<?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-9021219</id><updated>2011-07-08T07:23:03.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>x___HoPe___x</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>186</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021219.post-587963788074905507</id><published>2009-09-30T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T06:19:31.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i see you next to never, oh how can we say forever?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021219.post-2159512058633004890</id><published>2007-04-30T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T23:36:27.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;情&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/9021219-2159512058633004890?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/2159512058633004890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=2159512058633004890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/2159512058633004890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/2159512058633004890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9021219.post-3383608788545937942</id><published>2007-04-10T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T03:59:30.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Conversation between vickyneh and me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Setting: biology lab.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monotonous drone throughout the lab interrupted by Mrs chiaw.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mrs chiaw: girls, is anybody here of blood group A?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-huh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-what.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-i don't know my blood group leh. how.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-eh... i'm of blood group A.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-huh i really don't know... oh no. i'm bloodless.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-... ... what. you can't even bleed to death.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-HAHAHAHA. OMG THAT'S SO TRAGIC! YOU CAN'T EVEN BLEED TO YOUR OWN  DEATH.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess who's the morbid one?&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;and you know, everyday i'd subconciously remind myself of how much i love you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh sweet love of mine, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tell me why then,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;do you have to make my heart ache so?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021219-3383608788545937942?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/3383608788545937942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=3383608788545937942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/3383608788545937942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/3383608788545937942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2007/04/conversation-between-vickyneh-and-me.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9021219.post-2932956550241648521</id><published>2007-04-07T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T09:23:33.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;My love.My life.Our everything.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050721961811234866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W5a0SF5MHAM/RhfE3UkF0DI/AAAAAAAAADs/QAoEq0AfltY/s320/Picture+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050695242819686402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W5a0SF5MHAM/RheskEkF0AI/AAAAAAAAADU/pvOFINIsnXc/s320/SOS4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050694894927335394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W5a0SF5MHAM/RhesP0kFz-I/AAAAAAAAADE/BKTJEKOUCos/s320/26257748717014l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050694993711583218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W5a0SF5MHAM/RhesVkkFz_I/AAAAAAAAADM/kTQZ0jCYsA4/s320/26456230241153l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W5a0SF5MHAM/RhfECUkF0CI/AAAAAAAAADk/PN0VRE1ldVI/s1600-h/CAMPFIRE!+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050721051278168098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W5a0SF5MHAM/RhfECUkF0CI/AAAAAAAAADk/PN0VRE1ldVI/s320/CAMPFIRE!+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W5a0SF5MHAM/RhfDzEkF0BI/AAAAAAAAADc/lTLNfmAUafM/s1600-h/CAMPFIRE!+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050720789285163026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W5a0SF5MHAM/RhfDzEkF0BI/AAAAAAAAADc/lTLNfmAUafM/s320/CAMPFIRE!+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;whatever happened to the courageous guide, mighty monster (it's not king kong mind you), the sleek black batman car and the all time best spiderman with its delicate web you might ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;probably somewhere at the incineration centre damn it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"throw away lah, since they never ask."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;easy for you to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we made them&lt;strong&gt; from scratch&lt;/strong&gt; and in the end,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we have to destroy them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thank &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021219-2932956550241648521?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/2932956550241648521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=2932956550241648521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/2932956550241648521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/2932956550241648521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-love.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W5a0SF5MHAM/RhfE3UkF0DI/AAAAAAAAADs/QAoEq0AfltY/s72-c/Picture+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021219.post-4481957080303637375</id><published>2007-04-06T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T09:26:19.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W5a0SF5MHAM/RhfF40kF0EI/AAAAAAAAAD0/UtC-_AVlbgc/s1600-h/Image020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050723087092666434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W5a0SF5MHAM/RhfF40kF0EI/AAAAAAAAAD0/UtC-_AVlbgc/s320/Image020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050688929217761074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W5a0SF5MHAM/Rhem0kkFzzI/AAAAAAAAABs/mB34x0Hd0Fg/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050689199800700738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W5a0SF5MHAM/RhenEUkFz0I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ujN4gukEEKg/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050689350124556114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W5a0SF5MHAM/RhenNEkFz1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/-KnvTYBRchw/s320/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050693314379370402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W5a0SF5MHAM/Rheqz0kFz6I/AAAAAAAAACk/bCADctNm66o/s320/Image013.jpg" border="0" /&gt; the half done ferris wheel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050689985779715970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W5a0SF5MHAM/RhenyEkFz4I/AAAAAAAAACU/ieoHo4zdVYg/s320/Image015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;up up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050689698016907122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W5a0SF5MHAM/RhenhUkFz3I/AAAAAAAAACM/SZZXX6SAcC4/s320/Image011.jpg" border="0" /&gt; vickyneh and miss oh xy(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's therapeutic you know, kite flying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;though it gets exasperating when the prevailing wind dies down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and you have to get the kite up again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;but&lt;/em&gt;... i still love kite flying! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;any kind soul out there?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;buy me and vicky the 28 bucks butterfly shaped kite!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D &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/9021219-4481957080303637375?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/4481957080303637375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=4481957080303637375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/4481957080303637375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/4481957080303637375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2007/03/half-done-ferris-wheel-up-up-vickyneh.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W5a0SF5MHAM/RhfF40kF0EI/AAAAAAAAAD0/UtC-_AVlbgc/s72-c/Image020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021219.post-1537118866728174709</id><published>2007-04-05T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T07:35:59.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W5a0SF5MHAM/RhUIEkkFzwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K9t1kPok9VA/s1600-h/Wilted_Red_Rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049951431793430274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W5a0SF5MHAM/RhUIEkkFzwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K9t1kPok9VA/s320/Wilted_Red_Rose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't love you like i did, yesterday.&lt;/strong&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/9021219-1537118866728174709?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/1537118866728174709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=1537118866728174709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/1537118866728174709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/1537118866728174709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-dont-love-you-like-i-did-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W5a0SF5MHAM/RhUIEkkFzwI/AAAAAAAAABU/K9t1kPok9VA/s72-c/Wilted_Red_Rose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021219.post-7510457091587298086</id><published>2007-04-02T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T08:14:38.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W5a0SF5MHAM/RhULGEkFzyI/AAAAAAAAABk/Kw21fqUWhto/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049954756098117410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W5a0SF5MHAM/RhULGEkFzyI/AAAAAAAAABk/Kw21fqUWhto/s320/Image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W5a0SF5MHAM/RhUK10kFzxI/AAAAAAAAABc/pXGPHg7nU1Q/s1600-h/Image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049954476925243154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W5a0SF5MHAM/RhUK10kFzxI/AAAAAAAAABc/pXGPHg7nU1Q/s320/Image009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Potatoes of which they turned disgustingly brown after a few hours. and they smelled strongly of onions. simply because shan and vicky were making, what they proudly claimed, onion and potato salad. HAHA okay so anyway they stunk up our side of the classroom and i had to throw them away): shan was reluctant at first until i said i was going to place them on HER table and it'll attract the flies(: oh did i mention that shan is my NEW PARTNERRR? haha we are both damn irritating and highly annoying. but hey i'm sure she whines more than me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha okay maybe not :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Every now and then I get a little bit lonely &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and you're never coming round.&lt;/strong&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/9021219-7510457091587298086?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/7510457091587298086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=7510457091587298086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/7510457091587298086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/7510457091587298086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2007/04/potatoes-of-which-they-turned.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W5a0SF5MHAM/RhULGEkFzyI/AAAAAAAAABk/Kw21fqUWhto/s72-c/Image014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021219.post-8886216965178721971</id><published>2007-03-16T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T09:45:12.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Have you forgotten what you've said?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042193076060523890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W5a0SF5MHAM/Rfl341OFjXI/AAAAAAAAAA8/HFGWxgXlP4c/s320/L_O_V_E__by_rainbowXXprincess.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered how great you and i used to be,&lt;br /&gt;how we always used to balance each other out.&lt;br /&gt;But somewhere along the way,&lt;br /&gt;we fell into these roles that exist on two parallel planes;&lt;br /&gt;with you on one side,&lt;br /&gt;and me, the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh for all the love in the world):&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and do you know that you're the only lover i want?):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021219-8886216965178721971?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/8886216965178721971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=8886216965178721971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/8886216965178721971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/8886216965178721971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2007/03/have-you-forgotten-what-youve-said-i_16.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W5a0SF5MHAM/Rfl341OFjXI/AAAAAAAAAA8/HFGWxgXlP4c/s72-c/L_O_V_E__by_rainbowXXprincess.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021219.post-1666089361793193833</id><published>2007-03-09T21:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T09:41:36.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;But nobody ever said it would hurt this bad.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039920969641463122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="179" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W5a0SF5MHAM/RfFla1OFjVI/AAAAAAAAAAo/REt6o9WTLMg/s320/200425734-001.jpg" width="134" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;you might just as well kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Once upon a time I was falling in love,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But now I'm only falling apart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Once upon a time there was light in my life,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But now there's only love in the dark.&lt;/em&gt;&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/9021219-1666089361793193833?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/1666089361793193833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=1666089361793193833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/1666089361793193833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/1666089361793193833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2007/09/but-nobody-ever-said-it-would-hurt-this.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W5a0SF5MHAM/RfFla1OFjVI/AAAAAAAAAAo/REt6o9WTLMg/s72-c/200425734-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021219.post-4640743987057191018</id><published>2007-02-23T08:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T08:02:02.307-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&amp; when will you learn, that there &lt;em&gt;isn't &lt;/em&gt;a word, for everything?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIANG is such a &lt;em&gt;good&lt;/em&gt; friend.&lt;br /&gt;she dreamt that i was involved in an accident of some sort and kathleen was the one who sent me to the hospital. HAHA curse me! But i was touched la. cause she said she was very sad when she 'heard' the news :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034757483655645506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W5a0SF5MHAM/Rd8NQY-IyUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0IX2YfKQG6A/s320/6469-000027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;me and vicky have never flown a kite before): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;join the losers' club?&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/9021219-4640743987057191018?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/4640743987057191018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=4640743987057191018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/4640743987057191018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/4640743987057191018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2007/02/when-will-you-learn-that-there-isnt.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W5a0SF5MHAM/Rd8NQY-IyUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0IX2YfKQG6A/s72-c/6469-000027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021219.post-117163618649711557</id><published>2007-02-17T00:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T06:03:42.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;You can pretend that you don't need a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4c's full of surprises la! It's a wonder how we were able to pick ourselves up from thursday's rehearsal disaster.&lt;br /&gt;‘是啦，你们是没有准备好‘ （yes, you all werent prepared.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;bet we shocked you(: thank goodness we didnt withdraw from the cny concert. we were &lt;em&gt;this &lt;/em&gt;close(:&lt;br /&gt;okay so me and jiang caught the epic movie on fri. it was so ridiculous i swear i would rather use the money to bribe leeyuting(HAHA) to come to school rather than watch it. the guy sitting beside me in the theatre commented :' PG MY ASS!' after the movie. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6113/606/320/242460/200462510-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm living for the day that I'll be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp;I'm hanging on to every word you've said,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And even if you don't want to speak tonight,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's alright, alright with me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cause I want nothing more,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Than to sit o&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;outside heaven's door,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and listen to you breathing, breathing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For that's where I want to be.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021219-117163618649711557?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/117163618649711557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=117163618649711557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/117163618649711557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/117163618649711557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2007/02/you-can-pretend-that-you-dont-need.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9021219.post-117085105954360807</id><published>2007-02-07T20:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T04:24:19.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt; Tell me you love♥ me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6113/606/320/650779/200248319-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;For with you around,&lt;br /&gt;the world never seemed better.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021219-117085105954360807?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/117085105954360807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=117085105954360807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/117085105954360807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/117085105954360807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2007/02/tell-me-you-love-me.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9021219.post-117059004357276022</id><published>2007-02-04T19:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T03:54:03.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay so it had been a rather busy week with the exception of monday with which i was at home for the whole day watching sesame street, strawberry shortcake and FAIRLY ODD PARENTS :D oh and sms-ing vicky the whole day as well. she got me addicted to fairly odd parents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6113/606/320/585262/untitled1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6113/606/320/822197/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn cute! but i can only watch it twice a week): &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hmmm school was alright i guess. i'm looking forward to hmt lessons now! i think zhang lao shi's getting more and more interesting! haha. spare me the hw though(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jessicashen!&lt;br /&gt;cheer up okay!&lt;br /&gt;yes i know we're in the same pathetic plight,&lt;br /&gt;but i'll be here(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021219-117059004357276022?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/117059004357276022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=117059004357276022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/117059004357276022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/117059004357276022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2007/02/okay-so-it-had-been-rather-busy-week.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9021219.post-116929189024092953</id><published>2007-01-20T19:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T03:18:10.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i have no idea what i'm doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and for every breath you take,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt; breathe again.&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/9021219-116929189024092953?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/116929189024092953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=116929189024092953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/116929189024092953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/116929189024092953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-have-no-idea-what-im-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9021219.post-116860616939254339</id><published>2007-01-13T12:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T22:38:27.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6113/606/1600/496258/200453259-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6113/606/320/872625/200453259-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what more can i say to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since you went away&lt;br /&gt;The sun comes out just the same.&lt;br /&gt;The only difference is,&lt;br /&gt;You'd only call out another name.&lt;br /&gt;which wasn't mine; wasn't me.&lt;br /&gt;To another, to another now,&lt;br /&gt;The one after me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021219-116860616939254339?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/116860616939254339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=116860616939254339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/116860616939254339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/116860616939254339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2007/01/what-more-can-i-say-to-you-ever-since.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9021219.post-116834284708023612</id><published>2007-01-09T20:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T03:40:47.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bio diagnostic test is overrr! But we got scolded anyway. For not being able to state clearly the differences between 'breathing and respiration' and 'defecation and excretion'. I totally forgot about aerobic and anaerobic respiration!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am extremely upset today!):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and vicky said:" Goodness. what happened?"&lt;br /&gt;arrgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and how could you blame me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;for not looking into your eyes,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when your voice was in sync-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;with another.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021219-116834284708023612?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/116834284708023612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LAW OF ATTRACTION&lt;/span&gt;!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay so for the past 3 days&lt;br /&gt;it didn't seem like the starting&lt;br /&gt;of a new year at school for me,&lt;br /&gt;simply because i attended the adam khoo's course,&lt;br /&gt;thus i wasnt really in class most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;(i have a new partner: miss OHxinying! :D) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first day of the course was okay i guess.&lt;br /&gt;it not easy sitting in the theatrette&lt;br /&gt;from 8am to 9plus pm, (with a few breaks in between)&lt;br /&gt;and pay full attention to the trainer.&lt;br /&gt;all three trainers were &lt;em&gt;really funny&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;and their jokes were what perked us up.&lt;br /&gt;i have to hand it to one trainer&lt;br /&gt;for he can act cute so well even though he's like 26.&lt;br /&gt;he was also the one who made us cry on the 2nd day.&lt;br /&gt;seriously i have never seen so many cedarians cry at one go.&lt;br /&gt;farewell for seniors doesn't count.&lt;br /&gt;for it's mostly tearing.&lt;br /&gt;but on the 2nd day, 2-3 hours before dinner,&lt;br /&gt;(talk about spoiling the appetite!)&lt;br /&gt;he started talking to us about life, family all that&lt;br /&gt;and very soon he had all of us crying our hearts out.&lt;br /&gt;all you could hear was&lt;br /&gt;the trainer talking, loud sobbing and sniffing in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;and i really mean very &lt;em&gt;loud&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;for we were all filled with so much&lt;br /&gt;remorse and guilt that it was hard to even stifle a sob.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday night was a bit better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(well at least it was after dinner :) )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life is like a a gloomy downstream,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where everything sinks deeper till there's no gleam.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Perhaps there would be a sparkle or two,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But to spot and catch it, it's up to you.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and we'll just look away,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when we don't have much to say.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021219-116807099296977814?l=firstlov3-.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-9021219.post-116542498000056323</id><published>2006-12-07T01:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T09:09:40.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JIANG WT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LETS GO BREAD TALK AGAIN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;again and again! &lt;strong&gt;:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i went to work today with JIANG!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(not at bread talk if you're wondering.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it reminded me of campfire preparations really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;everybody just sitting together doing their assigned tasks,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;joking around at the same time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; except this time its with a bunch of dunman high sec4s.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and one of them is a guide!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hm. the work is well,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a lot easier than campfire preparations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no proposals, no painting, no cutting of cardboard(thank god).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AND i get paid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the pay is super good okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i couldn't believe it at first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i owe people like alot alot of money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so if you're thinking of christmas presents......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So here we stand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anchored in hope.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021219-116542498000056323?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/116542498000056323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=116542498000056323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6113/606/320/200434762-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beyond the black and white.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When twilight waned; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;fade into nothingness&lt;br /&gt;And daylight comes on;&lt;br /&gt;The loneliness of nights alone reached an ending point&lt;br /&gt;I finally found the unvarnished truth&lt;br /&gt;of why I was all by myself for the longest time:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The faintest trace of pining I've lost in the depth of your eyes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;while farewell's echo distant us evermore.&lt;br /&gt;And I think about each passing day,&lt;br /&gt;endeavoring to stay and never run away&lt;br /&gt;though it pierces through like an arrow head,&lt;br /&gt;deadly. stifled. agonizing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yet I know this is the only way,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;because the sunrise will guide me through,&lt;br /&gt;down this desolate path,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And I love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021219-116349804556011800?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/116349804556011800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=116349804556011800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/116349804556011800'/><link 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width="348" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is there another side?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if the pasture green fields became barren brown,&lt;br /&gt;And if the boundless sea was sullied,&lt;br /&gt;tainted with mindless grievances,&lt;br /&gt;And if lighting tore through the velvet black sky endlessly,&lt;br /&gt;And if rose trees should cease to bloom;&lt;br /&gt;each wholesome one trampled upon mercilessly,&lt;br /&gt;would you still be here, would you be my solace,&lt;br /&gt;And put everything right from wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I couldn’t find faith to love again,&lt;br /&gt;And if I couldn’t meet the angel that endears me,&lt;br /&gt;And if sorrow should triumph within,&lt;br /&gt;And if my inward tranquility was broken bad,&lt;br /&gt;would you still be here, would you be my solace,&lt;br /&gt;Comfort me like you did before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021219-116291304735409496?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/116291304735409496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=116291304735409496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/116291304735409496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/116291304735409496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2006/11/is-there-another-side-and-if-pasture.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9021219.post-116193936043782678</id><published>2006-10-27T01:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T01:56:00.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Free from the torment of sin，&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All this I'm giving up。&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Much as the sun would decide to give in，&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Explode into orange。&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And hear all the voices sing praises with hymns。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you don't mean it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no you dont.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and you know it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it all depends on you;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;where you would rather be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;你还爱我吗？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;一直好想问你这句话。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;却又怕,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;听到你真实的回答。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021219-116193936043782678?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/116193936043782678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=116193936043782678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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bears!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NEH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh edward you dumb,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;do mind that finger!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i just read yinxue's blog &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and it made me laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021219-116091636322440960?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/116091636322440960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;do&lt;em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; know what day it is today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Remember me when i am gone away,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gone far away into the silent land;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when you can no more hold me by the hand,&lt;br /&gt;Now i half turn to go, yet turning stay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;After all this time,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I never thought we'd be here,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never thought we'd be here.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When my love for you was blind,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I couldn't make you see it,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Couldn't make you see it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That I loved you more than you'll ever know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the phone just sat there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;silently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021219-116065275414003940?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/116065275414003940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=116065275414003940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/116065275414003940'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when you stared blankly up at the gloomy sky above,&lt;br /&gt;the fear of facing your problems overwhelmed you,&lt;br /&gt;as you crumbled to the ground&lt;br /&gt;wondering where's the sense in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;problems haunting people every minute and second of their short lived life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;encompassed in darkness and apparently,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you can never find a way out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;relationships breaking up all over the place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;drawing forth the tears. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and all that's left, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;are fragments of a once whole soul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;stabbed repeatedly,over and over again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;creeping thorns of hurt and pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dug their claws deep .&lt;br /&gt;restrained and stifled &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;much to the extent that you can't salvage it anymore;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you'd never know how &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and you'd never know why,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how ever did it come to this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and you tried to fight it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but it still took you down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im losing this battle.&lt;br /&gt;now i need you the most.&lt;br /&gt;please,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;don't let me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;let you go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021219-116010938255604995?l=firstlov3-.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-9021219.post-115952973805273753</id><published>2006-09-29T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T04:42:06.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;think of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;think of me fondly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when we've said goodbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes you wonder if this fight is worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;and many a times you asked yourself:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;when will it all end?&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/9021219-115952973805273753?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/115952973805273753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=115952973805273753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/115952973805273753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/115952973805273753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2006/09/think-of-me.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9021219.post-115849747304127471</id><published>2006-09-17T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T08:41:10.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe the feeling ain't mutual,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but if it's a great burden off our shoulders,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;why not?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I do work and I do sleep,&lt;br /&gt;To a bright lights city lullaby-&lt;br /&gt;Wailing sirens, screeching tires.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A horn or two, sometimes laughter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And Sometimes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;your resounding voice calling out for me in the streets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we've been clinging on to the misery for long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's hard having you, then losing you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and its devastating to know it's true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so act fast my dear, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;before it gets too late.&lt;br /&gt;how long will it take for you to decide?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021219-115849747304127471?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/115849747304127471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=115849747304127471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/115849747304127471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/115849747304127471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2006/09/maybe-feeling-aint-mutualbut-if-its.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9021219.post-115815039551934606</id><published>2006-09-13T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T05:26:35.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Two months since.&lt;br /&gt;I was right.&lt;br /&gt;you had no idea.&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&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When to the sessions of sweet silent thought,&lt;br /&gt;I summon up remembrance of things past.&lt;br /&gt;I sigh the lack of many a things I sought ,&lt;br /&gt;And with old woes new wail my dear times’ waste.&lt;br /&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/9021219-115815039551934606?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/115815039551934606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=115815039551934606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/115815039551934606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/115815039551934606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2006/09/two-months-since.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9021219.post-115726326440475323</id><published>2006-09-03T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T23:01:58.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;there's too much sadness and disappointment in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happened to butterflies and shining stars, rainbows and lollipops?&lt;br /&gt;what happened to the warmth of our smiles?&lt;br /&gt;everyone's neglecting those around them.&lt;br /&gt;everyone's caught in mudane things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we care for ourselves too much to spread our love around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021219-115726326440475323?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/115726326440475323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=115726326440475323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/115726326440475323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/115726326440475323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2006/09/theres-too-much-sadness-and.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9021219.post-115712064122523189</id><published>2006-09-01T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T07:24:01.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;foam hearts&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;stick together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;decorate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;write'cedar guides'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;stick onto ice-cream sticks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;9hours.&lt;br /&gt;many hearts died.&lt;br /&gt;lots of screams by &lt;strong&gt;pamela choong&lt;/strong&gt; in between(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;discussed about the sky, clouds.&lt;br /&gt;delta like? patchy? uneven?&lt;br /&gt;pamela brought michelle and me to the sweet shop at pp(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021219-115712064122523189?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/115712064122523189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=115712064122523189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/115712064122523189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/115712064122523189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2006/09/foam-heartsstick-together.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9021219.post-115703372559065147</id><published>2006-08-29T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T07:15:26.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm currently entangled in worry and anxiety.&lt;br /&gt;well, because i don't seem to know myself very well.&lt;br /&gt;And that's kind of bad,&lt;br /&gt;because it all goes to show that i've lived 15 years in vain;&lt;br /&gt;9 marks improvement since my last chemistry test.&lt;br /&gt;euphoric?&lt;br /&gt;definitely no.&lt;br /&gt;motivated?&lt;br /&gt;maybe.&lt;br /&gt;9 marks improvement.&lt;br /&gt;its not good, in fact&lt;br /&gt;its still bad to the core.&lt;br /&gt;but hey ,i'm getting there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm glad to have found the light in me again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It may not be at its brightest,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; but,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its getting there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm&lt;/em&gt; getting there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021219-115703372559065147?l=firstlov3-.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-9021219.post-115513148403149508</id><published>2006-08-24T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T05:11:34.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;did you feel the soft night breeze&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that turned to chilly,howling wind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;did you see the bright full moon &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that turned to a large black balloon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;blown away so swift and clean,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;darkness covered where it had been.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just like how you left me behind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the one i have tried hard to find.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;did you sense the pain i feel within&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and it won't end with just a scream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;did you see my sanity &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that lost its faith and way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just like when you left me behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as i walked down the corridor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i stole a glance or two,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you turned your back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as though its a matter of fact&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;with long strides i passed by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;upturned mouth,stinging eyes came naturally so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i was asked why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;words tangled in my throat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and in the mirror i saw,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;blotchy cheeks, puffy eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I never saw her this way&lt;br /&gt;With that ugly ugly face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021219-115513148403149508?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/115513148403149508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=115513148403149508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/115513148403149508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/115513148403149508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2006/08/did-you-feel-soft-night-breezethat.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9021219.post-115546135738966725</id><published>2006-08-13T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T02:29:56.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; one month since.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i guess you don't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021219-115546135738966725?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/115546135738966725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=115546135738966725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/115546135738966725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/115546135738966725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2006/08/one-month-since.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9021219.post-115486763805728429</id><published>2006-08-07T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T03:22:06.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6113/606/1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;it's been exactly 4 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6113/606/1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6113/606/1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6113/606/1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6113/606/320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6113/606/320/1.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6113/606/1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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="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="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6113/606/1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6113/606/1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;head hung low,&lt;br /&gt;for it felt so small,&lt;br /&gt;enclosed now in just four walls.&lt;br /&gt;in a state of woe, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gradually, it grew forlorn,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no sign of pride,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not seen in light,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;from then on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;something beautiful takes long to form,&lt;br /&gt;something beautiful takes just a second to destroy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/9021219-115486763805728429?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/115486763805728429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=115486763805728429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/115486763805728429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/115486763805728429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-been-exactly-4-months.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9021219.post-115484466537068578</id><published>2006-08-06T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T23:13:56.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The summer night persists still &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With a car or two on the lonely road&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Midnight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The seared prayers of love poignant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And now a futile gust carries &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The recondite intricacies &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Of shriveled leaves about your feet &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the swaying of blooming flowers by the pavement; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The moonlight shines &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Obscured by opaque clouds and eyes, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And at another corner of the world &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;encompassed by darkness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A bitter heart despairs and cries. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and it goes on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;two more days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;no rain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and what hurts the most, was being so close.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021219-115484466537068578?l=firstlov3-.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-9021219.post-115442286928645721</id><published>2006-08-01T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T02:02:50.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;what&lt;/em&gt; exactly do i &lt;em&gt;live&lt;/em&gt; for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my own death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but...don't we all?&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/9021219-115442286928645721?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/115442286928645721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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/&gt;Lately, I've been troubled once again by the same old few things.&lt;br /&gt;It's such an abstract yet complicated feeling&lt;br /&gt;that I felt difficulty in describing.&lt;br /&gt;And for reasons that I've been unable to fathom,&lt;br /&gt;its haunting me everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Life, yes it has &lt;em&gt;everything&lt;/em&gt; to do with life.&lt;br /&gt;One moment you could be clutching your sides&lt;br /&gt;shaking with laughter,&lt;br /&gt;but the next moment&lt;br /&gt;you could just feel so alone and miserable,&lt;br /&gt;as if you're isolated from the world&lt;br /&gt;and you just want to run and run.&lt;br /&gt;and never stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;often when I'm reflecting during footdrills,&lt;br /&gt;yes footdrills.&lt;br /&gt;I realized that during the intervals&lt;br /&gt;when you're just supposed to stand there,&lt;br /&gt;staring at a specific point,&lt;br /&gt;my mind will automatically set itself to the thinking mode.&lt;br /&gt;(Pamela ,I know you're so going to kill me after reading&lt;br /&gt;this but I'm paying attention to commands at the same time.really.i swear)&lt;br /&gt;sorry I digress. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yes so back to the point.&lt;br /&gt;whenever I'm reflecting upon my deeds,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;somewhere deep down in my sub-conscious&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've always hoped to begin anew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahh but that's of course impossible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and there's one thing I've always wanted to know:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;why is human nature so incomprehensible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today was yet another ordinary day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meet my new friend(:&lt;br /&gt;MR RED BLOOD CELL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6113/606/1600/Image464.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6113/606/320/Image464.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021219-115423631921960728?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/115423631921960728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=115423631921960728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/115423631921960728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/115423631921960728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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familiar quincy kwek?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021219-115374358905277165?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/115374358905277165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=115374358905277165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/115374358905277165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/115374358905277165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-cant-wait-for-real-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9021219.post-115374233662020460</id><published>2006-07-24T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T05:02:12.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes you wouldn't care what happened to the world as long as it doesn't concern you.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you'd just hope for night to stay forever.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you realized you've lost direction in life.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes running away is just what you desire.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you're psychotic and just weird.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes being a perfectionist is the last thing you'd want to be.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you're just tired about everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't you, haven't you felt like this before ; somehow, sometimes, somewhere in this life of yours?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021219-115374233662020460?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/115374233662020460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=115374233662020460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/115374233662020460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/115374233662020460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2006/07/sometimes-you-wouldnt-care-what.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9021219.post-115339521053574739</id><published>2006-07-21T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T18:49:47.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;A word of encouragement besides being music to the ears,&lt;br /&gt;can brighten up someone's day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A touch of hope. A touch of faith.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but after some careful thought,&lt;br /&gt;your world gradually became overcast.&lt;br /&gt;for it dawned upon you that it isn't easy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No. Not at all.&lt;br /&gt;and as you delved deep into your mind&lt;br /&gt;searching for the right place in your heart,&lt;br /&gt;that keeps you going on.&lt;br /&gt;to keep on fighting.&lt;br /&gt;pondering over why you've lost your way.&lt;br /&gt;you realized you don't know what is wrong or right anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ah love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that hateful word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to end off with an even more depressing note,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my roses died.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021219-115339521053574739?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/115339521053574739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=115339521053574739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/115339521053574739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/115339521053574739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2006/07/word-of-encouragement-besides-being.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9021219.post-115338662593779559</id><published>2006-07-20T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T02:12:36.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have a problem.&lt;br /&gt;and I'm panicking.&lt;br /&gt;for my roses are dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a lousy bio student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'you are the bio rep!'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah shut up inner voice.&lt;br /&gt;go haunt somebody else's mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love today's english lesson :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Wherever You Will Go &lt;em&gt;by The calling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;So lately,&lt;br /&gt;I've been wondering,&lt;br /&gt;Who will be there to take my place.&lt;br /&gt;When I'm gone, you'll need love.&lt;br /&gt;To light the shadows on your face.&lt;br /&gt;If a great wave shall fall,&lt;br /&gt;It would fall upon us all.&lt;br /&gt;And between the sand and stone,&lt;br /&gt;Could you make it on your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;If I could, then I would.&lt;br /&gt;I'll go wherever you will go.&lt;br /&gt;Way up high or down low.&lt;br /&gt;I'll go wherever you will go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And maybe, I'll find out,&lt;br /&gt;The way to make it back someday.&lt;br /&gt;To watch you, to guide you.&lt;br /&gt;Through the darkest of your days.&lt;br /&gt;If a great wave shall fall,&lt;br /&gt;It would fall upon us all.&lt;br /&gt;Well I hope there's someone out there,&lt;br /&gt;Who can bring me back to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;If I could, then I would.&lt;br /&gt;I'll go wherever you will go.&lt;br /&gt;Way up high or down low.&lt;br /&gt;I'll go wherever you will go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Runaway with my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Runaway with my hope.&lt;br /&gt;Runaway with my love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know now, just quite how.&lt;br /&gt;My life and love might still go on.&lt;br /&gt;In your heart and your mind,&lt;br /&gt;I'll stay with you for all of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;If I could, then I would.&lt;br /&gt;I'll go wherever you will go.&lt;br /&gt;Way up high or down low.&lt;br /&gt;I'll go wherever you will go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could turn back time.&lt;br /&gt;I'll go wherever you will go.&lt;br /&gt;If I could make you mine.&lt;br /&gt;I'll go wherever you will go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm in love.&lt;br /&gt;big ,big love(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021219-115338662593779559?l=firstlov3-.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-9021219.post-115331014511017839</id><published>2006-07-19T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T05:31:24.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;once upon a time ,&lt;br /&gt;there lived this mentally declined student named er,&lt;br /&gt;lets just call him A(:&lt;br /&gt;one day, A had a bio test.&lt;br /&gt;naturally he didn't study for it,&lt;br /&gt;cause he was too busy trying to figure out&lt;br /&gt;why a caterpillar can turn into a butterfly.&lt;br /&gt;yes, so he sat for the test unprepared,&lt;br /&gt;and he realised that most of the questions&lt;br /&gt;he did not know had something to do with the human body.&lt;br /&gt;namely, the blood circulatory system.&lt;br /&gt;so as he sat there thinking,&lt;br /&gt;almost pulling out his hair(literally) in fustration,&lt;br /&gt;A suddenly thought of a grue&lt;s&gt;awe&lt;/s&gt;some idea.&lt;br /&gt;he reached into his pencil case and took out... ...&lt;br /&gt;a penknife.&lt;br /&gt;and then.&lt;br /&gt;and then.&lt;br /&gt;and then.&lt;br /&gt;he started 'dissecting' himself .(wrist/arm, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;but obviously he cant see much with his naked eye&lt;br /&gt;as e.g. red blood cells, valves, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;white blood cells, capillaries are MICROSCOPIC.&lt;br /&gt;but as he was mentally declined,&lt;br /&gt;A didn't know.&lt;br /&gt;so he kept on slicing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;deep.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon or rather &lt;em&gt;finally, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the teacher spotted the pool of blood&lt;br /&gt;on A's table.&lt;br /&gt;she then marched over hastily.&lt;br /&gt;'WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU"RE DOING YOUNG MAN?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the teacher screeched.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A looked at the teacher innocently and said:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I'm discovering myself mam! Aren't you proud of me?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the teacher stared at him, transfixed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and screeched again:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;" YOUNG MAN ,YOU ARE CHEATING!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and without another word ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;marched A off to the principal's office &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;where he was expelled two minutes after.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BUT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he was &lt;em&gt;immediately&lt;/em&gt; 'enrolled' into another place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the IMH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;where he lived happily ever after! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay I thought of this story on the bus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the last part was mean I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so much for being sane, yanying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Cause I miss you, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;body and soul so strong &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that it takes my breath away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I breathe you into my heart &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and pray for the strength to stand today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because&lt;em&gt; i love you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;emii&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021219-115331014511017839?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/115331014511017839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=115331014511017839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/115331014511017839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/115331014511017839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2006/07/once-upon-time-there-lived-this.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9021219.post-115262173161534212</id><published>2006-07-14T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T05:58:16.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"its sth called love yanying"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quoted from adeline.(:&lt;br /&gt;she talking about me, not herself(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;five&lt;/em&gt; times eye contact.&lt;br /&gt;and counting. :D&lt;br /&gt;JIANI! IAMSAD ):&lt;br /&gt;haha inside joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you've no bad intentions &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but without a care,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;without a thought,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you left me all done in.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;burnt, charred, &lt;strong&gt;singed&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021219-115262173161534212?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/115262173161534212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=115262173161534212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And though we could have made it last,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we both &lt;em&gt;know&lt;/em&gt; we have to do more than that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just hope you're happy now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'What is this life if, full of care&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We have no time to stand and stir?'&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/9021219-115234667669732629?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/115234667669732629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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align="center"&gt;Running through the field,&lt;br /&gt;spinning round and round, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;grasses in my eyes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the wind in my hair,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then grasses, green, green, green.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lying on the field ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;turning over and over,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sky in my eyes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the flowers all around,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then sky, blue, blue, blue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The clouds high up above,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;floating towards their end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i want to follow along,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fly where they fly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;drift where they drift.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i saw a hot pink van on my way home today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sexay.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021219-115210335409569165?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/115210335409569165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=115210335409569165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/115210335409569165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/115210335409569165'/><link rel='alternate' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we used to play,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;upon the morning sunshine rays,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ignoring the calls, of the loud noisy jay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;evenings we spent together ,watching the sunset, at the bay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you've once said to me: "without you,my world would be grey,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just one smile from you makes me happy and gay"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and on the day you went away,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'smile for me' was all you could say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;now on my table a wilted rose lays,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to remind me of you every single day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021219-115193184252081719?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/115193184252081719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=115193184252081719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/115193184252081719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/115193184252081719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2006/07/pamela-said-she-seldom-see-me-smile.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9021219.post-115149549861491831</id><published>2006-06-28T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T23:04:00.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O woe is the day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when butterflies no longer take flight,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the sun is in the hide,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fireflies do not appear in the night,&lt;br /&gt;and the stars stop shining bright.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How brief is life, O' how filled with pain!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021219-115149549861491831?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/115149549861491831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=115149549861491831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/115149549861491831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/115149549861491831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2006/06/o-woe-is-daywhen-butterflies-no-longer.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9021219.post-115132146973794788</id><published>2006-06-26T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T05:09:57.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dark not bright.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;black not white.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bitter not sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;slow not quick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021219-115132146973794788?l=firstlov3-.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-9021219.post-115124036366618702</id><published>2006-06-25T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T05:10:44.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I SURVIVED(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i appreciate bathing like so so much more now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i LOVE hot milo(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh i think amira is super funny :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;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&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where is your star?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is it far, is it far?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When do we leave?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I believe, oh yes, I believe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/9021219-115124036366618702?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/115124036366618702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=115124036366618702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/115124036366618702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/115124036366618702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-survivedi-appreciate-bathing-like-so.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9021219.post-115068089611295733</id><published>2006-06-16T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T18:37:49.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lying as though abandoned in a corner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;now looked down upon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for its glorious day was over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the fruit of many months weeks and days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a not so perfect masterpiece was born.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its once shining armour protected it rain or shine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alas! now long gone. gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and only the kind dust lingered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O' there were much more worse to come!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;trampled upon and torn apart were to be its downfall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a sorry mess evolved;glamour,honour it lost it all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in a sad state.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no more. no more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a tragic end it had.oh yes a tragic end indeed.&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&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I still remember the world,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;From the eyes of a child&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Slowly those feelings&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Were clouded by what I know now.&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/9021219-115068089611295733?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/115068089611295733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=115068089611295733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/115068089611295733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/115068089611295733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2006/06/lying-as-though-abandoned-in-cornernow.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9021219.post-114887514470427275</id><published>2006-05-29T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T22:30:43.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;looking back at those&lt;br /&gt;very few pictures we once took,&lt;br /&gt;and i really mean very few,&lt;br /&gt;i miss that innocent smile,&lt;br /&gt;that forced out dimple.&lt;br /&gt;your infectious laughter,&lt;br /&gt;and those big eyes you're proud of.&lt;br /&gt;'where did they all go?'&lt;br /&gt;i often ask myself.&lt;br /&gt;we're not strangers now,&lt;br /&gt;jus friends of few words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i remember&lt;/strong&gt; how you used to like my jokes,&lt;br /&gt;and we'll always be laughing crazily&lt;br /&gt;at a table in macdonalds&lt;br /&gt;when we're supposed to be studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i remember&lt;/strong&gt; how you used to love&lt;br /&gt;to scribble loads of things in&lt;br /&gt;others notebooks,textbooks and foolscap pad .&lt;br /&gt;but we just could not&lt;br /&gt;bring ourselves to be angry with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i remember&lt;/strong&gt; how you used to like&lt;br /&gt;taking lots of photos with my phone&lt;br /&gt;and giving me a hard time deleting them afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;but i dont mind. i dont mind at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i remember&lt;/strong&gt; every morning after flag raising,&lt;br /&gt;you'll wait for me and&lt;br /&gt;we'll walk back to class together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i remember&lt;/strong&gt; you used to sms me whenever you're angry and need a listening ear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or when you were just plain bored. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that was back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;jessica shen once told me this : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;' you know it's sad that good friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;become strangers and they &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dont confide in each other anymore.' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yeah some may say :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;' the world changes, people change too'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i agree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been half a year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this much i admit-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i miss you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021219-114887514470427275?l=firstlov3-.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-9021219.post-114869956246509930</id><published>2006-05-27T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T20:12:42.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pamela is leaving for thailand later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i just smsed her to have a safe trip &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and to buy ME a souvenir(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but you know what she replied?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"haha i buy water buffalo for you , you go plant rice"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MEAN PAMELA (X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021219-114869956246509930?l=firstlov3-.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-9021219.post-114870056271036372</id><published>2006-05-26T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T08:39:24.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;standing alone in the crowd,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;she watched others going by with a blur.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;all she could hear were&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;merry voices and laughter&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;all around.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;she forced a smile.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'why?' she wondered.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;scanning the crowd, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;she hoped for that special someone &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to give her the care and love she wants.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but none came forward.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe it was the dim streetlights.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;or maybe no one cared at all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but nobody saw the tinge of sadness in her smile.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and the look of pleading in her eyes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;miserable, she turned around and &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;walked swiftly into the crowd,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;trying to block out &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the feeling of helplesness that had began to set in.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and then without warning,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;she tripped.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and fell to her knees.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe, it was the cracked pavement .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;or maybe it was just a rock.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;she couldnt see what it was.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but it wasnt because of the dim streetlights.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it was her misty eyes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021219-114870056271036372?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/114870056271036372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=114870056271036372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/114870056271036372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/114870056271036372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2006/05/standing-alone-in-crowdshe-watched.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9021219.post-114846861590992862</id><published>2006-05-23T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T04:03:35.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;today was a fun day!&lt;br /&gt;best practice day activities in the morning &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and cleaned/packed the guides lounge after school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;its been &lt;b&gt;very&lt;/b&gt; long since i last 'made' a fire.&lt;br /&gt;the last time was oac.&lt;br /&gt;but we used matches this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the heat,the smoke,the pangs and kindlings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;miss them(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went to clear the lounge after school.&lt;br /&gt;super dusty!&lt;br /&gt;found out some weird stuff:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-spiders.&lt;br /&gt;-two &lt;i&gt;rotting&lt;/i&gt; feather dusters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-one big packet of gel that had hardened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-many bottles of paint that had dried up.&lt;br /&gt;-two dead flies.&lt;br /&gt;and many more.&lt;br /&gt;can't remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the feather dusters were the most disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;but we still cleaned up anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and now we're(charis,sandra biru,quincy,me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so proud of ourselves!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at least its more spacious now&lt;br /&gt;and we labelled almost everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and the once dusty cupboard &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is not dusty anymore!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;choosing of ndp squad tmr!&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Show me what it's like&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To be the last one standing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And teach me wrong from right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I'll show you what I can be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Say it for me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Say it to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I'll leave this life behind me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Say it if it's worth saving me.&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/9021219-114846861590992862?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/114846861590992862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=114846861590992862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/114846861590992862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/114846861590992862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2006/05/today-was-fun-day-best-practice-day.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9021219.post-114796043598970655</id><published>2006-05-18T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T06:53:56.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes love can hit you every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But only one can really make me stay(:&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/9021219-114796043598970655?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/114796043598970655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=114796043598970655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/114796043598970655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/114796043598970655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2006/05/sometimes-love-can-hit-you-every-day.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9021219.post-114750725630605507</id><published>2006-05-13T00:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T01:03:20.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It's 'amazing' how insensitive people can get.&lt;br /&gt;&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;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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;smile ,yanying ,smile.&lt;/em&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/9021219-114750725630605507?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/114750725630605507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=114750725630605507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/114750725630605507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/114750725630605507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2006/05/its-amazing-how-insensitive-people-can.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9021219.post-114682817780592716</id><published>2006-05-05T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T05:22:42.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ROMEO AND JULIET&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-ACT ONE ,SCENE FIVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If i profane with my unworthiest hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This holy shrine, the gentle sin is this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;To smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss.&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/9021219-114682817780592716?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/114682817780592716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=114682817780592716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/114682817780592716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/114682817780592716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2006/05/romeo-and-juliet-act-one-scene-five-if.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9021219.post-114665325043238277</id><published>2006-05-03T03:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T03:47:30.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;had footdrills today!&lt;br /&gt;one word: SCARY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;there's english lesson tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;Romeo and Juliet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the charming romeo&lt;3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you ain't nothin' but a heartache.&lt;/em&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/9021219-114665325043238277?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/114665325043238277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=114665325043238277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/114665325043238277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/114665325043238277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2006/05/had-footdrills-today-one-word-scary.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9021219.post-114656356281912371</id><published>2006-05-02T02:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T02:52:42.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHAKESPEARE IN LOVE(:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He's fought and he's fallen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He's on his knees before he's on his feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; A sinister romantic &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, he's about to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and she's about to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Teachin' torches to burn bright &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She's hanging on the cheek of night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A snowy dove trooping with crows &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He never saw true beauty till tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She'll take him to the brink of deliverance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Show him that much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, don't you know it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, don't you know it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So he falls in love to feel that he's falling  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She'll let him know his heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, don't you know it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, don't you know it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That's Shakespeare in love .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He's fought and he's fallen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He's on his knees before he's on his feet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A glittery romantic &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, he's about to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and she's about to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;His bounty's boundless like the sea &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;His love is endless, just as deep &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The more he gives the more he has &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;`Cause both of them are truly infinite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She'll take him to the brink of deliverance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Show him that much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, don't you know it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, don't you know it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So he falls in love to feel that he's falling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She'll let him know his heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, don't you know it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, don't you know it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That's Shakespeare in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That's Shakespeare in love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A sinister romantic &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He's on his knees before he's on his feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She'll take him to the brink of deliverance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Show him that much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, don't you know it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, don't you know it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So he falls in love to feel that he's falling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She'll let him know his heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, don't you know it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, don't you know it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That's Shakespeare in love &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That's Shakespeare in love.&lt;3&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/9021219-114656356281912371?l=firstlov3-.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-9021219.post-114656317211334278</id><published>2006-05-02T02:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T02:46:12.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MAKE BELIEVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021219-114656317211334278?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/114656317211334278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=114656317211334278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/114656317211334278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/114656317211334278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2006/05/make-believe.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9021219.post-113784448751262647</id><published>2006-01-21T03:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T03:55:56.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am super bored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and pamela wont entertain me):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then that jessica high for no reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;crazy woman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahahahaahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;jessica's 'new' brother is called SHEN JING BING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahahhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;em&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i guess i'll have to leave everything to fate now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&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/9021219-113784448751262647?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/113784448751262647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=113784448751262647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/113784448751262647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/113784448751262647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-am-super-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9021219.post-113732517266188350</id><published>2006-01-15T03:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T03:39:32.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;THAKYOU BIRU&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FOR EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;SORRY I GAVE U SO MUCH TROUBLE ON SAT X))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021219-113732517266188350?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/113732517266188350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=113732517266188350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/113732517266188350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/113732517266188350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2006/01/thakyou-birufor-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9021219.post-113715754066942510</id><published>2006-01-13T04:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T05:05:43.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am not stressed la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i must learn to love sleeping late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i must learn to love doing proposals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i must learn to love doing home work, especially math.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i must learn to love meeting deadlines.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i must learn to love things that dont go the way i want them to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how i wish that some campfires are coming up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i jus want to scream my lungs out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that'll be nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I heard the reverberating footsteps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sinking up to the beating of my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and I was positive that unless I got myself together,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I would watch me fall apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I think that I'm not any good at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And sometimes I wonder why,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why I'm even here at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021219-113715754066942510?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/113715754066942510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=113715754066942510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/113715754066942510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/113715754066942510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-am-not-stressed-la.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9021219.post-113576365530707955</id><published>2005-12-28T01:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T01:54:15.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ON HIATUS!&lt;br /&gt;BYEEE(:&lt;/strong&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/9021219-113576365530707955?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/113576365530707955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=113576365530707955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/113576365530707955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/113576365530707955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2005/12/on-hiatus-byeee.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9021219.post-113533675501255343</id><published>2005-12-23T03:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T03:19:15.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;LALALAS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;going anger's house for countdown tml!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with biru and adeline!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;MERRY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CHRISTMAS&lt;/span&gt; in advance then!&lt;br /&gt;hohohohos!&lt;br /&gt;remember to jingle some bells &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and do some mistletoe kissing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021219-113533675501255343?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/113533675501255343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=113533675501255343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/113533675501255343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/113533675501255343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2005/12/lalalasgoing-angers-house-for.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9021219.post-113438564068880398</id><published>2005-12-12T02:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T03:07:21.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was &lt;strong&gt;kathleen's&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;birthday&lt;/strong&gt; yesterday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the day before yesterday,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she told me she was so excited and high.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hohohos.&lt;br /&gt;so we went palawan beach ystd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;maluated ourselves by staring &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at a group of ppl swimming when we reached,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and they stared back at us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they must be thinking we're mad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;X))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;walked ard and played in the water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kath kong saw her senior.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then while we were strolling on the beach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she kept complaining the sand was dirty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;had lunch and jus sat on the beach to suntan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tracy loves the sea so much &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she went to swim by herself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;even though we didnt accompany her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then we lied on the 'mat' kathleen brought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;back faced up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we must have looked like idiots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;four people lying on one small 'mat'&lt;br /&gt;(we squeezed!)&lt;br /&gt;and two were singing campfire songs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me and vicki!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wahahahas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all of us wanted to get tanned more quickly &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so we sprayed &lt;strong&gt;alot&lt;/strong&gt; of suntan lotion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we sprayed so much the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bottle full of suntan lotion was almost finished.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and we keep getting sand on our legs and hands.&lt;br /&gt;the suntan lotion is oily la.&lt;br /&gt;oily lotion+sand=disgusting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then when we went to wash up before leaving, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the sand and lotion wont come off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and we left the beach sandy,oily and sticky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;xP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went harbourfront centre to buy kathleen's cake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she didnt want one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but we jus bought a small one for her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;actually it was for tracy,vicki and kath kong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so i paid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went to macs to share the cake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sat at one corner and tried not to be so obvious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hohohos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went home after tat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kathleen kong said it was the most meaningful birthday she ever had!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;woots!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021219.post-113414099217019228</id><published>2005-12-09T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T07:09:52.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHAHAHA I JUS SAW A &lt;strong&gt;SUPER DUPER &lt;/strong&gt;UNGLAM PIC OF TRACY&lt;s&gt;POO&lt;/s&gt;FOO ON HER SIS'S BLOG!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAAHHAHA I AM SO AMAZED+AMUSED!!&lt;br /&gt;THE TRACY THAT I KNOW WHO KEPT LOOKING INTO THE SMALL MIRROR VICKI KEEPS IN HER PENCIL CASE DURING LESSONS ACTUALLY CAN LOOK SO UNGLAM!&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHAHAAHS!&lt;br /&gt;TO TRACY&lt;s&gt;POO&lt;/s&gt;FOO:&lt;br /&gt;GIRL AH! U ARE SO HILARIOUS !!!!&lt;br /&gt;LOVELOVES!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021219-113414099217019228?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/113414099217019228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=113414099217019228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/113414099217019228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/113414099217019228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2005/12/hahahahahaha-i-jus-saw-super-duper.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9021219.post-113413843186964542</id><published>2005-12-09T05:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T06:37:33.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;lalalas!&lt;br /&gt;had thinking day meeting and recep meeting ystd.&lt;br /&gt;went early to get sth from biru.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;biru rocks la x)).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hohohos so went up to the guides lounge at 9.&lt;br /&gt;sze hong was very late!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then we waited for her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so we started late .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;s&gt;we are nice ppl!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup so chose the song &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and we did some dance steps.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;had recep meeting after tat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i think it was the best recep meeting &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so far during this hols.&lt;br /&gt;x)).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;although syafiqah wasnt present &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but nicenice germaine stayed to help us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and germaine made my day yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;she said: ______&lt;br /&gt;nvm i shant type down what she've said.&lt;br /&gt;ltr ppl say i'm ego.&lt;br /&gt;X)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OH and i hereby announce tat we &lt;strong&gt;are&lt;/strong&gt; of royalty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;jiani- DRAWING &lt;u&gt;QUEEN&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angela-COMPLAIN &lt;u&gt;QUEEN&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she had comments on almost everything ok!&lt;br /&gt;while we were painting &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she complained that the palette was too far from her &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and she had to stretch to reach it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then she kept talking non stop and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she also kept bullying jiani!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wahahahahas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;jiejia+germaine- 'AIYO'&lt;u&gt;QUEENS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause they 'aiyo-ed' at angela's complaints and actions!&lt;br /&gt;me+quincy- GOSSIP &lt;u&gt;QUEENS&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;quincy kwek! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am kinda pro when it comes to '&lt;em&gt;this'&lt;/em&gt; type of thing ok!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wahahahas&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am also pleased to say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we finally &lt;s&gt;did&lt;/s&gt; &lt;strong&gt;finished&lt;/strong&gt; sth!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and it was so pretty!&lt;br /&gt;wanted to &lt;s&gt;whip out my hp and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/s&gt;snap a picture of it &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;s&gt;but my hp camera isnt sharp&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but nobody brought a digi camera.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;NVM! jiejia/angela said they'll bring theirs next time!&lt;br /&gt;yayee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TRALALALALAS!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY FRIENDS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAPPY DAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P.S. - JESSICA SHEN! U BETTER NOT PANG SEHH ME!!!&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/9021219-113413843186964542?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/113413843186964542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=113413843186964542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/113413843186964542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/113413843186964542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2005/12/lalalas-had-thinking-day-meeting-and.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9021219.post-113351809731235193</id><published>2005-12-02T02:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T02:08:17.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;new tagboard!&lt;br /&gt;woots.&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/9021219-113351809731235193?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/113351809731235193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=113351809731235193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/113351809731235193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/113351809731235193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2005/12/new-tagboard-woots.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9021219.post-113318937539962439</id><published>2005-11-28T22:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T06:52:48.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time goes by so slowly&lt;br /&gt;Time goes by so slowly&lt;br /&gt;Time goes by so slowly&lt;br /&gt;Time goes by so slowly&lt;br /&gt;Time goes by so slowly&lt;br /&gt;Time goes by so slowly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every little thing that you say or do&lt;br /&gt;I'm hung up&lt;br /&gt;I'm hung up on you&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for your call&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Baby night and day&lt;br /&gt;I'm fed up&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of waiting on you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time goes by so slowly for those who wait&lt;br /&gt;No time to hesitate&lt;br /&gt;Those who run seem to have all the fun&lt;br /&gt;I'm caught up&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time goes by so slowly&lt;br /&gt;Time goes by so slowly&lt;br /&gt;Time goes by so slowly&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every little thing that you say or do&lt;br /&gt;I'm hung up&lt;br /&gt;I'm hung up on you&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for your call&lt;br /&gt;Baby night and day&lt;br /&gt;I'm fed up&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of waiting on you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every little thing that you say or do&lt;br /&gt;I'm hung up&lt;br /&gt;I'm hung up on you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for your call&lt;br /&gt;Baby night and day&lt;br /&gt;I'm fed up&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of waiting on you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ring ring ring goes the telephone&lt;br /&gt;The lights are on&lt;br /&gt;but there's no-one home&lt;br /&gt;Tick tick tock it's a quarter to two&lt;br /&gt;And I'm done&lt;br /&gt;I'm hanging up on you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep on waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;I know that you're still hesitating&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry for me&lt;br /&gt;'cause I'll find my way&lt;br /&gt;you'll wake up one day&lt;br /&gt;but it'll be too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every little thing that you say or do&lt;br /&gt;I'm hung up&lt;br /&gt;I'm hung up on you&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for your call&lt;br /&gt;Baby night and day&lt;br /&gt;I'm fed up&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of waiting on you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every little thing that you say or do&lt;br /&gt;I'm hung up&lt;br /&gt;I'm hung up on you&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for your call&lt;br /&gt;Baby night and day&lt;br /&gt;I'm fed up&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of waiting on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my computer is lagging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sheesh.&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/9021219-113318937539962439?l=firstlov3-.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-9021219.post-113317384682001736</id><published>2005-11-28T18:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T02:30:47.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;KATHLEEN KONG &lt;br /&gt;IS &lt;u&gt;SO&lt;/u&gt; &lt;s&gt;NOT&lt;/s&gt; IDIOTIC!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021219-113317384682001736?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/113317384682001736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=113317384682001736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/113317384682001736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/113317384682001736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2005/11/kathleen-kong-is-so-not-idiotic.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9021219.post-113276899451749322</id><published>2005-11-24T02:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T10:03:14.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its 1.38am now and&lt;br /&gt;i have nth to do &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so i've decided to update again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At this time in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;i know it sounds a bit crazy,&lt;br /&gt;but i want chocolates!&lt;br /&gt;and hot water cause i'm cold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i ate my last bit of TWIX an hour ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;i'm hungry laas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i can make toast.&lt;br /&gt;but too troublesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i cant seem to keep hot water hot &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for more than 15 min!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i have to go refill a new cup of hot water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;every 20 min or so.&lt;br /&gt;arrghh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAIT..........&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm retarded...........&lt;br /&gt;how can hot water in a porcelain cup &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;stay hot for long when exposed to a cold surrounding?&lt;br /&gt;for example - an air-conditioned room?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;although the air conditioner is set to be 27degreecelcius&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm&lt;/strong&gt; freezing cold &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so how can a cup of hot water stay warm for long?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OH GOSH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I &lt;u&gt;AM&lt;/u&gt; RETARDED.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;want to see sth even more retarded?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- tracy says:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;miielurrvejunnyangg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- tracy says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i lurbbe euux!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;`YANYING(: - heaven's gateway ; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;eeew la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- tracy says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;euu arrre wibb miie forrebbea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;`YANYING(: - heaven's gateway ; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;STOPPPPPPPP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- tracy says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;muahhxzxz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- tracy says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;woo aii nii 1314.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`YANYING(: - heaven's gateway ; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;IT IS SO DISGUSTING LA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- tracy says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;like super duh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- tracy says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;can euu donch biie sho meannx?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`YANYING(: - heaven's gateway ; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;STOPPPP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- tracy says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;whyye izzit sho dishhgusstingg?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`YANYING(: - heaven's gateway ; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- tracy says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;miiie donch underrstand lehhz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;`YANYING(: - heaven's gateway ; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;EEEW LA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- tracy says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- tracy says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;jiiemeiis yii beii zii!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;`YANYING(: - heaven's gateway ; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;stop!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- tracy says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;stopped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`YANYING(: - heaven's gateway ; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;GOOD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*note to tracy: above conver slightly edited.slightly only.(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/9021219-113276899451749322?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/113276899451749322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=113276899451749322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/113276899451749322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/113276899451749322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2005/11/great.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9021219.post-113276538263778216</id><published>2005-11-24T01:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T09:03:02.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ALLELUIA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my bro's not coming back today and tmr!&lt;br /&gt;my dad told me jus now &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when i came back from the SANA course&lt;br /&gt;and i grinned my way through dinner.&lt;br /&gt;X))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yes spastic i know.&lt;br /&gt;hohos.&lt;br /&gt;now i can use the computer whenever i want to!&lt;br /&gt;stay online till midnight!&lt;br /&gt;or even the wee hours in the morning!&lt;br /&gt;woots.&lt;br /&gt;last week when my bro went to his friend's house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for the night ,&lt;br /&gt;i stayed online till 3AM!&lt;br /&gt;dont ask me what i'm doing online till so late.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know either.&lt;br /&gt;jus surfing the net &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and entertained myself with neopets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i suppose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hohohos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;talking to tracy&lt;s&gt;boo&lt;/s&gt;foo online now.&lt;br /&gt;i'm irritating her &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and she's irritating me.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;i jus cant understand this girl&lt;br /&gt;although i've been her table partner for about 2years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;i'm a failure!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;`YANYING(: - heaven's gateway ; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;sian!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;`YANYING(: - heaven's gateway ; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;TALK TO ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`YANYING(: - heaven's gateway ; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;TELL ME JOKES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- tracy says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- tracy says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;JOKES!hahahahahha! so funny! so funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;`YANYING(: - heaven's gateway ; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- tracy says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ok...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- tracy says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yi ge ren,zou lu .. zou zou zou zou zou.... SI DIAO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;(a person walked... and walked and walked and walked and walked .......and DIED)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- tracy says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;as in . die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- tracy says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;funny?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`YANYING(: - heaven's gateway ; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- tracy says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;haha. i think its one of the best jokes in the world. HONEST&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya right! best joke in the world!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ok here's another part .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;`YANYING(: - heaven's gateway ; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I THINK U'RE CIAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;`YANYING(: - heaven's gateway ; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;***SIAO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- tracy says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ciao?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`YANYING(: - heaven's gateway ; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;not ciao. siao.HAHAHAHAAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- tracy says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;haha i know you meant chio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;`YANYING(: - heaven's gateway ; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;.....................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- tracy says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;dont deny it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;`YANYING(: - heaven's gateway ; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- tracy says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;sighs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- tracy says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;stop living in self denial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- tracy says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;its unhealthy!XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`YANYING(: - heaven's gateway ; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;..................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`YANYING(: - heaven's gateway ; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;god save me from this crazy woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- tracy says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;and this one im talking to also, AMEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;`YANYING(: - heaven's gateway ; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- tracy says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;-bows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`YANYING(: - heaven's gateway ; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i dunno how i survived the past 2 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/9021219-113276538263778216?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/113276538263778216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=113276538263778216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/113276538263778216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/113276538263778216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2005/11/alleluiamy-bros-not-coming-back-today.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9021219.post-113239242135262446</id><published>2005-11-19T17:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T01:27:01.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;bwahhlalalas.&lt;br /&gt;i'm &lt;strong&gt;bored&lt;/strong&gt; at home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so jealous of my bro.&lt;br /&gt;now that olevels ended,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he can enjoy himself for the next few months.&lt;br /&gt;bahhs.&lt;br /&gt;ytd after his last paper&lt;br /&gt;he came home immediately,&lt;br /&gt;took a bath and a short nap&lt;br /&gt;and went to stay at his friend's house for the night.&lt;br /&gt;then this morning he came back &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for about 2.5 hours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and went over to his friend's house again.&lt;br /&gt;most prolly he's not coming back today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; next week he'll be off to his class chalet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; and not coming back for about 3-4 days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;LUCKY GUY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-sticks out tongue-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;blehhhs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmmm so here i am blogging &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and entertaining myself with &lt;s&gt;cute animals&lt;/s&gt; neopets.&lt;br /&gt;YES NEOPETS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dont laugh and point at the screen shouting&lt;br /&gt;'NEOPETS??!?! HARHARHAR!!'&lt;br /&gt;for your information&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm a MILLIONAIRE in neopets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(dont go 'WHOAAA" or the mosquito flying around your left ear now&lt;br /&gt;will most probably zoom in front and into your open mouth)&lt;br /&gt;shan't say more &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;later my neopets account kena hacked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh and all that i've achieved/got/earned in neopets &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;are with lots of help from &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TRACY&lt;s&gt;BOO&lt;/s&gt;FOO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hohohos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of tracy&lt;s&gt;boo&lt;/s&gt;foo,&lt;br /&gt;her birthday's in 3 days!&lt;br /&gt;and she's not replying my smses cuz i think &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she exceeded both her hp and her mom's hp's sms limit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and also she's not replying online &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cuz apparently she's always mapling.&lt;br /&gt;TRACYBOO&lt;s&gt;FOO&lt;/s&gt; U GOOD AH!&lt;br /&gt;SHANT GET YOUR PRESENT!!&lt;br /&gt;LALALALAS~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh and yst went to ps to catch harrypotter4 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with denise and jessica.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;don really like the movie.&lt;br /&gt;ALOT of parts were left out&lt;br /&gt;and ALOT of &lt;s&gt;small&lt;/s&gt; details were changed.&lt;br /&gt;like dobby was supposed to give harrypotter &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the gillyweed for the 2nd task &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but it was neville who gave it to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and also during the 3rd task which was the maze,&lt;br /&gt; weird creatures were &lt;em&gt;supposed&lt;/em&gt; to be in the maze&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and the champions have to fight them.&lt;br /&gt;but there were jus the tall hedges &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;swaying violently and closing in on the champions.&lt;br /&gt;yes i know there's not enough time.&lt;br /&gt;but well there were a few extra-ed scences &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;like myrtle flirting with harry in the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;hohohos.&lt;br /&gt;but ron was hilarious as usual.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so long then.&lt;br /&gt;i'm off &lt;s&gt;mapling&lt;/s&gt; neopets-ing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021219-113239242135262446?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/113239242135262446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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/&gt;IAMLAZYTOBLOG.&lt;br /&gt;x))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021219-113230695723920527?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/113230695723920527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=113230695723920527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/113230695723920527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/113230695723920527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2005/11/ladeedahhh-iamlazytoblog.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9021219.post-113152151617997173</id><published>2005-11-09T15:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T23:31:56.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;off to chalet later!&lt;br /&gt;3days 2nights!&lt;br /&gt;bye ppl!&lt;br /&gt;*waves*&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/9021219-113152151617997173?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/113152151617997173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=113152151617997173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/113152151617997173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/113152151617997173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2005/11/off-to-chalet-later-3days-2nights-bye.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9021219.post-113047115274304784</id><published>2005-10-28T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T20:48:24.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is everybody going crazy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is anybody gonna save me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can anybody tell me what's going on.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell me what’s going on.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you open your eyes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You'll see that something is wrong.&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/9021219-113047115274304784?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/113047115274304784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=113047115274304784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/113047115274304784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/113047115274304784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2005/10/is-everybody-going-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9021219.post-113047056541299319</id><published>2005-10-28T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T07:24:59.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;last day of sch.&lt;br /&gt;different classes.&lt;br /&gt;different teachers.&lt;br /&gt;different classroom.&lt;br /&gt;some are even leaving for ip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;like the wonderful yiling.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;had a farewell ceremony for miss leong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;touching.&lt;br /&gt;she cried and cried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and the ppt was too much,&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt control anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;miss leong we'll always miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2cee.&lt;br /&gt;took lotsa photos.&lt;br /&gt;got our class tee.&lt;br /&gt;we all wore it and took photos with mr tay.&lt;br /&gt;we gave him our class tee too.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;mumu rocks.&lt;br /&gt;she took the trouble to make those &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;small paper bags and stuff them with sweets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;even though 2c always gave her a lot of trouble.&lt;br /&gt;and we wouldnt keep our voices down during free periods.&lt;br /&gt;yiling cried like nobody's business.&lt;br /&gt;nvm we shall meet again.&lt;br /&gt;at chalet.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking back now.&lt;br /&gt;2c's a great class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'll miss the fond memories we've shared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and although we were bad sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;miss wan neva gave up on us.&lt;br /&gt;thankyou miss wan(:&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss yiling's naggings and her some very enriching talks.&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss mumu shouting to us to hand in forms.&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss the usual shushing by syikin/vicki.&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss filzah answering all the questions.&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss michelle's cuteness.&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss lydia liao and jessica laughing crazily together.&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss mad kathleen, vain tracy and wonderful vicki.&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss you 2c.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i already am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;help somebody.&lt;br /&gt;help.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021219-113047056541299319?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/113047056541299319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=113047056541299319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/113047056541299319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/113047056541299319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2005/10/last-day-of-sch.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9021219.post-113032127557600397</id><published>2005-10-26T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T03:07:55.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;woohoos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i scraped my left knee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;actually its nth to be joyous about la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;having 2 scarred knees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;scraped my right knee last year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;during guides when we went to macritchie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;was jus walkiing, then........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i fell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;triped over tree roots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;got scar la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then today,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;scraped my left knee during the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;captains ball game with red cross.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;think will have scar too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i played like for only 5 min!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh and red cross won.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but guides won the first 2 rounds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they caught up during the last round.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haven't cheered in a long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;jessica rocks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for &lt;u&gt;today&lt;/u&gt;&lt;strong&gt; only.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;love ya truckloads always!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021219-113032127557600397?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/113032127557600397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=113032127557600397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/113032127557600397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/113032127557600397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2005/10/woohoos.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9021219.post-113023492862551941</id><published>2005-10-25T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T03:14:05.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;bwahhs!&lt;br /&gt;miss susan leong is leaving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;miss joan chia is leaving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;miss lavina is leaving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;miss agnes ng is leaving.&lt;br /&gt;and goodness know who else.&lt;br /&gt;very sad can.&lt;br /&gt;boos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;double boos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;triple boos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;EMCEE AUDITIONS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;three words:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I MALUATED MYSELF.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in front of * some more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;jus great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021219.post-113014869422030181</id><published>2005-10-24T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T03:17:48.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i came across this story on the internet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i jus &lt;u&gt;have&lt;/u&gt; to post it up here&lt;/em&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;here goes:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He almost didn't see the old lady,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;stranded on the side of the road. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But even in the dim light of day, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he could see she needed help. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So he pulled up in front of her Mercedes and got out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And when he approached her,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;even with the smile on his face, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she was worried. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No one had stopped to help for the last hour or so... was he going to hurt her?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn't look safe, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she looked poor and hungry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He could see that she was frightened, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;standing out there in the cold. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He knew how she felt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was that chill which only fear can put in you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He said, I'm here to help you ma'am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why don't you wait in the car where it's warm? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By the way, my name is Bryan."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, all she had was a flat tire, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but for an old lady, that was bad enough. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bryan crawled under the car &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;looking for a place to put the jack, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;skinning his knuckles a time or two. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Soon he was able to change the tire. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But he had to get dirty and his hands hurt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As he was tightening up the lug nuts, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she rolled down the window and began to talk to him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She told him that she was from St. Louis &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and was only just passing through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She couldn't thank him enough for coming to her aid. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bryan just smiled as he closed her trunk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She asked him how much she owed him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Any amount would have been all right with her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She already imagined all the awful things &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that could have happened had he not stopped. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bryan never thought twice about the money. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was not a job to him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was helping someone in need, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and God knows there were plenty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who had given him a hand in the past. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He had lived his whole life that way, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and it never occurred to him to act any other way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He told her that if she really wanted to pay him back, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the next time she saw someone who needed help, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she could give that person the assistance they needed, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and Bryan added, "... and think of me." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He waited until she started her car and drove off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It had been a cold and depressing day, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but he felt good as he headed for home, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;disappearing into the twilight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A few miles down the road the old lady saw a small cafe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She went in to grab a bite , &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and take the chill off before she made her trip home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was a dingy looking restaurant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Outside were two old gas pumps. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The cash register was like &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;an out of order telephone- it didn't ring much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Her waitress came over &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and brought a clean towel to wipe her wet hair. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She had a sweet smile,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;one that even being on her feet &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for the whole day couldn't erase. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The lady noticed the waitress was nearly eight months pregnant, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but she never let the strain &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and aches change her attitude. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The old lady wondered how someone who had so little &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;could be so giving to a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she remembered Bryan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After the lady finished her meal, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and the waitress went to get change &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for her hundred-dollar bill, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the lady slipped right out the door. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She was gone by the time the waitress came back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The waitress wondered where the lady could be, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and then she noticed something written &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;on the napkin under which were four $100 bills. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There were tears in her eyes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when she read what the lady wrote: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"You don't owe me anything, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have been there too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Somebody once helped me out, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the way I'm helping you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you really want to pay me back, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;here is what you do: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do not let this act of love end with you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, there were tables to clear, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sugar bowls to fill, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and people to serve, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but the waitress made it through another day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That night when she got home from work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and climbed into bed, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she was thinking about the money &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and what the lady had written. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How could the lady have known &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how much she and her husband needed it? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With the baby due next month, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was going to be hard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She knew how worried her husband was, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and as he lay sleeping next to her, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she gave him a soft kiss &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and whispered soft and low, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Everything's gonna be all right; I love you, Bryan."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021219-113014869422030181?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/113014869422030181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=113014869422030181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;wad the &lt;em&gt;freaking&lt;/em&gt; hell.&lt;br /&gt;math was the most disappointing .&lt;br /&gt;kathleen kong! i'm jealous la!&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;i haven't told my mom any marks yet.&lt;br /&gt;boos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ytd sec2s were given the option form.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm much more options to choose.&lt;br /&gt;i'm still debating whether to take bio or physics.&lt;br /&gt;haiz nvm ltr go 'tikam'(is tat how its spelled?)&lt;br /&gt;wahahahas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and it seems like nobody wants to go trip sci leii.&lt;br /&gt;then those smart ones want to go double sci &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and 'fight' with those whose results are not so good.&lt;br /&gt;arrgh.&lt;br /&gt;oh and the teachers said need parents' signature.&lt;br /&gt;i wasnt intending to show my parents the form lo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wad the.&lt;br /&gt;double boos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then today we had to do some english test &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for some survey thingy la.&lt;br /&gt;our class and i think another 2 or 3 classes were chosen.&lt;br /&gt;so lucky.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;difficult can.&lt;br /&gt;just anyhow do.&lt;br /&gt;for the comprehension they gave like 10 lines for the answer&lt;br /&gt;i only wrote 4 lines.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;played uno in class after tat.&lt;br /&gt;michelle kept losing!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;and she used sb's track pants as jacket.&lt;br /&gt;hohohos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh yes jus now when walking home&lt;br /&gt;i caused jessica's neck to be smeared with ice cream!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;woohoos!&lt;br /&gt;chocolate flavour.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;cuz she and tat tracy foo kept imitating the things i've said &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and the way i speak.&lt;br /&gt;kathleen kong too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you all like my voice say la!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;hiak hiak hiak!&lt;br /&gt;i' m going to get my revenge!&lt;br /&gt;kathleen kong and tracy foo your are next!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;watch out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;victory is mine!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha you all ah &lt;strong&gt;no originality&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021219-112980458108636574?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/112980458108636574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=112980458108636574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/112980458108636574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/112980458108636574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2005/10/crap-laa.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9021219.post-112926753923140991</id><published>2005-10-14T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T22:25:39.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ok the previous post was &lt;em&gt;stupid&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;pointless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;boos.&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/9021219-112926753923140991?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/112926753923140991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=112926753923140991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/112926753923140991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/112926753923140991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2005/10/ok-previous-post-was-stupid-and.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9021219.post-112920577854213278</id><published>2005-10-13T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T05:16:18.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;VICKI HAS TURNED INTO A PARROT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;VICKY HAD TURNED INTO A PARROT! *SQWUAK SQUWAK!*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THERE SHE GOES! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THERE SHE GOES!*SQUWAK*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OH MAN! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OH MAN! *SQUWAK SQUWAK!*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OH THIS IS SO LAME! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SO LAME! *SQUWAK SQUWAK!*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-YANYING RUNS AWAY!- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021219-112920577854213278?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/112920577854213278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=112920577854213278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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funny.&lt;br /&gt;got out at kovan mrt,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but then she said since she also going ps ltr so she went with us.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha she's so cute&lt;br /&gt;then tracy was late so we pei michelle have lunch.&lt;br /&gt;so poor thing la she.&lt;br /&gt;all her friends pang sehh her.&lt;br /&gt;then she had to hold her kfc fried chicken in one hand &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and hold her phone in the other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and with her mouth full she tried to scold her friends&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then tracy arrived jus in time for the movie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and michelle's friends joining her.&lt;br /&gt;so michelle had to wait alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;poor michelle(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;yup so we watched skeleton key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it was lame.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;and the title 'the skeleton key'&lt;br /&gt;wasnt very much related to the whole story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;shouldnt have watched it.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahhs but wadeva.&lt;br /&gt;walked around after tat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tat jessica choke on her own saliva and kept coughing.&lt;br /&gt;then ppl around were staring at us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;see jessica ! you always malu me when we go out.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after tat tracy went to play ball&lt;br /&gt;and me and jessica went home.&lt;br /&gt;i bought sth today!&lt;br /&gt;yeeps!&lt;br /&gt;hohohos.&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/9021219-112920448385812494?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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/&gt;lalalala.&lt;br /&gt;i've been waiting for this day to come for &lt;i&gt;ages&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;went to town with micelle yi ou quincy jessica kathleen vicky and tracy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after geog paper yest.&lt;br /&gt;caught the 12.15pm 'tim burton's corpse bride'&lt;br /&gt;it was kinda ok i guess(:&lt;br /&gt;but its quite touching towards the end of the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;notbadnotbad*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went shopping afterwards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;walked around.&lt;br /&gt;kathleen was &lt;strong&gt;bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;so she entertained herself by laughing at weird ppl.&lt;br /&gt;haha(:&lt;br /&gt;oh and we brought quite a lot of money .&lt;br /&gt;but we didnt buy a single thing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;although we did see some things we like.&lt;br /&gt;and now me and vicki regetted not buying.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to orchard library afterwards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;not to study!goodnessno!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm sick of textbooks and stuff(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahax so yeah borrowed some novels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if not duno what i'm going to do when i'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;now tat there's no need to STUDY!&lt;br /&gt;CANTBELIEVEEXAMSAREOVER!&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/9021219-112909013644494570?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/112909013644494570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=112909013644494570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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I WANT TO WALK IN THE RAIN AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hmmm got back math test and progress report today.&lt;br /&gt;don dare to show my mum both.&lt;br /&gt;although i passed everything but its not good at all.&lt;br /&gt;and that horrible math common test.&lt;br /&gt;so many careless mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;denise got 1/2 mark more then me!&lt;br /&gt;hmmphs.&lt;br /&gt;haha wadeva shall go read my chinese book now.&lt;br /&gt;lalas&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;stop gloating will you.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not cold blooded.&lt;br /&gt;how would you feel if you were in my shoes?&lt;br /&gt;arrghh.&lt;br /&gt;jus-stop it.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021219.post-112607362573160788</id><published>2005-09-07T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T23:13:45.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;2 yanyan double cream snack.&lt;br /&gt;1boxpocky starwberry flavour.&lt;br /&gt;1bar snickers almond bar.&lt;br /&gt;1halfemptycan pringles sourcream flavour.&lt;br /&gt;1largebag ruffles barbecued flavour.&lt;br /&gt;1carton 1litre applejuice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;all these can only last me till tml!&lt;br /&gt;snack on all these while doing hw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;oops.&lt;br /&gt;hope i don gain too much weight&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;back to the books!&lt;br /&gt;eeeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;XP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021219-112607362573160788?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/112607362573160788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=112607362573160788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/112607362573160788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/112607362573160788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2005/09/2-yanyan-double-cream-snack.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9021219.post-112565322889167036</id><published>2005-09-02T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T02:27:08.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;TML'S VICKII'S DAY!&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/9021219-112565322889167036?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/112565322889167036/comments/default' title='Post 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align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;OOHLALAS.&lt;br /&gt;finally have the time to update !&lt;br /&gt;been busy these 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;went anger's house to celebrate her bday.&lt;br /&gt;actually it was on sun.&lt;br /&gt;but there's sch the next day,&lt;br /&gt;so ya.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;went with denise.&lt;br /&gt;we reached like 1hr late.&lt;br /&gt;teehees.&lt;br /&gt;but biru was the latest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ya so bbq-ed  at her house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;actually we werent really bbq-ing.&lt;br /&gt;we jus sat there and wait for the food to come.&lt;br /&gt;teehees.&lt;br /&gt;took pictures.talked.crapped.gossiped.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;it was FUN.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;yup then after bbq-ing came the cake.&lt;br /&gt;2kg cake from jack's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;nicenicenice*&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;lalalas&lt;br /&gt;then most of the time we crowded ard huiyen's hp&lt;br /&gt;and talked to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;her(1).&lt;br /&gt;teehees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;su and anger were so happy.&lt;br /&gt;pity it wasnt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;her(2).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;ok so ya then charis and denise left .&lt;br /&gt;so left ME ANGER SUANN BIRU HUIYEN VERENA AND KEET YENG.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;we continued talking and listening to her(1).&lt;br /&gt;then we persuaded huiyen to stay overnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yayy!*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha went up to anger's kor room.&lt;br /&gt;it was bigger.&lt;br /&gt;hahax.&lt;br /&gt;then used the laptop and jus lazed ard.&lt;br /&gt;huiyen tied the stuffed snake the sec3's gave anger&lt;br /&gt;into a guides scarf.&lt;br /&gt;damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;then verena said its not good to be awake at 3.33am.&lt;br /&gt;so huiyen said we all shall go to sleep at 3.32am&lt;br /&gt;and wake up at 3.34.&lt;br /&gt;hahahah so we did.&lt;br /&gt;but i was too tired to get up liao.&lt;br /&gt;so jus slept on.&lt;br /&gt;i was the 2nd person to fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;teehees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at about 8am next morn.&lt;br /&gt;darn tired.&lt;br /&gt;and the last person who slept neva off the music.&lt;br /&gt;and it was so loud.&lt;br /&gt;wake us from our sleep.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;chatted again during breakfast .&lt;br /&gt;anger's mom's nice&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;went to pack our stuff then went home.&lt;br /&gt;verena and biru were late for their tuition.&lt;br /&gt;hahax.&lt;br /&gt;i took 1hr and 2o min thereabouts to reach home!&lt;br /&gt;but it was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;THANKYOU ANGER.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha i wanna go your hse stay again during the hols!&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/9021219-112539882391815321?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/112539882391815321/comments/default' 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type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;In the years to come&lt;br /&gt;Will you think about these moments that we shared.&lt;br /&gt;In the years to co-ome&lt;br /&gt;Are you gonna think it over&lt;br /&gt;And how we lived each day with no regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing lasts forever though you want it to.&lt;br /&gt;The road ahead holds different dreams for me and you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes goodbye&lt;br /&gt;‘though it hurts in your heart&lt;br /&gt;is the only way for destiny.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes goodbye&lt;br /&gt;though it hurts&lt;br /&gt;is the only way now for you and me.&lt;br /&gt;Though it’s the hardest thing to say&lt;br /&gt;I’ll miss your love in every way.&lt;br /&gt;So say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Oh don’t you cry&lt;br /&gt;‘cause true love never dies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;In a year from now&lt;br /&gt;Maybe there’ll be things&lt;br /&gt;We’ll wish we’d never said.&lt;br /&gt;In a year from no-ow&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we’ll see eachother,&lt;br /&gt;standing on the same street corner,&lt;br /&gt;no regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Each and every end is always&lt;br /&gt;written in the stars.&lt;br /&gt;If only I could stop the world&lt;br /&gt;I’d make this last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes goodbye&lt;br /&gt;‘though it hurts in your heart&lt;br /&gt;is the only way for destiny.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes goodbye&lt;br /&gt;though it hurts&lt;br /&gt;is the only way now for you and me.&lt;br /&gt;Though it’s the hardest thing to say&lt;br /&gt;I’ll miss your love in every way.&lt;br /&gt;So say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;but don’t you cry&lt;br /&gt;‘cause true love never dies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you need my arms to run into&lt;br /&gt;I’ll come for you.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing will ever change the way I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes goodbye&lt;br /&gt;‘though it hurts in your heart&lt;br /&gt;is the only way for destiny.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes goodbye&lt;br /&gt;though it hurts&lt;br /&gt;is the only way now for you and me.&lt;br /&gt;Though it’s the hardest thing to say&lt;br /&gt;I’ll miss your love in every way.&lt;br /&gt;So say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;but don’t you cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;'cause true love –never- dies&lt;/u&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;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;imissthesec4s.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&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/9021219-112487942447044263?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/112487942447044263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=112487942447044263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/112487942447044263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/112487942447044263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2005/08/in-years-to-come-will-you-think-about.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9021219.post-112471052167274386</id><published>2005-08-22T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T04:35:21.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;everything's gone wrong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so wrong&lt;/em&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 cant deny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i cant hide.&lt;br /&gt;i jus wanna scream out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;my desperation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;my pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm &lt;u&gt;pathetic&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;and i pray for the day when all this &lt;strong&gt;ends.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where my soul will be released &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;from all this agony.&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/9021219-112471052167274386?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/112471052167274386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=112471052167274386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021219-112418941471836231?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/112418941471836231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=112418941471836231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/112418941471836231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/112418941471836231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2005/08/tantrums.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9021219.post-112390690028655161</id><published>2005-08-13T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T21:21:40.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ANGER ANG!!!&lt;br /&gt;GET WELL SOON!!!&lt;br /&gt;x)).&lt;br /&gt;wahahahahahas.&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/9021219-112390690028655161?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/112390690028655161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=112390690028655161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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lit.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;u&gt;just&lt;/u&gt; passed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;which i think was very lucky since i wrote out of point&lt;br /&gt;for the last ques.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;somebody&lt;/strong&gt; sitting beside me got like 15?!?!&lt;br /&gt;and she said its not good.&lt;br /&gt;like hello? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i had never gotten higher then 15 for any lit test.&lt;br /&gt;serious.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;but well TRACY'S lit is GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;cant blame her.&lt;br /&gt;hohohos .&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;adeline was the funniest.&lt;br /&gt;the teacher wrote no.no.no.&lt;br /&gt;3 nos on different places on her last ques ans.&lt;br /&gt;so damn hilarious la.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i'm happy i passed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;lalalas&lt;br /&gt;got guides after sch.&lt;br /&gt;was quite fun la.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&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&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-one more week...-&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/9021219-112390634339507047?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/112390634339507047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=112390634339507047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/112390634339507047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/112390634339507047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2005/08/boos-our-class-got-big-thrashing-from.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9021219.post-112349408267474333</id><published>2005-08-08T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T02:41:22.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;so tell me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;wad exactly do you want?&lt;br /&gt;you only know two words:i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;oh please.&lt;br /&gt;you enjoy this dont you?&lt;br /&gt;it seems like you're oh &lt;em&gt;so &lt;/em&gt;popular&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;when in fact you're &lt;em&gt;not.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;and going around calling out to others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;acting like you know them very well.&lt;br /&gt;i'm &lt;u&gt;DISGUSTED&lt;/u&gt; by you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;you jus &lt;strong&gt;dont &lt;/strong&gt;change do you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;i'm sick and tired of &lt;strong&gt;everything&lt;/strong&gt; you've said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;your excuses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;your lies.&lt;br /&gt;you have reasons for everything.&lt;br /&gt;and only you can don reply to others.&lt;br /&gt;when others don reply &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;you kick up a fuss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;get a life you hypocrite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously i don care whether you have the chance to read this&lt;br /&gt;but i certainly hope you do&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;and if u really read this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;this is what i think of you.&lt;br /&gt;to me,&lt;br /&gt;you're smaller then a speck of dust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;much much much smaller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;a nobody.&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&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;and if i really do know you,&lt;br /&gt;what i guess is you'll be laughing at wad i've said.&lt;br /&gt;but wad i wanna say to you is :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;go reflect.&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;and you jolly well do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/9021219-112349408267474333?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/112349408267474333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=112349408267474333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/112349408267474333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/112349408267474333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2005/08/so-tell-me.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9021219.post-112324214536897588</id><published>2005-08-05T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T04:42:25.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I'M CARAMEL NUT&lt;br /&gt;   +&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt; PIG!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;jessica's &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;BLUE&lt;/span&gt; PIG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;vicki's &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;GREEN&lt;/span&gt; PIG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;wadeva.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021219-112324214536897588?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/112324214536897588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=112324214536897588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/112324214536897588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/112324214536897588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2005/08/im-caramel-nut-pink-pig-jessicas-blue.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9021219.post-112305899457243662</id><published>2005-08-03T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T01:57:53.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I've been down&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm blessed&lt;br /&gt;I felt a revelation coming around&lt;br /&gt;I guess its right, it's so amazing&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I see you&lt;br /&gt;I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;You're all I've got&lt;br /&gt;You lift me up&lt;br /&gt;All my dreams are in your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be inside your heaven&lt;br /&gt;Take me to the place you cry from&lt;br /&gt;Where the storm blows your way&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the earth that holds you&lt;br /&gt;Every bit of air you're breathin' in&lt;br /&gt;A soothin' wind&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be inside your heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When minutes turn to days and years&lt;br /&gt;When mountains fall,&lt;br /&gt;I'll still be here&lt;br /&gt;Holdin you until the day I die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wanna be inside your heaven&lt;br /&gt;Take me to the place you cry from&lt;br /&gt;Where the storm blows your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I wanna be inside your heaven&lt;br /&gt;Take me to the place you cry from&lt;br /&gt;Where the storm blows your way&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the earth that holds you&lt;br /&gt;Every bit of air you're breathin' in&lt;br /&gt;A soothin' wind&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be inside your heaven&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes I do&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be inside your heaven.&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;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;but u dont care.&lt;/s&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/9021219-112305899457243662?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/112305899457243662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=112305899457243662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/112305899457243662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021219/posts/default/112305899457243662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/2005/08/ive-been-down-now-im-blessed-i-felt.html' title=''/><author><name>piggie_flew_away</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9021219.post-112305810385307542</id><published>2005-08-03T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T01:35:03.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;wheeee~&lt;br /&gt;had my 2.4km run today!&lt;br /&gt;i passed!&lt;br /&gt;hohohos !&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had geog test , mt test &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; chi oral too.&lt;br /&gt;wad a nice day.&lt;br /&gt;aiya both tests sucked.&lt;br /&gt;especially chi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-pouts-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;didnt understand wad to do.&lt;br /&gt;lalalas.&lt;br /&gt;chi oral even worse.&lt;br /&gt;i kept repeating my words&lt;br /&gt;and the teacher gave me the exasperated look .&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;u&gt;she&lt;/u&gt;  kept repeating the question&lt;br /&gt;cuz i wasnt answering to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;diediediedie&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH i passed my math common test!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021219-112305810385307542?l=firstlov3-.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-9021219.post-112263496982063540</id><published>2005-07-29T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T04:02:49.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ohohos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the math common test was so difficult&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; i can &lt;strong&gt;fail&lt;/strong&gt; it like oh &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;so&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; easily !&lt;br /&gt;(note the sarcasm please)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YAY&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;NOT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sheesh.&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;and i cant seem to feel u here.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;u're a liar.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021219-112263496982063540?l=firstlov3-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlov3-.blogspot.com/feeds/112263496982063540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021219&amp;postID=112263496982063540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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