.&lt;br /&gt;why are the adults forever forever forever telling me tht i had the ability to study, just tht i dunwant to use it?&lt;br /&gt;i dunch know. why is this the only thing they are concerned about! D;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday mrs hudd called and had a rather long conversation with my mother.&lt;br /&gt;never did i expect her to like pour out even more bad stuffs about me.&lt;br /&gt;so much about caring about me.&lt;br /&gt;c'mon DO YOU EVEN CARE?&lt;br /&gt;you ask me what i really wanted in life.&lt;br /&gt;i told you i had already give them a really deep thought.&lt;br /&gt;i want to work towards the media side.&lt;br /&gt;you told me it ain't as easy as i thought.&lt;br /&gt;i answered you that i can take it.&lt;br /&gt;you told me i won't be able to succeed.&lt;br /&gt;don't you know it hurts?&lt;br /&gt;i told you i will try my veryverybest.&lt;br /&gt;and you ask me why aren't i using this kind of attitude in studying in tht case.&lt;br /&gt;i ask you why are you forcing me to study when i can't.&lt;br /&gt;you told me its studying tht will get me somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;i told you i won't be able to do well if i don't like tht thing.&lt;br /&gt;you told me 'well,you should try before you conclude.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: ma, its really isn't tht i dunwant to study. i dunno how to study.&lt;br /&gt;ma:did you even try?&lt;br /&gt;me:yes,i swear. rmb before the mid year i always go qingying hse to study till very late? i did tried to study,really. but look at what i had gotten. f9. goddamn it. i studied for nothing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+runs into the room,crying+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i just can't study subjects like history and science.&lt;br /&gt;is that, an excuse?&lt;br /&gt;but all that i have done, it doesn't help an inch man.&lt;br /&gt;so naturally, i don see the point.&lt;br /&gt;why does the society put studies in high regard?&lt;br /&gt;they discriminate whether someone is useful or useless just like tht.&lt;br /&gt;what the hell is this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one cares about me, just leave me to die.&lt;br /&gt;no i won't. i shall just emo for awhile and get over it.&lt;br /&gt;i want to prove to all of you out there, studies aren't everything!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-5037872770240496205?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/5037872770240496205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=5037872770240496205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/5037872770240496205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/5037872770240496205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/06/nawh.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-8927807680345868859</id><published>2008-06-04T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T18:25:20.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DUDE, YOU GOT TO KNOW MY BIRTHDAY XD&lt;br /&gt;10 august (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-8927807680345868859?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/8927807680345868859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=8927807680345868859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/8927807680345868859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/8927807680345868859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/06/dude-you-got-to-know-my-birthday-xd-10.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-6124852578672843080</id><published>2008-06-04T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T17:59:29.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY you see me ! ^ ^&lt;br /&gt;finally i got a labtop and lalala~ internet access wh00ts(:&lt;br /&gt;gahhh. something tells me tht i am starting to lose my ability to blog.&lt;br /&gt;;O&lt;br /&gt;idk. something happened today, i guess only him and her knows. not worth mentioning though.&lt;br /&gt;arghhh its just supposed to be a marvellous beautiful cca day manzxzx.&lt;br /&gt;okay oops this ain't supposed to be a clue.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just so... fucked up...nah not really,perhaps i really got to learn how to take things easy x(&lt;br /&gt;all those politics.&lt;br /&gt;what's wrong with her.&lt;br /&gt;okay whatever.&lt;br /&gt;okay i am like losing track of what to blog.&lt;br /&gt;it has been like thousands of years since i last blogged la cans.&lt;br /&gt;if it were the past i would have killed myself. but i guess i got used to my boredom.&lt;br /&gt;hahs, i tell you sth. i have like decreased my amount of sms by alotalot.&lt;br /&gt;partially because ppl are all going overseas.&lt;br /&gt;so now rebecca is like bored dao yao si.&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;+checks my messeage counter+&lt;br /&gt;24sms i sent today,&lt;br /&gt;28sms i received.&lt;br /&gt;lol, how amazing.&lt;br /&gt;oh, and believe it or not.&lt;br /&gt;i am damn sad tht my maid left for indonesia, as in like permanently. not coming back,forever.&lt;br /&gt;yeah despite the fact tht she slacks and stuffs, the two years we had tgt were memorable la.&lt;br /&gt;heard tht there are some kind of earthquake there, hope she's alright, srsly.&lt;br /&gt;awww its starting to sound emo.&lt;br /&gt;you know what.&lt;br /&gt;my heart bled alot this holiday.&lt;br /&gt;nothing in particular.&lt;br /&gt;its just smthing like. everything has gone wrong.&lt;br /&gt;i am no longer at the right track.&lt;br /&gt;and i think i suck.&lt;br /&gt;kk do away with tht ^ ^&lt;br /&gt;aww youjin is going to south africa tmr already.&lt;br /&gt;Dx&lt;br /&gt;she misses me, i know (:&lt;br /&gt;she's like so called the one i sms everyday recently.&lt;br /&gt;yeah as well as my granddaughter lyndsey xD&lt;br /&gt;oh and she promised me to bring back a black guy.&lt;br /&gt;just hope she didn't go grab one from the construction site near our school.&lt;br /&gt;okay so leng ._____________.&lt;br /&gt;ok shall go blog surf already{:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-6124852578672843080?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570814903954821743.post-6522235412284452759</id><published>2008-05-21T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T15:21:23.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fuck fuck fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I CAN'T STAND YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY WHATEVER(:&lt;br /&gt;uhhuh i flunked everything which includes the com selection and err. my mid year?&lt;br /&gt;rah how to break it to my mama manzxzx.&lt;br /&gt;suggestion?&lt;br /&gt;please kindly don't give stupid suggestion like 'rebecca go bang your head on the wall and die'&lt;br /&gt;constructive one can!;D&lt;br /&gt;always look on the bright side of life?&lt;br /&gt;yeah thanks the tonnes of people who actually tried to console me no matter it did work or not la.&lt;br /&gt;haha yeah there's still end of year.&lt;br /&gt;oh well... arghhh... the feeling comes again.&lt;br /&gt;tht's pretty random xD&lt;br /&gt;so heckcare la, yes use a heck and care it with your heart.&lt;br /&gt;ahahs crap(:&lt;br /&gt;but actually truthfully i am quite contented with my science, at least it isn't F anymore, though its still fail. aiyah must think positively la harhs (:&lt;br /&gt;see, i am still smiling.&lt;br /&gt;and i think i am psychic, like srsly.&lt;br /&gt;haha cox during like recess, i was like thinking about this person and then dunno why feel like looking at that person but then decided tht it is totally impossible since tht person hardly even come down for recess,&lt;br /&gt;and thn this is when i turn my head eh. that person is eating with his friend.&lt;br /&gt;but then this person and i like kind of weirdweird kind of thing now,&lt;br /&gt;and then we both never say hi. but i was like w/o any reason keep on turning tht direction.&lt;br /&gt;no i don't like tht person, just tht you know there will be some times or two which you will feel like looking at a particular person? yeah tht kind of thing.&lt;br /&gt;then tht person suddenly disappear, then i was like thinking 'if this person can walk past me all of a sudden i think we really got fate siah. haha'&lt;br /&gt;as in jokingly kind of attitude. then heh saw tht person again. (:&lt;br /&gt;seeeseeeeseeee, i'm psychic :p&lt;br /&gt;so at first i had wanted to pon school with shermay, but then decided it will be super boring to not come school, so yea you know what happen;D&lt;br /&gt;i tied my fugly hair today, reason being i dun wanna risk being caught. x)&lt;br /&gt;heh tomorrow is thursday which is REBELLIOUS DAY.&lt;br /&gt;can let down hair already! ^ ^&lt;br /&gt;thursday no assembly, no mrs hudd, how great.&lt;br /&gt;just hope don't suay suay see boon and cheong ;O&lt;br /&gt;alleluia(:&lt;br /&gt;taadaa and i think i should go soon.&lt;br /&gt;byeeeee darlings:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-6522235412284452759?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/6522235412284452759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=6522235412284452759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/6522235412284452759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/6522235412284452759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/05/fuck-fuck-fuck.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-7154169014079390238</id><published>2008-05-16T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T12:24:20.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in the computer lab now(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;current mood= :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;cox i sucked xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh... ok la whatever,ystd i remembered i cried and thought about it already.&lt;br /&gt;everything has two faces to it, so i should just look at the side which is more appealing:D&lt;br /&gt;it ain't the end, there's still EOY.&lt;br /&gt;but if i ever fail tht,i will be screwed la cans.&lt;br /&gt;i've always said tht i am much of a language person, others are like whatthehell-ed kind of thing uhhhs.&lt;br /&gt;rahhhhs, lets see. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english compre: 17/25&lt;br /&gt;chinese compo: 54/70&lt;br /&gt;chinese si han: 5/20 .______. (out of point)&lt;br /&gt;chinese paper: 57/90&lt;br /&gt;science: 37&lt;br /&gt;maths: 47/80&lt;br /&gt;history:35&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again, idk why am i flashing my fugly result down here, but well :D&lt;br /&gt;and people, cca com election is today!&lt;br /&gt;+butterflies in the stomach+&lt;br /&gt;i want to be wen shu wen shu wen shu!&lt;br /&gt;cheryl's kakia haha((:&lt;br /&gt;so there's three choices tht we got to choose..&lt;br /&gt;quite a number are opting vice pres .__.&lt;br /&gt;i think its... aha nvm, no comments.&lt;br /&gt;lalala~~~&lt;br /&gt;so my first choice is obviously wen shu!&lt;br /&gt;and then second choice is xuan chuan!&lt;br /&gt;finally, zong wu...&lt;br /&gt;srsly, i still can't understand why edwen can see what i want from my so called personality?&lt;br /&gt;i have no personality :p&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;+yawn+&lt;br /&gt;so tired D:&lt;br /&gt;but the point of computer lab is to use com.&lt;br /&gt;just ain't at the mood for it.&lt;br /&gt;12.30 is approaching already le harhs?&lt;br /&gt;okay lets just end like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come, see my beeg beeg appreciation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THANKS SHIFU FOR YOUR EVERYTHING.[:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so i am late today, with a whole bunch of sengkang kids. xD&lt;br /&gt;a fact tht i suddenly get known of. CAI SU JUN STAY IN SENGKANG?&lt;br /&gt;urghhhh. lols;D&lt;br /&gt;byebye(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-7154169014079390238?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/7154169014079390238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=7154169014079390238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/7154169014079390238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/7154169014079390238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/05/in-computer-lab-now-current-mood-cox-i.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-7808945504073574980</id><published>2008-05-14T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T15:59:35.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wahhh i finally, yeah once again FINALLY gotten another chance to use the computer,&lt;br /&gt;probably because i'm lazy luhhhs huh? xD&lt;br /&gt;so yuppps currently at the school library hahas,&lt;br /&gt;ok la frankly speaking its just because i am unable to go home with the !beem-bammm-boom rain:p&lt;br /&gt;yeah and i tell you, i really really miss using the com manzxzx.&lt;br /&gt;like, i fake you not kind of thing :/ srsly srsly.&lt;br /&gt;okay i think i'm like typing at the 1 sentence every 10 minutes mode x(&lt;br /&gt;no choice, i am surfing my net.&lt;br /&gt;okay literally not MINE, but arghhh i don't really care for your information. xD&lt;br /&gt;heh heh (:&lt;br /&gt;and right again i admit, edwen, i'm using your account once again. :p&lt;br /&gt;you know right, i use so much tht i can memorise already.&lt;br /&gt;nvm next time YOU FORGET, I TELL YOU YOURS XD&lt;br /&gt;rebecca is such a kind and helpful girl *don't puke please*&lt;br /&gt;ahahs:D&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i still trying to understand smthing ehhhhs.&lt;br /&gt;why your english form of chinese name so different from chinese name de ar... ?&lt;br /&gt;okay digression xD&lt;br /&gt;so where am i?&lt;br /&gt;oh, what am i talking about ar.&lt;br /&gt;fine i don't even have a fucking point in the first place ._______.&lt;br /&gt;okay so lets just get out of tht. and... well.&lt;br /&gt;oh, you see the light in my fishy lil' brain ? +____+&lt;br /&gt;ahhh well, i went to marina square with carolyn,chelsea,weishan and meiying ystd to watch movie!&lt;br /&gt;WHAT HAPPENS IN VEGAS. XD&lt;br /&gt;its nice alright.... (:&lt;br /&gt;it has a point of watching, in any case la arhs.&lt;br /&gt;so grab the movie now! heh i realised i have been like talking with those kind of advertisement kind of tone.&lt;br /&gt;how great xp&lt;br /&gt;bleah here bleah there, bleah everywhere x(&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;gahhhh, i don't want to see my results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;you know what, i felt the immense difficulty just by loving you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;why? idk, i srsly dk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;i know i like you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;but i don't like you alot like i SHOULD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;i just like, its all about responsibility. its just like, i dunno how to break it to you tht i dunno if i should continue this thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;i'm scared of regretting, and therefore i wanna think about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;i dunno la, my heart super luan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;you called my phone, and i realised after 2 hours or so i will feel super sianed. and will give excuses like i want to sleep already... D;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;last time i didn't really believe when carolyn told me she feel sianed smsing ________.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;but now, i totally understand la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;the conclusion is. i suck at this. i suck at relationships management.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;or rather, you were the one who were managing it all along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;when you say you want see me, i will just agree and meet you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;when you say you want talk to me, i will just call you and talk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;wad the hell is my problem. i ask myself tht too. i can't answer tht though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;and you know what.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;your message is like... either i dunno wad to say or i lazy to reply or whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;and its damn lil' ._______.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;others like. ok wadever name it is take the effort to sms me like super lot without thinking about their bill bao-ing and stuffs but you are like 'later my bill bao my mother sure hoot me one.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;ok fine, so i leave it tht way la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;but it is like, they care about me more than you do bodoh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;you make me worry damn much about you, and i dun even know what i can do to help you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;+stares at screen+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;BUT I WILL TRY, I WILL KEEP ON TRYING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;UNTIL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i cannot take it anymore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i still dunno why the heck am i writing all these when i didn't even told you my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-7808945504073574980?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/7808945504073574980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=7808945504073574980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/7808945504073574980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/7808945504073574980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/05/wahhh-i-finally-yeah-once-again-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-4328103575389029960</id><published>2008-05-09T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T16:04:37.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my good friend chelsea ask me to post before i go home xD&lt;br /&gt;so i shall listen to her,haha.&lt;br /&gt;you know why she want me to post or not?&lt;br /&gt;ayes this's simple, its just cox she love me and miss me (;&lt;br /&gt;ahahs got chiobu love me i so honoured,&lt;br /&gt;even if she WA BI KONG ;O&lt;br /&gt;yeah love with no boundary la heh.&lt;br /&gt;eeeeeeeeeeee so rou ma&lt;br /&gt;i realised tht people nowadays has basically nothing to do ar.&lt;br /&gt;imposting people is the trend meh? how come i dunno ar ^ ^&lt;br /&gt;nvrmind now i think i got the rough idea who is it tht do tht piece of shit.&lt;br /&gt;nah i won't tell tht person 'eh, what's wrong with you. write all these veh fun meh?'&lt;br /&gt;he know he's in the wrong, tht's enough:D&lt;br /&gt;generous la ehhhh xp&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahs wht shall i post about leh leh leh x)&lt;br /&gt;okayyye today we just had our history and mother tongue paper.&lt;br /&gt;hurhur i wanna specially thanks my nicenice girlfriend qingying for letting me stay at her house till so late to study.&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah i srsly think w/o her i will seriously flunk my test.&lt;br /&gt;rahhh roarrr arghhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;supposedly i wanted to stay till like 11.30 but my dad fetched me at 10.&lt;br /&gt;so awwww xD&lt;br /&gt;so nvm nvm go home shui baobao.&lt;br /&gt;morning wake up see my phone then was like WOAH -.-&lt;br /&gt;4 miss call luhhhs.&lt;br /&gt;one from haonan,&lt;br /&gt;thn one from quan,&lt;br /&gt;one from esther,&lt;br /&gt;and the other one from qingying.&lt;br /&gt;yeah hah OK SHALL STOP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i just ain't tht senseful recently D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-284180733480018109</id><published>2008-05-08T09:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T09:43:14.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>right now i am at th computer lab :D&lt;br /&gt;heh, edwen i'm using your account larhhhs, boo ^ ^&lt;br /&gt;trust me, i wouldn't spam your account with weird shit stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;aye I TRIED STUDENT ACCOUNT ALREADY. it doesn't work lurhs.&lt;br /&gt;you got problem, srsly (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+stares at the computer screen+&lt;br /&gt;after school i wouldn't have to go to library already la huh? xD&lt;br /&gt;okayyye luhhhs depends on if chen ik ching let us stay longer.&lt;br /&gt;see, he actually have some use la lol :D&lt;br /&gt;i think he's stupid... really really very stupid.&lt;br /&gt;how can he like bring us to the computer lab when he know we will use the com and not listen to him.&lt;br /&gt;right .______.&lt;br /&gt;lols. hahahhs, i'm bored xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyah ok g2g liao, miss me yea?&lt;br /&gt;LOL. ok bb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-284180733480018109?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/284180733480018109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=284180733480018109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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dunwant post, its my computer cocked up lahs. pffffft &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;so much things to say lurhs ._______.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah you might be thinking ''eh? i thought you say your computer spoil?'&lt;br /&gt;okay use your brain a lil' la ehhhh xD&lt;br /&gt;i'm at the airport(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahhh i ponned school[:&lt;br /&gt;not purposely one la ;O&lt;br /&gt;its cox ystd i headache and then this morning wake up at around 8.15.&lt;br /&gt;thn chiong to school also no point la horh?&lt;br /&gt;so yuppps, here i am at terminal three.&lt;br /&gt;didn't expect myself to be able to blog hahahahs(:&lt;br /&gt;oohlala~~ i got my way! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so its super long since i last blog.&lt;br /&gt;sure miss me ar?&lt;br /&gt;okay i have decided.&lt;br /&gt;i shall go library and blog everyday until my labtop is fixed.&lt;br /&gt;heh:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wht shall i say? gahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;its super cold here. even with the jacket and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;eeeyeeerrrrrr~~~i want some HIDDEN blubber please:x&lt;br /&gt;chelsea, our new created word hahahahs(:&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, i am getting uber fascinated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ystd was feeling dam damn high bcox i was asking around for people who rmbed watching mian bao chao ren xD&lt;br /&gt;aiyoh why everyone so no life one. never watch before ^^&lt;br /&gt;in the end. lets see, amongst the five of us, OMG ONLY I WATCHED BEFORE. CRAP HUHS.&lt;br /&gt;miss ng also got watched before xp&lt;br /&gt;i think she's damn childish cans. play maple, and den now, watch mian bao chao ren before.&lt;br /&gt;ahahs(:&lt;br /&gt;edwen also got watch before ehhhhs :p&lt;br /&gt;haonan also:p&lt;br /&gt;and cheryl:p&lt;br /&gt;jeffrey:p&lt;br /&gt;who else who else? super lil la. aiyahhhhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so germaine just called me during pe.&lt;br /&gt;she saw my blog, and started smsing dear ask him if he really chap gang.&lt;br /&gt;dear say yes, and dunno what say will quit for me since he not gin nah.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;okay dunno lurhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rahhhh. i'm still confused. only people like chelsea, youjin, lyndsey know.&lt;br /&gt;between the two, how how how! Dx&lt;br /&gt;i shall try to not care first gahhhhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahs okay shall go surf the net first(;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-9077740891136592340?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/9077740891136592340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=9077740891136592340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/9077740891136592340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/9077740891136592340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/05/ok-here-im-d-eh-eh-clarify-first-horhs.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-6318004710243254537</id><published>2008-04-30T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T16:41:30.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_X9MHu88DMAo/SBgqYZ6_t3I/AAAAAAAAAC0/tyEUliHjfkk/s1600-h/goals.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_X9MHu88DMAo/SBgqYZ6_t3I/AAAAAAAAAC0/tyEUliHjfkk/s320/goals.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194948768935425906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;(ps this was supposed to be post on wednesday, but mozilla firefox cocked up.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello hello!:D&lt;br /&gt;today was fun overall{:&lt;br /&gt;urgh yeah like dear,you would probably ask how's my exam XD&lt;br /&gt;english letter writing was longer thn my actual paper, great?&lt;br /&gt;hahs, but seriously quite alot of thing to write wht.&lt;br /&gt;fine, maybe its just tht i watch television alot so give me tht kind of topic, i instantly become genius ^ ^&lt;br /&gt;praise praise praise? :x&lt;br /&gt;bleahs~ xD&lt;br /&gt;and thn for chinese paper i think i rock your sock off man,&lt;br /&gt;i write 3 pages when all the rest only write one page plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;eeeyer, rebecca don't be so cocky lurhs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and thn rebecca replied 'ok i shall try my best'&lt;br /&gt;erm, okay whatever. i'm just kind of used to talking to myself. eeee, you, weirdo! @.@&lt;br /&gt;so for the exams, hsin fen is sitting IN FRONT OF ME.&lt;br /&gt;and then shermay BEHIND ME.&lt;br /&gt;shenghui BESIDE ME.&lt;br /&gt;and the other side. ah crap, forgot about it totally? rahhhs.&lt;br /&gt;and tht retarded bleached bangla beside me keep on saying dear's name.&lt;br /&gt;arrghhh x)&lt;br /&gt;nvrmindnvrmind, i forgive you lahs(:&lt;br /&gt;xiao bai ~~ (: uhhuh. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;thn after school yangwei they all asked the class if we want maths make up lesson today or friday...&lt;br /&gt;fucktard. obviously not today no matter what lurhs.&lt;br /&gt;i see graph paper i jitao headpain:/&lt;br /&gt;so so so, final conclusion, F-R-I-D-A-Y:o&lt;br /&gt;still rather sad, cox afterall there's still make up lesson.&lt;br /&gt;screw miss ng lurhs, lol.&lt;br /&gt;kaykay skip tht:D&lt;br /&gt;and thn we are released at like 12. 30.&lt;br /&gt;so me,carolyn,chelsea,weishan,germaine,went to eastpoint:D&lt;br /&gt;realised its like the first time the five of us go out tgt?&lt;br /&gt;so its like i see carolyn walking down the hill feel very gao wei.&lt;br /&gt;thn she was like, you think i never walk the hill before is it!&lt;br /&gt;and then at the mrt station, we took the lift marrhs.&lt;br /&gt;and thn carolyn was looking at her reflection, i thought she wanna go out from tht door,&lt;br /&gt;and thn was like 'eh carolyn, this side la'&lt;br /&gt;and she was like totally diaoded by me.&lt;br /&gt;eh no la, this proves my care and concern to carolyn la horhs.&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;then yeah when we alighted at simei,&lt;br /&gt;we see tht the long john silver is filled with nurses.&lt;br /&gt;then like, err, wow.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to give up eating long johns,&lt;br /&gt;then went to kfc to sit for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;and thn pickypicky weishan and germaine decided tht they want long johns.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah walked back there.&lt;br /&gt;nurses are still there, and its kind of noisy la.&lt;br /&gt;this proves sth la, nurses cannot talk in hospital so come here gossip bout the newest shuaige patient ! :D&lt;br /&gt;don't give me the dashdotdash look okays (:&lt;br /&gt;and then at first we couldn't find a place,&lt;br /&gt;but then i think because got my presense and thn someone give up their space for us.&lt;br /&gt;human beings are nice in nature(:&lt;br /&gt;duh-uh-uh :p&lt;br /&gt;and then we went to order food.&lt;br /&gt;mix mix mix dunno 8 fish and with the side dishes lurhs.&lt;br /&gt;aiyoh i so hungry they only give me one fish T.T&lt;br /&gt;kay lurhs no la they gave me the chance to eat my beloved black pepper rice! :D&lt;br /&gt;ahahs, its real nice la lol. cox afterall its black pepper, wo de zui ai.&lt;br /&gt;and basically the five of us are like mad womans, laughing like there's no tmr.&lt;br /&gt;ESPECIALLY WITH CHELSEA CHIN WHO DUNNO HOW TO CUT.&lt;br /&gt;you know when she cut, she is basically pulling the fish apart.&lt;br /&gt;unglam chelsea. tsktsk :/&lt;br /&gt;and thn there's this miss carolyn who keep on insist tht she's the most sane when she's like laughing non-stop. lol?&lt;br /&gt;wah most pro is germaine siahs. drink coke in the end can even find 10 cent inside.&lt;br /&gt;i hope she choke, ahahs :D&lt;br /&gt;thn weishan arhs.... keep on finding people to joke about. hmph!&lt;br /&gt;so you can see, overall i'm still the most normal one. like DUH.&lt;br /&gt;so eat finish lerrhs slack for awhile dhen germaine chao want go home sleep&lt;br /&gt;peegpeeg XD&lt;br /&gt;and thn yeah chelsea, weishan, and germaine take bus,&lt;br /&gt;me and carolyn take train...&lt;br /&gt;carolyn go back anglican find her hexian korkor.&lt;br /&gt;lol, actually i should use the excuse tht i lend her my phone to sms to extort chocolate from hexian.&lt;br /&gt;wahahahhas :p&lt;br /&gt;lil' miss greedy *two fingers up(:*&lt;br /&gt;+cheese+&lt;br /&gt;ahahs.&lt;br /&gt;but then me and carolyn take different side,&lt;br /&gt;and then as usual trains like me more. i zao first (:&lt;br /&gt;and then go home immediately go chope my computer in case any idiot wanna snatch it from me.&lt;br /&gt;heh xD&lt;br /&gt;dendenden went to meet esther (:&lt;br /&gt;she claimed to wanna go library to study but in the end playplayplay.&lt;br /&gt;incorrigible kid :x&lt;br /&gt;yeah so we met at 6 then go to compasspoint.&lt;br /&gt;dunno la, go popular seesee awhile den go library read some weird weird de book.&lt;br /&gt;when i say weird. really i mean weird.&lt;br /&gt;we go take what, differences between girls and boys XD&lt;br /&gt;i tell you something tht makes absolute sense.&lt;br /&gt;the book states,&lt;br /&gt;"when guys are angry, girls think they are man and gutsy.&lt;br /&gt;  when girls are angry, guys think they are bitches."&lt;br /&gt;find it familiar? :x&lt;br /&gt;ahahs:D&lt;br /&gt;okay and i just visited esther blog.&lt;br /&gt;cox she borrowed one of the crap book home and she posted what is it about.&lt;br /&gt;ok, i show you what she typed :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GREAT THING ABOUT BEING WOMANS:D&lt;br /&gt;-there's something called lady liberty&lt;br /&gt;-we have separate compartments for peeing.&lt;br /&gt;-its 100 percent tht god create woman earlier than man. but then you always make a rough draft before the masterpiece.&lt;br /&gt;-save time shaving face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WITHOUT US WOMANS :D&lt;br /&gt;-without mrs claus, santa would be tinkering in his workshop till febuary.&lt;br /&gt;-without juliet, romeo might have hooked up with some girl tht his mother fetched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WOMAN KNOW:D&lt;br /&gt;-we know whose boobs is bigger&lt;br /&gt;-we know which kind of pants will slenderize our thighs.&lt;br /&gt;-we know which guy is suitable for us.&lt;br /&gt;-we know what we ate and where we ate at our last dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok sth lidat. actually i skipped one whole chunk of word la hehs(:&lt;br /&gt;anyway esther, you really would find a guy who love you one day :D&lt;br /&gt;wait wait wait. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;---------fast forward(today)--------&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first i'm supposed to go out with dear,&lt;br /&gt;but then dunno la he got his exam tomorrow and thn his mother go confiscate his phone.&lt;br /&gt;just now he called me in the morning say he go his void-deck waste 10 cent just to inform me.&lt;br /&gt;haix.... i miss him alot alot lurhs D:&lt;br /&gt;hours not talking to him, zzzz.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday he told me sth, which makes my heart skip a beat.&lt;br /&gt;yeah i got thio stunned lurhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dear, i don't like you to continue fighting and chup gang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you said you are tired of your style of life too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you know i'll be worried for you. i really will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so please, don't disappoint me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you said you would take care of me forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you will keep your promise huhs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i love you, from the bottom of my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but after our meeting ytd night, i'm sure, you have the ability to protect me, from anyone,anything. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i believe you, when you said you will quit it soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't break the promise please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-6318004710243254537?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/6318004710243254537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=6318004710243254537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570814903954821743.post-8038701358009281222</id><published>2008-04-27T10:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T11:32:30.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_X9MHu88DMAo/SBPmhp6_t2I/AAAAAAAAACs/ZxdmY_Hj5So/s1600-h/soccer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_X9MHu88DMAo/SBPmhp6_t2I/AAAAAAAAACs/ZxdmY_Hj5So/s320/soccer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193748261151684450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;morning morning! :D&lt;br /&gt;hello dear readers, see my on top de picture already mahhhs? xD&lt;br /&gt;its soccer! ahahahs(((:&lt;br /&gt;you must be thinking, 'why did u put this?' horhs?&lt;br /&gt;okay i tell you why, cox chelsea won the match ytd[:&lt;br /&gt;despite ronaldo going up to play at the second half :D&lt;br /&gt;whoosh! :p&lt;br /&gt;but i feel tht vidic is really pitiful to bleed so much. i totally feel EEEEK when i see a gush of blood coming out from his mouth cans :x&lt;br /&gt;told yeah rebecca is compassionate, urghhh :/&lt;br /&gt;lol, oh ya and i deeply urge huizhen not to marry a football player,&lt;br /&gt;so unsecure lurhs, might die ANYTIME.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;okayokay, so the score is 2 to 1.&lt;br /&gt;lucky arhs:D&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly realised. eh! why am i so obsessed with chelsea winning! i dun even support tht club!~&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh, whatever. man utd never win can already xD&lt;br /&gt;make my daddy, huizhen, and yanjun angry cox i don't like man utd.&lt;br /&gt;heh hehs x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, and i had found another quote which is as meaningful as&lt;br /&gt;' don't cry because it has ended,smile because it has happened.'&lt;br /&gt;and tht is... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;'anyone can make you smile,anyone can make you cry,but it takes someone really special to make you smiles with tears in your eyes'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love this, classic XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently i had been weird, really really weird.&lt;br /&gt;the night before, i slept from 7 to 10.30, and i ended up waking up doing nothing, then slept bacl at 4am.&lt;br /&gt;ytd night, i slept at like 11 to 1, and den ended up sleeping at 4.30.&lt;br /&gt;how great =.= hahs:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there's this sudden rush to study nowadays,&lt;br /&gt;like those hardly-study-kind-of-material actually studied.&lt;br /&gt;kays, let me tell you sth. mr. darling actually studied ystd night for my sake.&lt;br /&gt;how sweet alrights (:&lt;br /&gt;he is those fucking kind of person tht teacher hated lurhs lol xD&lt;br /&gt;so the last time he actually touched his geography textbook should be last year, according to him.&lt;br /&gt;ahahs, love you lurhs (:&lt;br /&gt;and tht includes carolyn too.&lt;br /&gt;with the help of his he jun/he xian korkor she has been super super hardworking cans...&lt;br /&gt;oh and i am so gonna say hello to him next time i see him.&lt;br /&gt;tht time just because germaine say hello to him and he accidentally dao her she got like one whole bar of chocolate?&lt;br /&gt;rahhh, so unfair! :D&lt;br /&gt;so conclusion, i must RECOGNISE HIM WITH HIS CURLY CURLY HAIR AND SAID HI AND THEN MAKE SURE HE WILL DAO ME XD&lt;br /&gt;great [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and once again i realised sth.&lt;br /&gt;caro, you forgot to invite me to your church la gahhhhs D:&lt;br /&gt;ok, nvrmind nvrmind rotting at home doesn't hurt much la :p&lt;br /&gt;just make me morally hurt niahs.&lt;br /&gt;okay, enough of craping luhhhs rebecca xD&lt;br /&gt;and don't emo, eat those emo cells and shit it out (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna study today too,&lt;br /&gt;but i don't think so i will be able to bring myself to it.&lt;br /&gt;oh, &amp;amp; hello love XD&lt;br /&gt;hahs(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-8038701358009281222?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/8038701358009281222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=8038701358009281222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/8038701358009281222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/8038701358009281222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/04/morning-morning-d-hello-dear-readers.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_X9MHu88DMAo/SBPmhp6_t2I/AAAAAAAAACs/ZxdmY_Hj5So/s72-c/soccer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570814903954821743.post-1904141444889510847</id><published>2008-04-26T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T10:34:12.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_X9MHu88DMAo/SBMEW56_t1I/AAAAAAAAACk/uafs3WwI1pw/s1600-h/ILOVEYOU.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_X9MHu88DMAo/SBMEW56_t1I/AAAAAAAAACk/uafs3WwI1pw/s320/ILOVEYOU.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193499586840213330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;once upon a time, i had totally lost hope in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but you're like, the key to my heart, the one tht urged me to believe in it agn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you're like,the sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;amp;i'm the sea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;full of love,like setting the birds free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you'll stay in my heartt, peaceful and warm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;like a fire, burning ever so strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lew, let me love you forever[[[:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;260408, i shall rmb this day forever xD&lt;br /&gt;ahahs, prove to me tht not all guys in this world are bastards horhs darling :x&lt;br /&gt;damn happy luhhhs, wakakakas.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah for your information, today is my dearest daddy de birthday(:&lt;br /&gt;but he sick lehhh, awww... &gt;.&lt; sad right.&lt;br /&gt;nvrmind nvrmind just rmb your daughter loves you truckloads x)&lt;br /&gt;this saturday is so beautiful huhs:D&lt;br /&gt;my daddy birthday,&lt;br /&gt;and thn this is the day i found love(:&lt;br /&gt;as well as the chelsea vs man utd match LOL.&lt;br /&gt;for today, i'm gonna support my best friend chelsea, since my dad is gna scream for his ronaldo agn (:&lt;br /&gt;huizhen, you're my rival,for the day xD&lt;br /&gt;currently feeling super happy because my horrible terrible and vegetable brother wouldn't be home any time sooner.&lt;br /&gt;or lol, u wouldn't see me online le right! &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;eee. i just can't understand why is it tht he is forever the one with power and authority when he aren't even the oldest one.&lt;br /&gt;noob shit :x&lt;br /&gt;alright, i'm running out of thing to write about.&lt;br /&gt;ending off hoping tht all the five of us all will find our own happiness, especially germaine la horhs. PATCH BACK WITH HIM LURHS XDDD&lt;br /&gt;ahahs i really feeling super high now ehhhs. rebecca ar, control yourself&lt;br /&gt;+breathe in breathe out+      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-1904141444889510847?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/1904141444889510847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=1904141444889510847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/1904141444889510847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/1904141444889510847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/04/once-upon-time-i-had-totally-lost-hope.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_X9MHu88DMAo/SBMEW56_t1I/AAAAAAAAACk/uafs3WwI1pw/s72-c/ILOVEYOU.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570814903954821743.post-1484542084619356762</id><published>2008-04-25T17:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T13:51:42.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_X9MHu88DMAo/SBKnwJ6_t0I/AAAAAAAAACc/cqlFkh0qO1U/s1600-h/thy+love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_X9MHu88DMAo/SBKnwJ6_t0I/AAAAAAAAACc/cqlFkh0qO1U/s320/thy+love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193397766050527042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm fine as long as you're happy... (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post shall be a lil' random:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'm currently blogshopping[:&lt;br /&gt;thinking of what should i buy... gna save money xD&lt;br /&gt;i want a...&lt;br /&gt;-red collared dress $19   [shoptheblog.blogspot.com]&lt;br /&gt;-black diagonal striped top $19 [shoptheblog.blogspot.com]&lt;br /&gt;-red boyfriend shirt $17 [awesomelittlethings.blogspot.com]&lt;br /&gt;-cheery pink blouse $14.50 [ddiamondsky.blogspot.com]&lt;br /&gt;-mini stripe tank $9.90 [forever21.com]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;GIRLS HAVE THE RIGHT TO BE PAMPERED:DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lolol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-1484542084619356762?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/1484542084619356762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=1484542084619356762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/1484542084619356762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/1484542084619356762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-fine-as-long-as-youre-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_X9MHu88DMAo/SBKnwJ6_t0I/AAAAAAAAACc/cqlFkh0qO1U/s72-c/thy+love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570814903954821743.post-8565715544679045821</id><published>2008-04-25T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T16:51:24.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i saw a frigging hot guy today :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay-ness(: pleasant looking people can make me happy for one whole day XD&lt;br /&gt;okay lurhs maybe my definition of shuai is not totally right, cox germaine didn't say he is.&lt;br /&gt;so well.............. whatever lurhs, he stays near germaine lehhhhs[:&lt;br /&gt;so cool... my block don't even have any hawt guy. rahhhh:/&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, reason why i saw germaine's house;D&lt;br /&gt;she dragged me to take bus no. twelve with her...&lt;br /&gt;and thn me, being as usual-ly nice,agreed x.x&lt;br /&gt;tht is, with her providing my two sets of 55 cents.&lt;br /&gt;hahs, don't think she's THIS nice, she koped it from yanjun fiercely.&lt;br /&gt;lol. yeah(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i meant i indirectly saved some money XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tada-taadaa(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;practically i'm blogging about nothing, once again.&lt;br /&gt;random yeah;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today has no cca,&lt;br /&gt;so school ended at 12.30?&lt;br /&gt;walked down the slope with chelsea and co. XD&lt;br /&gt;but today chelsea take the other bus stop de bus, very bu xiguan kind of feeling.&lt;br /&gt;lolol.&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, i saw angelene today, with jeremy!:D&lt;br /&gt;oohh ooh... ok well i should say i saw them at the bus stop outside their school and thn decided to take 89 instead of 88 to kacheowy both of them... x)&lt;br /&gt;i remembered sunday after tuition me,esther and angelene were like extorting one another to speak the truth.&lt;br /&gt;and thn they were like disiao-ing me here and there just because ... nvm......&lt;br /&gt;gahhhhh... i've got weird friends around me zzzz.&lt;br /&gt;ok lame lame lame.&lt;br /&gt;and now i kena reminded of zhe wei's express dating de card... errrr?&lt;br /&gt;hilarious piece of crap,hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then the five of us were super siao today during chinese lesson,&lt;br /&gt;playing different kind of childish game XD&lt;br /&gt;when all the others are playing psp.&lt;br /&gt;OUTDATED PEOPLE LIKE US. hahas&lt;br /&gt;baby baby baby check... :x&lt;br /&gt;i guess, lots of people must be giving us the dortz look cans, ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i really feel pretty worn out.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i really feel i really should have studied well last year.&lt;br /&gt;yes i do love 2k,but then i think i will really neglect EVERYTHING in such a class.&lt;br /&gt;easily influenced? maybe?&lt;br /&gt;gahhh, its like all the teachers are saying our class is hopeless.&lt;br /&gt;idk if its true. but i'm practically half-dozing in all the lessons.&lt;br /&gt;carolyn is starting to buck up.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder, can i?&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;i must admit, there're this once or twice tht i want to be loved by someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-8565715544679045821?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/8565715544679045821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=8565715544679045821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/8565715544679045821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/8565715544679045821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-saw-frigging-hot-guy-today-d-yay-ness.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-5494863643985943209</id><published>2008-04-23T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T18:46:47.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah people, finally another new update:D&lt;br /&gt;the main reason why i actually switch on the computer is because yanjun told me what he tagged.&lt;br /&gt;and MUST CLARIFY[:&lt;br /&gt;horhs horhs horhs (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay well i just kena kaopei by my mother,&lt;br /&gt;because of my every-year-lost-one-wallet-situation.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;guilty? you ask me if i feel guilty? weird. but no.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;and this morning when i told caro i lost my wallet caro was like 'WAD? ARE YOU KIDDING? YOU LOSE YOUR WALLET YOU LIKE NOTHING HAPPEN LIDAT. THT TIME MR GEY WANT CONFISCATE YOUR PHONE YOU IMMEDIATELY BREAK DOWN'&lt;br /&gt;hahs,i'm totally like laugh till peng lurhs.&lt;br /&gt;kinda... true x)&lt;br /&gt;but hey, i srsly cannot do anything mahhhs.&lt;br /&gt;like wad, put my wallet in wad? deposit box ar?&lt;br /&gt;i tell u, if really got such thing,i would have lost the entire key to the box:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, recently lots of stuffs happen.&lt;br /&gt;like, amongst us 5ive, there was once 3 of them attached.&lt;br /&gt;and now, 2 broke off on the same day, leaving with one.&lt;br /&gt;hahs it must sound really very funny.&lt;br /&gt;but lol, dunno if should feel happy or sad for them:/&lt;br /&gt;but its damn weird la, they break up with people not sad one la. weirdos :x&lt;br /&gt;maybe cox they still have got plenty of choices, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;2ndly, erm my old azaemia come out worst this month,&lt;br /&gt;maybe bcox of the unpredictable weather,&lt;br /&gt;which the doctor says,&lt;br /&gt;and me not eating those disgusting pills.&lt;br /&gt;the itch is srsly terrible,gahhh.&lt;br /&gt;but ya, i think it will still get better after one month or so.&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE! i dun want to live like this. yeah, so i hope time past faster(:&lt;br /&gt;3rdly,my hair is getting all over the place,as in my fringe is getting as bad as germaine's, lol.&lt;br /&gt;i want to have an haircut,but sort of worried lurhs.&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't want people to look at me with those kind of weirdweird expression.&lt;br /&gt;4thly,i came to realise tht i actually can survive one whole day without smsing.&lt;br /&gt;tht is, IF I WANT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, yuppps.&lt;br /&gt;and for today while sitting the train i actually took the mrt all the way to eunos -.-&lt;br /&gt;i know i'm dumb,and stupid. but,whatever :x&lt;br /&gt;there's a reason okay! i was standing at the metal thingy there, cannot look out of the window.&lt;br /&gt;so.... rahhhhs.&lt;br /&gt;its like, i look around, ehhh? where's all those ahs ppl i saw just now?&lt;br /&gt;but end up to be not late, but yes on the dot:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maths test, without a calculator initially was what i thought.&lt;br /&gt;shifu wanna help at first, but i think lesson clash or sth lidat.&lt;br /&gt;dunno lurhs...&lt;br /&gt;in the end cheryl is my saviour.&lt;br /&gt;so tht beautifully vandalised calculator is currently at the foot of my table.&lt;br /&gt;i see 2K on it!&lt;br /&gt;w000ta~~~~(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks cheryl, love you ^ ^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessons today was quite a breeze,&lt;br /&gt;oh wait, when is it ISN'T?&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;maths test was... urghhhh.&lt;br /&gt;so sad, didn't get to see lydia giving devotion, hahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good morning fullstop.&lt;br /&gt;good afternoon fullstop.&lt;br /&gt;good evening fullstop.&lt;br /&gt;good night fullstop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tht totally depends on what time of the day are YOU reading my post. [[[:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-5494863643985943209?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/5494863643985943209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=5494863643985943209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/5494863643985943209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/5494863643985943209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/04/yeah-people-finally-another-new-updated.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-7838524273272524034</id><published>2008-04-20T08:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T09:52:15.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_X9MHu88DMAo/SAqViMGd3iI/AAAAAAAAACM/uAyd46kFEjk/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_X9MHu88DMAo/SAqViMGd3iI/AAAAAAAAACM/uAyd46kFEjk/s320/Image005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191125935094357538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yay i know i look ugly, but whatever:D&lt;br /&gt;see, i so nice show you all the shifu and tudi photo :)&lt;br /&gt;so this was taken ytd at the national library there&lt;br /&gt;edwen's spastic looking,heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;yeah and den when i was taking photo with him youjin was like using the O.O eyes to stare at me-.-&lt;br /&gt;and thn i O.O back. hahhahas,anw my eyes are beeger xD&lt;br /&gt;so, no threat no threat.&lt;br /&gt;and while walking through the bugis street, youjin asked me lots of weird weird thing, lol.&lt;br /&gt;no, i dunwant tell you what ^ ^&lt;br /&gt;ok lets do the rewinding thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;--------- back back back---------&lt;br /&gt;so met the sec2s at 12 at bugis control station,&lt;br /&gt;den wanted to go eat,&lt;br /&gt;den walked one big round.&lt;br /&gt;sec 3 dunno occupy what restaurant,&lt;br /&gt;den sec 4s occupy pastamania.&lt;br /&gt;so we think think think,&lt;br /&gt;feel like eating pastamania den go there eat with sec four lorhs...(:&lt;br /&gt;den after we go in its damn funneh,&lt;br /&gt;we are making like hell loads of noises,&lt;br /&gt;and den i bet the sec fours are damn embarassed by us.&lt;br /&gt;den after they leave, aaron was like saying.&lt;br /&gt;' ehhh today edwen look damn shuai and charming lehhh.'&lt;br /&gt;and thn all the rest started commenting 'ya lorhs ya lorhs, i come in i stunned a lil' leh'&lt;br /&gt;then i hesitated for a while 'of course he shuai la, he's my shifu rmb?'&lt;br /&gt;den everyone starts giving me the dashdotdash look.&lt;br /&gt;then after tht i went to tongfengbaoxin to shifu.&lt;br /&gt;and he was like 'tsktsk,use my name to gain fame arhs...'&lt;br /&gt;LOL?&lt;br /&gt;hahahs den after eating went to meet all the others at the mrt station again.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah went to the national library there.&lt;br /&gt;and den finally lyndsey came, with a strand of green fake hair.&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;and everyone starts commenting tht ________.&lt;br /&gt;ahems!!!~~~~&lt;br /&gt;she looks so lianish xD&lt;br /&gt;but still chio lurhs.&lt;br /&gt;hahas, but seriously lyn looks like karwing.&lt;br /&gt;i mean it luhhhs lol.&lt;br /&gt;although after asking edwen, he says she doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;erm welll.... everyone different thinking lurhs[:&lt;br /&gt;tada tada!&lt;br /&gt;and then watched the show.&lt;br /&gt;its damn funny, but den super crap lurhhhs...&lt;br /&gt;nonsensical, lol.&lt;br /&gt;but its entertaining luhhhs, in some way or another.&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah and after the show, me,youjin and lyndsey went to the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;and thn some people thought we are crazy.&lt;br /&gt;all youjin's fault.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;and then come out take some batch photo xD&lt;br /&gt;then shifu want me take photo with him, which is THIS PHOTO.&lt;br /&gt;shangbo is the photographer, lols.&lt;br /&gt;den went bugis street with youjin.&lt;br /&gt;bargain bargain bargain, sweet[:&lt;br /&gt;so she is damn happy cox its her first time bargaining.&lt;br /&gt;new conclusion. guys salesman are the easiest to bargain with.&lt;br /&gt;5 dollars shoot down just like tht.&lt;br /&gt;ahahahhs;D&lt;br /&gt;so youjin carried her bag around with a wide grin on her face.&lt;br /&gt;partially my contribution luhhhs.&lt;br /&gt;ahhh, den meet up with aaron they all at yoshinoya.&lt;br /&gt;and i was staring at the 5 of them eat.&lt;br /&gt;awww, pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;BUT I NOT SILLY HORHS. i'm just thirsty[:&lt;br /&gt;and i'm so happy,cox for the whole day i had been talking to shifu,&lt;br /&gt;which i very long never done so.&lt;br /&gt;lols...&lt;br /&gt;den reached home at around 8.30?&lt;br /&gt;and shifu says THE SEC FOUR GUYS ARE STILL GOING HIS HOUSE FOR MAHJONG.&lt;br /&gt;don't they need to go home?&lt;br /&gt;weird, lol.&lt;br /&gt;but then yeah homesweet home,&lt;br /&gt;and slept with a super lame bedtime story of his.&lt;br /&gt;hahs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_X9MHu88DMAo/SAqViMGd3iI/AAAAAAAAACM/uAyd46kFEjk/s72-c/Image005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570814903954821743.post-4246074066924286219</id><published>2008-04-17T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T17:12:52.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;i find myself stupid, really really stupid.&lt;br /&gt;to try to recall what had happened between me and you.&lt;br /&gt;once upon a time, i heard alot about you.&lt;br /&gt;be it, negative, or positive.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't know who you are,&lt;br /&gt;just tht you are a friend of my friend.&lt;br /&gt;its fate tht brings us tgt, ain't?&lt;br /&gt;its fate tht caused me to wait by the phone to check if there is any missed call,&lt;br /&gt;or rather, unread messages. yes,from you.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know wat caused me to like you so much.&lt;br /&gt;afterall,liking someone you don't need a bloody reason.&lt;br /&gt;whatever they say about you, i closed one of my ear.&lt;br /&gt;hahs yes you are so bad, so flirt, so useless, but 'WHATEVER'&lt;br /&gt;i like you, tht's it.&lt;br /&gt;the day you told me you liked me,&lt;br /&gt;i remembered rolling on my bed for like 2 hours-.-&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm crazy, yes weird to say, i really do.&lt;br /&gt;its like, at tht moment.&lt;br /&gt;some kind of feeling tells me tht we are gonna last forever.&lt;br /&gt;grinning from ear to ear, my mum said tht i had gone crazy.&lt;br /&gt;the next few days, i feel so loved. really really loved.&lt;br /&gt;from nothing, to something, from something,to everything.&lt;br /&gt;different class, different cca, different teachers, different characters.&lt;br /&gt;but it isn't a great deal, to us who are facing it tgt.&lt;br /&gt;days of bliss, days of happiness,i'm so glad, so glad i've gotten the right guy.&lt;br /&gt;at least tht was what i thought at tht point in time.&lt;br /&gt;butterflies in the stomach, right i experienced it.&lt;br /&gt;but you don't.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what's your definition of relationship.&lt;br /&gt;but i ignored tht.&lt;br /&gt;you said you love me, but i knew there was something which you love more.&lt;br /&gt;devoted to cca, maybe tht's your character.&lt;br /&gt;but i can't accept tht.&lt;br /&gt;i really can't.&lt;br /&gt;all the times waiting for a fucking sms of yours,&lt;br /&gt;but your cca takes up like 3 quarter of your life?&lt;br /&gt;and finally vibration came,&lt;br /&gt;i went to where my phone was,&lt;br /&gt;but its not from you.&lt;br /&gt;you know how disappointed am i?&lt;br /&gt;hours later, you replied.&lt;br /&gt;and say tht you've slept once you reached home after your cca.&lt;br /&gt;and at tht point of time, i feel like sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;one day, with about 10 smses.&lt;br /&gt;wad's the point?&lt;br /&gt;i thought it was just for the day,&lt;br /&gt;but i'm wrong.&lt;br /&gt;yes its something important,&lt;br /&gt;but can you at least spare a thought for me?&lt;br /&gt;as a girlfriend, i find myself a real failure.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'm sensitive, i just feel like. he's getting tired of me.&lt;br /&gt;yeah,tht kind of feeling.&lt;br /&gt;so i start emoing and sending you those irritating smses which makes you feel damn fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;you didn't say so, but i know it, from the bottom of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;i thought breaking up is good for both me and you.&lt;br /&gt;enough is enough.&lt;br /&gt;but fact tells me tht, after 4 months, i still think about you.&lt;br /&gt;and thoughts of you still lingers on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;i really really hope, time can go back, and me and you would just change for each other sake.&lt;br /&gt;but its impossible.&lt;br /&gt;the feeling i've now is tht you like someone else already.&lt;br /&gt;i suck, yes i suck.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh wad's happening to me.&lt;br /&gt;no, please tell me i don't love you anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-4246074066924286219?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/4246074066924286219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=4246074066924286219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/4246074066924286219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/4246074066924286219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-find-myself-stupid-really-really.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-2292473451712459259</id><published>2008-04-14T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T17:03:40.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>most probably wouldn't be blogging anytime sooner;D&lt;br /&gt;depends on my mood lurhs.&lt;br /&gt;readers, miss me kays?&lt;br /&gt;rebecca loves you &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;hahahs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-2292473451712459259?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/2292473451712459259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=2292473451712459259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/2292473451712459259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/2292473451712459259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/04/most-probably-wouldnt-be-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-1066468920235942711</id><published>2008-04-13T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T11:27:09.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I WANT WATCH &lt;u&gt;SKY OF LOVE :D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-1066468920235942711?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/1066468920235942711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=1066468920235942711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/1066468920235942711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/1066468920235942711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-want-watch-sky-of-love-d.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-5223519723010162784</id><published>2008-04-13T10:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T11:08:11.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_X9MHu88DMAo/SAFvGbbWeeI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Yg1Iu4bmxVU/s1600-h/emo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_X9MHu88DMAo/SAFvGbbWeeI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Yg1Iu4bmxVU/s320/emo.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188550401939896802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahhhh. i can't stand myself, for my emoness :/&lt;br /&gt;nevermind,i've got like lotsa things to blog out,&lt;br /&gt;but this isn't the right place...&lt;br /&gt;shall go rant it somewhere else ;O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;i don't have the courage to blog everything out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+silence+&lt;br /&gt;who says i don't emo?&lt;br /&gt;though i laugh like a piece of crap... (:&lt;br /&gt;i dunch like mood swing lurhs +bang head into wall+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay lurhs, i'm alright[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brian is here for me no matter what XD&lt;br /&gt;*pukes*&lt;br /&gt;eeeeeeeeeyer~~~&lt;br /&gt;hahahs this is so random lurhs.&lt;br /&gt;cox he now telling me some kind of stupid crap:x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i will blog some time later,&lt;br /&gt;shall go suft the net first :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-5223519723010162784?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/5223519723010162784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=5223519723010162784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/5223519723010162784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/5223519723010162784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/04/gahhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_X9MHu88DMAo/SAFvGbbWeeI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Yg1Iu4bmxVU/s72-c/emo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570814903954821743.post-2688771720789977909</id><published>2008-04-12T11:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T12:10:15.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_X9MHu88DMAo/SAAm0EsxGxI/AAAAAAAAABs/VZA07Q05uro/s1600-h/love+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_X9MHu88DMAo/SAAm0EsxGxI/AAAAAAAAABs/VZA07Q05uro/s320/love+me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188189446787373842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;what's love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i don like the feeling of emptiness :/&lt;br /&gt;current mood- kinda emo.&lt;br /&gt;*haix*&lt;br /&gt;oh wells, whatever?&lt;br /&gt;no one cares. anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah ytd's lesson was yeah, boring.&lt;br /&gt;mid year exams would be screwed! D:&lt;br /&gt;hundred percent :x&lt;br /&gt;frankly speaking, i miss good grades.&lt;br /&gt;i really do lurhs.&lt;br /&gt;gahhh ;O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after school cca[:&lt;br /&gt;went down to 2B to find jing lei,&lt;br /&gt;and then gossiped awhile in the class...&lt;br /&gt;den went to canteen, wanna buy something to eat.&lt;br /&gt;but i was broke at tht moment, i really is.&lt;br /&gt;forget to get money from my daddy, how stupid i'm, lol.&lt;br /&gt;then yeah i don really know what we did,&lt;br /&gt;just tht i saw sherrie stead on the way and we start talking(;&lt;br /&gt;yeah she kena caught for her pretty curtains of hair on her face XD&lt;br /&gt;so she got to see cai lao shi everyday?&lt;br /&gt;poor thing uhhhs...&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, for your information, this super guai student down here, indirectly meaning me.&lt;br /&gt;DIDN'T KENA ^ ^&lt;br /&gt;*applauds*&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and den the rest of the two groups are like, busy rehearsing again.&lt;br /&gt;and video, SLACK.&lt;br /&gt;zzzzzz,tht's lame.&lt;br /&gt;but i really feel tht i am good for nothing lurhhhhhhs.&lt;br /&gt;ahhh T.T&lt;br /&gt;but we got to use the computers =D&lt;br /&gt;yea, the only thing good about it.&lt;br /&gt;ahahahs &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay okay so after slacking veh long in the library,&lt;br /&gt;we went to watch the rehearsal of the two groups lurhs...&lt;br /&gt;shi fu damn hilarious, hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;i made him laugh :D&lt;br /&gt;kakaks~~[:&lt;br /&gt;yeah, and then after cca is captain's ball...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd don't have the mood for it,&lt;br /&gt;so me and youjin was just like gossiping and talking and stuffs;D&lt;br /&gt;bleahx.&lt;br /&gt;den den den.&lt;br /&gt;after captain's ball, went to take bus with sheena[:&lt;br /&gt;she was so moody lurhs, aiyoh ehhhhs.&lt;br /&gt;then i went to meet gordan for awhile,&lt;br /&gt;sit at the playground tht side... hahahas&lt;br /&gt;he's damn shocking, suddenly when i walking home he come ask me if i really feel like going home now.&lt;br /&gt;then i was like kind of sian, so went playplay with him for awhile lorhs.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, he entertained me alot by playing hide and seek with himself, PSYCHO :x&lt;br /&gt;and, sadly, he sucked at it kays...&lt;br /&gt;after tht me and him started resting at the playground.&lt;br /&gt;as in talktalktalk about what happened today and stuffs lahs.&lt;br /&gt;then this family came, it was mix blood;D&lt;br /&gt;as in the mother's a caucasian and then the father's a singaporean.&lt;br /&gt;the kid is super super cute lahs (:&lt;br /&gt;and after playing quite awhile with him, ahahs he got deeply attached to me :D&lt;br /&gt;he keep slapping gordan's face and then gordan was like, err, kind of angry?&lt;br /&gt;but i tell him something which makes him happy again [:&lt;br /&gt;guess what i told him? 'okay, dumbass, i let you play my cake mania'&lt;br /&gt;and he started grinning from ear to ear.&lt;br /&gt;i think right, i sec two also more mature than this sec three person harhs?&lt;br /&gt;so me and tht lil' boy started playing again lurhs,&lt;br /&gt;without tht cake mania addict :D&lt;br /&gt;so the boy was like sitting next to me,&lt;br /&gt;and at one point the lil' boy even hugged me you know! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-FLYS UP TO THE SKY-&lt;br /&gt;woah woah woah, damn cute cans xD&lt;br /&gt;and when the maid went and carry him away,&lt;br /&gt;he was shouting 'jiejie, jiejie' all the way...&lt;br /&gt;and my heartttt melted lurhhs :p&lt;br /&gt;i can be damn happy when i see a kid, i mean it.&lt;br /&gt;but tht depends on my mood lurhs, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and den after tht lil' boy left, i went to snatch my phone away from gordan.&lt;br /&gt;and i was like fucking pissed with him.&lt;br /&gt;he went to see my sms :x&lt;br /&gt;its like, i totally don't mind if someone sees my sms.&lt;br /&gt;but please, at least ask right... xO&lt;br /&gt;dunno lurhs i don like people to do this kind of thing,&lt;br /&gt;den i walked away very angrily.&lt;br /&gt;then he chased after me and started apologising.&lt;br /&gt;i am this kind of person who won't get angry for a long time one mahhhs.&lt;br /&gt;so i was like 'promise me not to do this kind of thing anymore ahhhs'&lt;br /&gt;den he nodded like some kind of da ben dan.&lt;br /&gt;thenthenthen, he told me sth which makes me &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;stunned for a few minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was like &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;'actually the reason why i look at your message is because i'm very scared tht you liked someone else... and... and... and... i like you.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you imagine what will you do when someone tells you this like, face to face?&lt;br /&gt;then, for once i am actually so brave to answer gordan.&lt;br /&gt;'the feeling i have for you is not tht kind of feeling la. i know you're nice,i know you're good. but yeah you know what i mean la, i don't like you, and there're better girls around buddy!'&lt;br /&gt;he never say anything, he just like sat at the bench and thought for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;the feeling's damn weird la.&lt;br /&gt;as in i super scared, dunno wad he will do.&lt;br /&gt;then i also sit down dere, then suddenly my dad calls me to tell me tht he's in punggol and ask me what i want to eat.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, so after i finished talking, gordan stand up and say 'okay la,you good!, i din expect this from you la rebecca! i walk you to your block... time to go home la, 7.30 liao...'&lt;br /&gt;den he started smiling again.&lt;br /&gt;so i was like seriously damn glad he's still willing to be my friend(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then homesweethome[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;i do miss shi fu's sms...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-2688771720789977909?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/2688771720789977909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=2688771720789977909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/2688771720789977909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/2688771720789977909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/04/whats-love.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_X9MHu88DMAo/SAAm0EsxGxI/AAAAAAAAABs/VZA07Q05uro/s72-c/love+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570814903954821743.post-7153082496240595209</id><published>2008-04-10T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T19:07:53.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_X9MHu88DMAo/R_3vxUsxGwI/AAAAAAAAABk/WZwIxNlWt7Q/s1600-h/Sushi_Love_by_DaggerTribal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_X9MHu88DMAo/R_3vxUsxGwI/AAAAAAAAABk/WZwIxNlWt7Q/s320/Sushi_Love_by_DaggerTribal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187565976449784578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when riceball meets sushi,&lt;br /&gt;and sushi meets riceball,&lt;br /&gt;ITS LOVE[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo earthlings:D&lt;br /&gt;this image is cute uhhhs? :x&lt;br /&gt;argggggggggggh, my blog timing is so not true cans x(&lt;br /&gt;ahahs, fyi the time right now is... 6.49 pm[:&lt;br /&gt;hurhurrrs, today is a super super moody day for me.&lt;br /&gt;no one knows... i told yea i'm gonna bottle up my feelings already (:&lt;br /&gt;no lurhs nothing is gonna happen to me,&lt;br /&gt;things like depression is like absolutely no to rebecca tan li kiat xD&lt;br /&gt;fine my chinese name sucks, i admitted it, so hey, crank tht :D&lt;br /&gt;hehs hehs don't be a evil bastard and start laughing at my damn name!&lt;br /&gt;yes, i'm talking to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoo~~~ x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i reached school late today again, if you are so clever to predict tht, give yourself a pat on your shoulder[:&lt;br /&gt;reached school at 8.35 lidat,thn went to canteen to meet chelsea and carolyn...&lt;br /&gt;thn buy some survival snacks,&lt;br /&gt;if you get what i mean :D&lt;br /&gt;thn went up to classroom for english lesson,&lt;br /&gt;yeah late, but whatever (:&lt;br /&gt;so there, i finally,after much search, found the good thing about staying at the second floor.&lt;br /&gt;FOOD!!! hehs &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;and now we've a professional fedex deliveryman which is *drumroll* tada tada! ALEX XD&lt;br /&gt;yeah he's super fast, and when i say fast, i mean it @.@&lt;br /&gt;kay lurhs not really super fast,but its of... lets say,considerately fast speed.&lt;br /&gt;lessons as usual ^ ^&lt;br /&gt;hahas, ytd i told you guys i'm not supposed to talk for the day harhs?&lt;br /&gt;I TALKED D:&lt;br /&gt;heck, i just can't govern my own mouth, quoted from meng howe[:&lt;br /&gt;lalalas~~~&lt;br /&gt;no one cares lurhs, pfffffft xO&lt;br /&gt;kakaks (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most miserable lesson of the day is science lab,&lt;br /&gt;but today i felt tht it passed quite fast,&lt;br /&gt;since i'm writing the list of stuffs O.O&lt;br /&gt;yeah tht YOU KNOW I KNOW kind of things *grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thn after school met up with qy:D&lt;br /&gt;went her house void deck there,&lt;br /&gt;talktalktalk, homesweethome.&lt;br /&gt;oh bloody crap, i got to complete literature.&lt;br /&gt;carolyn, if you manage to see my post, GAMBAHTEH on the script too(:&lt;br /&gt;yes, rebecca loves you xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh, i hereby conclude tht there is no weee-arnnn-derr-fulll guys in this school,&lt;br /&gt;and pehaps the world :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-7153082496240595209?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/7153082496240595209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=7153082496240595209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/7153082496240595209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>ayes;D&lt;br /&gt;i just came across something really funny online.&lt;br /&gt;its the all familiar kind of introduction phrase?&lt;br /&gt;hahs idk,but its the very fast time i see this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine, call me suaku or whatever,&lt;br /&gt;but its retardedly funny cans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"heihei! halo, 92 m33t u"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahs, then 94 meet who ar?&lt;br /&gt;me is it?&lt;br /&gt;since i'm born in 1994 .__________.&lt;br /&gt;you?&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh, did you notice tht recent upper primary school and lower secondary school KIDS seldom twit anymore?&lt;br /&gt;wahahahahs,overthrown lurhs, the kingdom of twits:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, at least the kids finally woke up[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyah its so random and uninteresting,&lt;br /&gt;but i'm like in no mood to blog D:&lt;br /&gt;okay lurhs since i have blogged a teeny weeny bit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92 m33t u w0rhzxzx,&lt;br /&gt;gudbye :D&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, tmr i'm not supposed to talk at all T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-424159434583910144?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/424159434583910144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=424159434583910144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/424159434583910144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/424159434583910144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/04/ayesd-i-just-came-across-something.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-620348868925123628</id><published>2008-04-08T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T19:01:17.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>urghhhh... :/&lt;br /&gt;felt damn fucked up now,&lt;br /&gt;though i didn't say much just now &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to tht two sports class girls from the remedial class,&lt;br /&gt;i dunno where the hell i had offended you,&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what on earth did i make you boshuang with me.&lt;br /&gt;but c'mon how old are you?&lt;br /&gt;don't be so childish la don't even know me then passed shermay a paper tht write 'rebecca sucks'&lt;br /&gt;i know you stupid also dunnid stupid until lidat right.&lt;br /&gt;in history you should have learnt what is P-E-E-P.&lt;br /&gt;tell me all these, and i would kindly accept your so called constructive comment.&lt;br /&gt;but like what the hell? you see me bushuang den do things like that.&lt;br /&gt;awww, so fun.&lt;br /&gt;you suck more than i do uhhhs :D&lt;br /&gt;i'm not angry, i can't be bothered to be angry with people like you[:&lt;br /&gt;i may suck, but there are still people who love me leh. how ar?&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;its damn no life to scold others whom you dunno,&lt;br /&gt;so when you say I SUCK, it means you suck.&lt;br /&gt;get it?&lt;br /&gt;get a life.&lt;br /&gt;why am i talking so much when i don't care?&lt;br /&gt;hahs, fine xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yangwei birthday ytd ;D&lt;br /&gt;doraemon bolster given out liao,&lt;br /&gt;now i'm waiting for CAROLYN BIRTHDAY[:&lt;br /&gt;hahs, oh yea doraemon outing (:&lt;br /&gt;junwei never come remedial the class super quiet lurhs.&lt;br /&gt;i dunch like remedial, when i see those __________.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fullstop [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-620348868925123628?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/620348868925123628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=620348868925123628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/620348868925123628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/620348868925123628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/04/urghhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-570814903954821743.post-1738673168087777462</id><published>2008-04-06T10:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T11:01:24.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>never realised i've been away from msn so long... xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TO BRANDON KOR:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never blame you for daoing my sms lurhs:D&lt;br /&gt;thio banned? :p&lt;br /&gt;lol, thn you must have felt lifeless [:&lt;br /&gt;mei mei still love korkor,hahahs xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-1738673168087777462?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/1738673168087777462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=1738673168087777462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/1738673168087777462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_X9MHu88DMAo/R_grog2waHI/AAAAAAAAABM/VWsitMrmXK4/s320/Gandalf_light.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185942945931487346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;gahhhhs&lt;br /&gt;damn damn tired lurhs...&lt;br /&gt;sorry for not posting for like, 3 days?&lt;br /&gt;or well, 4 days? :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these few days are really supersuper busy and hilarious[:&lt;br /&gt;but somehow i only can rmb... lets say, yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;finee, don't you tell me tht i'm having short term memory :/&lt;br /&gt;so WHAT XD&lt;br /&gt;and furthermore, think properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;darling, you wouldn't possibly love to read my boring school life harhs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, shuddup and listen to what i have for you :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww, so scary ;O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd was a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but don't be taken in by saturday just because its a weekend.&lt;br /&gt;poor thing ahhh :c&lt;br /&gt;rebecca still has CCA&lt;br /&gt;but ahahs, i'm pretty happy though. in a sense, i mean.&lt;br /&gt;so its something like, normal school day.&lt;br /&gt;wake up at 5 again.&lt;br /&gt;yes, note, AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;den after those peetial lil' preparing stuffs,&lt;br /&gt;i went to take bus 89 to pasir ris, and then trained to the tanah merah as usual.&lt;br /&gt;so i reached school at urghh... around 6.50, and there was quite alot of chinese drama people around already.&lt;br /&gt;not only us, there were also a fair amount of concert band people,&lt;br /&gt;most probably preparing for band day :D&lt;br /&gt;yeah anw i came so early practically for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;i could do nothing uhhhs?&lt;br /&gt;so all the while i was siting at a corner, awww emo XD&lt;br /&gt;until i joined youjin and started gossiping :x&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, i ROCK.&lt;br /&gt;friends are one thing, and quarrels between classes is another(:&lt;br /&gt;we shouldn't mix them tgt:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thn we stayed at the eagle nest very very long,&lt;br /&gt;until around 9 den we set off to ulu pandan.&lt;br /&gt;weird place right?&lt;br /&gt;at first i was like, ulu panda? are you sure?&lt;br /&gt;then they were saying its pandan, not panda..&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;yeah i at first wanted to go to the beegbeeg lorry,&lt;br /&gt;it seems more fun luhhs.&lt;br /&gt;but well, cannot leh... so nevermind lorhs.&lt;br /&gt;thn at first i said tht i will sit with youjin,&lt;br /&gt;but tht aaron squeeze his ass in youjin seat beside me,&lt;br /&gt;so youjin sat with lyndsey.&lt;br /&gt;yeah so okay lurhs... (:&lt;br /&gt;all the while in the bus i was sharing the (what's tht called? put in ear to hear music de.) with aaron sim.&lt;br /&gt;ok fine i'm stupid.&lt;br /&gt;so hahs, you know what i mean lurhs:D&lt;br /&gt;and he was sleeping leaning on the window whereas i listened to music and close my eyes to relax,&lt;br /&gt;but jeffrey keep on kacheowying us from behind.&lt;br /&gt;aaron was super hilarious, sleep so easy can wake up de!&lt;br /&gt;like say out his name his eyes will open, aiyohh ehhhhs.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhas..&lt;br /&gt;then we take like about 1 hour to reach there.&lt;br /&gt;then yeah, fine, i'm useless like always mahhhs.&lt;br /&gt;me and the other sec twos, practically me,youjin,lyndsey,clarissa was playing each other's phone de games,&lt;br /&gt;and i conclude tht my cake mania is seriously lovable by all[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya, people lets calculate,&lt;br /&gt;we stayed there from around 9.45 till like 1 den we can go in the theatre to see the groups perform.&lt;br /&gt;3 hour plus.. woah!&lt;br /&gt;thn thn thn... our performance aren't really superbly good,&lt;br /&gt;but compared to the rest, HEH HEH XD&lt;br /&gt;yeah confidence tripled[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den after watching alot alot of difference school's performance,&lt;br /&gt;we went back to school.&lt;br /&gt;and people like me and aaron request to let us alight at the mrt station cox we are like,&lt;br /&gt;late for appointment with friends.&lt;br /&gt;yeah... so i went to tampines mall to meet qingying,&lt;br /&gt;aaron went to simei to meet maggie :x&lt;br /&gt;O___O&lt;br /&gt;ahahs,then me and qy was like waiting for stephaine and weiqi but in the end they in cityhall so we decided to eat first.&lt;br /&gt;yuppps.&lt;br /&gt;we eat already den went to tanjong pagar,&lt;br /&gt;actually its quite near in a way or another.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhas, and there was so many people who were dressed like, super nice luhhhs.&lt;br /&gt;so me and qy was like ._______.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, but den nvm lurhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thn watched the concert,&lt;br /&gt;starting was boring...&lt;br /&gt;with the languages i don't even know,&lt;br /&gt;but the rest was okay lurhs...&lt;br /&gt;i think tht, sharpay is really very daring:D&lt;br /&gt;good drama-ist.&lt;br /&gt;and the band was real loud,&lt;br /&gt;to the extent tht it covered the actor and actresses de voice.&lt;br /&gt;thn after concert met sherrie and manjing,&lt;br /&gt;hughug ^ ^&lt;br /&gt;and den go home with sherrie,qingying,stephaine,weiqi and his friend...&lt;br /&gt;yeah den home sweet home at 11.30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, someone said he still likes me after not seeing me for like 2 years... &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;idk what to do lurhs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later got tuition:D&lt;br /&gt;and den extra lesson till 7 plus +.+&lt;br /&gt;so, busy day once again.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahs,don't miss me arhs{:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, i've got a beegbeeg present for yw tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;sth tht has doraemon on it, lol.&lt;br /&gt;advanced happy birthday on my blog. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;he will never see this, anyways.&lt;br /&gt;wa lau, i'm so lame. hahhahas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-385989924474826706?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/385989924474826706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=385989924474826706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/385989924474826706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570814903954821743/posts/default/385989924474826706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/2008/04/gahhhhs-damn-damn-tired-lurhs.html' title=''/><author><name>tell me what's the definition of L.O.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00983627563105955620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_X9MHu88DMAo/R_grog2waHI/AAAAAAAAABM/VWsitMrmXK4/s72-c/Gandalf_light.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570814903954821743.post-138835352309207501</id><published>2008-04-02T17:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T18:21:23.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_X9MHu88DMAo/R_NTKw2waGI/AAAAAAAAABE/TP_BF4hURvM/s1600-h/smiles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_X9MHu88DMAo/R_NTKw2waGI/AAAAAAAAABE/TP_BF4hURvM/s320/smiles.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184579040411936866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&amp;amp; never regret anything tht once made you smile[:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;well, there's a beegbeeg test tmr,&lt;br /&gt;and as you can see, or i should say, think in the right way.&lt;br /&gt;i am bound to fail &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;who bother?&lt;br /&gt;maybe last time i bother, i really really bother.&lt;br /&gt;but now, idc, i am not gonna care.&lt;br /&gt;3 months of not listening in class,&lt;br /&gt;hahs i dun't expect much.&lt;br /&gt;and somemore its like 70% of thew overall, rah i'm thoroughly screwed.&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;i love my life now, happy and simple.&lt;br /&gt;but i know this ain't what i wanted.&lt;br /&gt;gahhhhh, i have to buck up.&lt;br /&gt;p.s i know i wouldn't XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today kena scammed by taxi auntie.&lt;br /&gt;dunno how to drive fuck off lurhs,&lt;br /&gt;well i started waiting for cab ever since 6.15,&lt;br /&gt;hoping tht i can reach school at around 6.45.&lt;br /&gt;basically though my house is farfaraway,&lt;br /&gt;it takes only 15 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;and i ordered a cab lurhs.&lt;br /&gt;the person claimed tht the cab will come at 6.35,&lt;br /&gt;so fine, i wait.&lt;br /&gt;6.35 already still haven't come, like wth, but its still acceptable.&lt;br /&gt;around 6.50 den the stupid cab come.&lt;br /&gt;so i was like, uhhh super pissed lurhs.&lt;br /&gt;but i ren3 :x&lt;br /&gt;den she ask me where is anglican high school,&lt;br /&gt;den i was like 'upper changi road, near tanah merah mrt station'&lt;br /&gt;this is what i always tell the drivers, and they understand lahs&lt;br /&gt;and she was like 'normally do you take taxi?'&lt;br /&gt;den i was like 'sometimes...'&lt;br /&gt;den she is like 'normally which direction do the driver go hurhs?'&lt;br /&gt;den i was like 'when it comes to the place where you turn in to tampinese, don't turn in. go straight.'&lt;br /&gt;den yes she did tht.&lt;br /&gt;den she drivedrivedrive,&lt;br /&gt;den she say 'should be this one turn in.'&lt;br /&gt;so she turned in, guess what shit place it came to.&lt;br /&gt;TAMPINESE.&lt;br /&gt;so its like one whole round, back to tampinese.&lt;br /&gt;den she started blaming me for directing her wrongly.&lt;br /&gt;then nvm, I REN.&lt;br /&gt;den i was like  'ok fine my mistake, so now what are we supposed to do?'&lt;br /&gt;c'mon, i make myself sound as nice as possible liao lurhs.&lt;br /&gt;den she is like 'if i had known you are so undependable, i should have gone my own way.'&lt;br /&gt;den this is not the worst. she was like 'i thought anglican high students should be pretty clever.'&lt;br /&gt;oh please, she is insulting my intelligence lurhs.&lt;br /&gt;then she turned back to pasir ris, den i was like 'auntie, ni dao di yao qu na li?'&lt;br /&gt;den she say 'youngsters nowadays... can't you see i'm trying to get a way out.'&lt;br /&gt;den she turned to SIMEI.&lt;br /&gt;den she finally turned out to expo from dere.&lt;br /&gt;and from expo i know how to direct her already mahhhs.&lt;br /&gt;*phew* talking about it makes me pissed too.&lt;br /&gt;zzzzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;so yes, after much twist and turn, i finally reached my dearest anglican high school in time -.-&lt;br /&gt;with the painful sacrifice of 16 DOLLARS.&lt;br /&gt;if i had gotten some other pro driver, i would be able to save 8 dollars. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;and somemore, as i had just said just now,&lt;br /&gt;i'm trying to reach at 6.45!&lt;br /&gt;guess what time i actually reached school?&lt;br /&gt;7.25 zunzun!&lt;br /&gt;i think if i had taken bus, i would be able to reach like half an hour earlier lurhs.&lt;br /&gt;noob drivers are so disgusting :C&lt;br /&gt;my 16 dollars~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;fine whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class are boring as usual :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm frigging angry tht we got to change classroom T.T&lt;br /&gt;yes, because of our dear classmate xiujian who injured her leg,&lt;br /&gt;2kay is supposed to take 2F'S class,&lt;br /&gt;den 2F is supposed to take 2E'S class,&lt;br /&gt;and den 2H will be taking 2K'S class,&lt;br /&gt;and den 2E go 2H class.&lt;br /&gt;wadtheshit?&lt;br /&gt;i dunwant to move.&lt;br /&gt;i will miss my super vandalised table,&lt;br /&gt;i will miss the loads of rubbish on our class's floor.&lt;br /&gt;i will miss the prettaye decorations on our board.&lt;br /&gt;i will miss the whiteboard.&lt;br /&gt;i will miss the view from my class.&lt;br /&gt;i will miss the slackings at the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;i will miss the 2J,2C,AND 2A people walking past my class.&lt;br /&gt;i will miss the seating arrangement of 2k.&lt;br /&gt;i will miss the decorations outside our class.&lt;br /&gt;i will miss the times when i shout with the rest like nobody's business.&lt;br /&gt;i will miss the stairs which i climb everyday.&lt;br /&gt;i will miss walking past the all saints church.&lt;br /&gt;i will miss the times we can stroll slowly to class saying 'our class 5th floor leh'&lt;br /&gt;i will miss alot and alot of people who is on the 5th story.&lt;br /&gt;i will miss this, i will miss tht.&lt;br /&gt;i will really miss our current classroom.&lt;br /&gt;somemore huddie says tht even if xiujian recover we won't necessary get back our classroom D:&lt;br /&gt;GAHHHHHHHHHHHHH~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pfffffffffft, ain't there anyway else?&lt;br /&gt;we don want to move,&lt;br /&gt;we really don't.&lt;br /&gt;we're gonna go on strike.&lt;br /&gt;we donwant to stay on 2nd floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come, let me analyse for you.&lt;br /&gt;2nd floor= staff room&lt;br /&gt;our 'classroom'= near staffroom.&lt;br /&gt;near staffroom= lots of spotscheck.&lt;br /&gt;lots of spotcheck= no eating in class, no shouting.&lt;br /&gt;which indirectly means NO LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want 2kay classroom back.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want any changes in our wonderful life :/&lt;br /&gt;alleluia XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570814903954821743-138835352309207501?l=thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilhouette-oflurveee.blogspot.com/feeds/138835352309207501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570814903954821743&amp;postID=138835352309207501' title='0 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