<?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-8643961706941542798</id><updated>2011-07-09T00:03:18.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Memories</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8643961706941542798/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16347856788020207877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROwQDAvhUKY/SYmWrZHgePI/AAAAAAAAACk/garoPgVaUP0/S220/Photo0068A.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8643961706941542798.post-1309096880895757657</id><published>2009-12-28T13:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T14:03:23.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Yesterday was my birthday. Had a lot of fun~ :D thanks to Lee Jia Yin, Dexter, Jun Hao &amp;amp; Kee Kai. Thanks loads!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;felt the usual today. almost cried when i watched a mv by BigBang. It's called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ym0DOo321bg"&gt;HaruHaru. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;anyway, i bought loads and loads of clothes. made me happy to see the pretty pretty clothes. but now... i feel the pinch of being broke... &lt;!--3&lt;/span--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;day 6 28/12/09 monday; 2.03pm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;still hurts..&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/8643961706941542798-1309096880895757657?l=bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com/feeds/1309096880895757657/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROwQDAvhUKY/SYmWrZHgePI/AAAAAAAAACk/garoPgVaUP0/S220/Photo0068A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8643961706941542798.post-7708666232185692313</id><published>2009-12-26T19:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T19:24:05.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;day 4. started reading The Secret. realised that all that i had been thinking of is coming true in bits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;those that i feared the most. so, from now i will only have GOOD THOUGHTS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;easier said than done but i will ensure this happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Regina/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Like A Knife - Secondhand Serenade&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I dream a lot, I know you say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I've got to get  away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"The world is not yours for the taking"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Is all you ever say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I  know I'm not the best for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;But promise that you'll stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Cause if I  watch you go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You'll see me wasting, you'll see me wasting away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Cause  today, you walked out of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Cause today, your words felt like a  knife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm not living this life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Goodbyes are meant for lonely people  standing in the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And no matter where I go it's always pouring all the  same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;These streets are filled with memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Both perfect and in  pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And all I wanna do is love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;But I'm the only one to  blame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Cause today, you walked out of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Cause today, your words  felt like a knife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm not living this life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;But what do I know, if  you're leaving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;All you did was stop the bleeding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;But these scars will  stay forever,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;These scars will stay forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And these words they have no  meaning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;If we cannot find the feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;That we held on to together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Try  your hardest to remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Stay with me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Or watch me bleed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I need  you just to breathe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Cause today, you walked out of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(Stay with  me, or watch me bleed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Cause today, your words felt like a knife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(I need  you just to breathe.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm not living this life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i will wait. as long as i believe in my thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;26/12/09 Saturday ; 7.26pm&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/8643961706941542798-7708666232185692313?l=bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com/feeds/7708666232185692313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8643961706941542798&amp;postID=7708666232185692313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8643961706941542798/posts/default/7708666232185692313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8643961706941542798/posts/default/7708666232185692313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-4.html' title=''/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16347856788020207877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROwQDAvhUKY/SYmWrZHgePI/AAAAAAAAACk/garoPgVaUP0/S220/Photo0068A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8643961706941542798.post-9137845046382053520</id><published>2009-12-25T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T23:39:49.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MERRY XMAS!!~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;day3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;. trying my best not to think. dont want to but...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;doesnt matter anyway. anyone knows a way to get drunk without alcohol?? can't get hold of any -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Wish - Rascal Flatts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the days come easy and the moments pass slow,&lt;br /&gt;and each road leads you where you want to go,&lt;br /&gt;and if you're faced with a choice, and you have to choose,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you choose the one that means the most to you.&lt;br /&gt;and if one door opens to another door closed,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you keep on walkin' 'til you find the window,&lt;br /&gt;if it's cold outside,&lt;br /&gt;show the world the warmth of your smile,&lt;br /&gt;but more than anything, more than anything,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wish, for you, is that this life becomes all that you want it to,&lt;br /&gt;your dreams stay big, your worries stay small,&lt;br /&gt;You never need to carry more than you can haul,&lt;br /&gt;and while you're out there getting where you're getting to,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you know somebody loves you, and wants the same things too,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, this, is my wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you never look back, but ya never forget,&lt;br /&gt;all the ones who love you, in the place you left,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you always forgive, and you never regret,&lt;br /&gt;and you help somebody every chance you get,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you find God's grace, in every mistake,&lt;br /&gt;and always give more then you take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But more than anything, Yeah, and more than anything,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wish, for you, is that this life becomes all that you want it to,&lt;br /&gt;your dreams stay big, and your worries stay small,&lt;br /&gt;You never need to carry more than you can haul,&lt;br /&gt;and while you're out there getting where you're getting to,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you know somebody loves you, and wants the same things too,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, this, is my wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wish, for you, is that this life becomes all that you want it to,&lt;br /&gt;your dreams stay big, your worries stay small,&lt;br /&gt;You never need to carry more than you can haul,&lt;br /&gt;and while you're out there getting where you're getting to,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you know somebody loves you, and wants the same things too,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, this, is my wish.&lt;br /&gt;this is my wish&lt;br /&gt;i hope you know somebody loves you&lt;br /&gt;may all your dreams stay big&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;a song that you liked. A song that belonged to you and V. now.. it's a song to describe how i feel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;merry christmas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;25/12/09 friday 11:40pm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;wishing for the best. that life becomes better. for the both of us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8643961706941542798-9137845046382053520?l=bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com/feeds/9137845046382053520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8643961706941542798&amp;postID=9137845046382053520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8643961706941542798/posts/default/9137845046382053520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8643961706941542798/posts/default/9137845046382053520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-xmas-day3.html' title=''/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16347856788020207877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROwQDAvhUKY/SYmWrZHgePI/AAAAAAAAACk/garoPgVaUP0/S220/Photo0068A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8643961706941542798.post-8278693087514809972</id><published>2009-12-24T17:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T17:06:18.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Stay Close, Don't Go - Secondhand Serenade&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  I'm staring at the glass in front of me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Is it half empty?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Have I ruined all you've given me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I know I've been selfish,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I know I've been foolish,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; But look through that and you will see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; That I'll do better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I know, baby I can do better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; If you leave me tonight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I'll wake up alone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Don't tell me I will make it on my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Don't leave me tonight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; This heart of stone will sink 'til it dies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; If you leave me tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Sometimes I stare at you while you are sleeping,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I listen to your breathing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Amazed how I somehow managed to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Sweep you off of your feet girl,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Your perfect little feet girl,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I took for granted what you do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; But I'll do better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I know, baby I can do better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; If you leave me tonight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I'll wake up alone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Don't tell me I will make it on my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Don't leave me tonight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; This heart of stone will sink 'til it dies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; If you leave me tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; And don't you know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; My heart is pumping,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Oh, it's putting up the fight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; And I've got this feeling,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; That everything's alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Don't you see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I'm not the only one for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; But you're the only one for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; If you leave me tonight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I'll wake up alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; If you leave me tonight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I'll wake up alone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Don't tell me I will make it on my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Don't leave me tonight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; This heart of stone will sink 'til it dies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; If you leave me tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Don't leave me tonight.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;24december09; 5.08pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;missing you. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8643961706941542798-8278693087514809972?l=bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com/feeds/8278693087514809972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8643961706941542798&amp;postID=8278693087514809972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8643961706941542798/posts/default/8278693087514809972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8643961706941542798/posts/default/8278693087514809972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com/2009/12/stay-close-dont-go-secondhand-serenade.html' title=''/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16347856788020207877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROwQDAvhUKY/SYmWrZHgePI/AAAAAAAAACk/garoPgVaUP0/S220/Photo0068A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8643961706941542798.post-7397815118028656219</id><published>2009-12-23T14:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T15:01:47.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;although i really miss him badly, i dont really want to talk to him. He really doesnt know how he feels.. It hurts. It hurts even more cause i dont know what he is thinking... maybe i will never get to know. christmas, birthday, new year... all i want now is for my rhino to be back..the confident rhino is used to know.. is it just the confidence part or is there even more to this? I wont give up and i hope he doesnt give up either.. maybe he will never see this, but now.. all I wish for is for him to be happy again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;always waiting;23/12/09 3:04pm Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8643961706941542798-7397815118028656219?l=bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com/feeds/7397815118028656219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8643961706941542798&amp;postID=7397815118028656219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8643961706941542798/posts/default/7397815118028656219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8643961706941542798/posts/default/7397815118028656219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com/2009/12/although-i-really-miss-him-badly-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16347856788020207877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROwQDAvhUKY/SYmWrZHgePI/AAAAAAAAACk/garoPgVaUP0/S220/Photo0068A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8643961706941542798.post-647216509156161305</id><published>2009-12-21T19:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T19:39:10.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Broken-hearted Girl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You’re everything I thought  you never were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And nothing like I thought you could’ve been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;But still you  live inside of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So tell me how is that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You’re the only one I wish I  could forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The only one I’d love to not forgive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And though you break my  heart, you’re the only one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And though there are times when I hate  you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Cause I can’t erase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The times that you hurt me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And put tears on my  face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And even now while I hate you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It pains me to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I know I’ll be  there at the end of the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I don’t wanna be without you babe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I don’t  want a broken heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Don’t wanna take a breath with out you babe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I don’t  wanna play that part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I know that I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;But let me just say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I don’t  want to love you in no kind of way no no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I don’t want a broken heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And I  don’t wanna play the broken-hearted girl...No...No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;No broken-hearted  girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I’m no broken-hearted girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Something that I feel I need to  say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;But up to now I’ve always been afraid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;That you would never come  around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And still I want to put this out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You say you’ve got the most  respect for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;But sometimes I feel you’re not deserving me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And still  you’re in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;But you’re the only one and yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;There are times when I  hate you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;But I don’t complain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Cause I’ve been afraid that you would've  walk away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Oh but now I don’t hate you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I’m happy to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;That I will be  there at the end of the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I don’t wanna be without you babe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I don’t  want a broken heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Don’t wanna take a breath with out you babe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I don’t  wanna play that part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I know that I love you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;But let me just say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I  don’t want to love you in no kind of way no no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I don’t want a broken  heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And I don’t wanna play the broken-hearted girl...No…No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;No  broken-hearted girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Now I’m at a place I thought I’d never be…Oooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I’m  living in a world that’s all about you and me…yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Ain't gotta be afraid my  broken heart is free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;To spread my wings and fly away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Away With you  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;yeah yeah yeah, ohh ohh ohh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I don’t wanna be without my baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I  don’t wanna a broken heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Don’t want to take a breath with out my baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I  don’t wanna play that part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I know that I love you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;But let me just  say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I don’t want to love you in no kind of way..No..No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I don’t want a  broken heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I don’t wanna play the broken-hearted girl..No..No..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;No  broken-hearted girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Broken-hearted girl No…no… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;No broken-hearted  girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;No broken-hearted girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Beyonce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;I promise myself to not think of you till I am ready&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;TIME OUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;21/12/09 monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8643961706941542798-647216509156161305?l=bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com/feeds/647216509156161305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8643961706941542798&amp;postID=647216509156161305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8643961706941542798/posts/default/647216509156161305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8643961706941542798/posts/default/647216509156161305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com/2009/12/broken-hearted-girl-youre-everything-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16347856788020207877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROwQDAvhUKY/SYmWrZHgePI/AAAAAAAAACk/garoPgVaUP0/S220/Photo0068A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8643961706941542798.post-8249833084041475883</id><published>2009-08-29T13:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T13:18:22.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>White Horse - Taylor Swift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say you're sorry&lt;br /&gt;That face of an angel comes out&lt;br /&gt;Just when you need it to&lt;br /&gt;As I pace back and forth all this time &lt;br /&gt;'Cause&lt;br /&gt;I honestly believed in you&lt;br /&gt;Holdin' on,&lt;br /&gt;The days drag on&lt;br /&gt;Stupid girl &lt;br /&gt;I should've known, I should've known&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I'm not a princess&lt;br /&gt;This ain't a fairytale&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the one you'll sweep off her feet&lt;br /&gt;Lead her up the stairwell&lt;br /&gt;This ain't Hollywood,&lt;br /&gt;This is a small town&lt;br /&gt;I was a dreamer before you went and let me down&lt;br /&gt;Now its too late for you and your White Horse,&lt;br /&gt;To come around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I was naïve,&lt;br /&gt;Got lost in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I never really had a chance.&lt;br /&gt;I had so many dreams about you and me&lt;br /&gt;Happy endings; &lt;br /&gt;Now I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a princess&lt;br /&gt;This ain't a fairytale&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the one you'll sweep off her feet&lt;br /&gt;Lead her up the stairwell&lt;br /&gt;This ain't Hollywood,&lt;br /&gt;This is a small town&lt;br /&gt;I was a dreamer before you went and let me down.&lt;br /&gt;Now its too late for you and your White Horse,&lt;br /&gt;To come around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there you are on your knees&lt;br /&gt;Begging for forgiveness,&lt;br /&gt;Begging for me&lt;br /&gt;Just like I always wanted,&lt;br /&gt;But I'm so sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause Im not your princess &lt;br /&gt;This aint a fairytale&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna find someone, Some day&lt;br /&gt;Who might actually treat me well.&lt;br /&gt;This is a big world,&lt;br /&gt;That was a small town&lt;br /&gt;There in my rearview mirror, &lt;br /&gt;Disappearing now.&lt;br /&gt;And it's too late for you and your White Horse,&lt;br /&gt;Now its too late for you and your White Horse&lt;br /&gt;To catch me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh whoa whoa whoa-oh&lt;br /&gt;Try and catch me now&lt;br /&gt;Whoa-Oh&lt;br /&gt;It's too late&lt;br /&gt;To catch me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the story ends here. 26/06/09-28/08/09  &lt;br /&gt;wonderful days: 24june2009 08august2009&lt;br /&gt;29august2009 13:15&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8643961706941542798-8249833084041475883?l=bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com/feeds/8249833084041475883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8643961706941542798&amp;postID=8249833084041475883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8643961706941542798/posts/default/8249833084041475883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8643961706941542798/posts/default/8249833084041475883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com/2009/08/white-horse-taylor-swift-say-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16347856788020207877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROwQDAvhUKY/SYmWrZHgePI/AAAAAAAAACk/garoPgVaUP0/S220/Photo0068A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8643961706941542798.post-4484083865428505611</id><published>2009-08-08T09:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T09:16:29.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>怎麼去擁有　一道彩虹&lt;br /&gt;怎麼去擁抱　一夏天的風&lt;br /&gt;天上的星星　笑地上的人&lt;br /&gt;總是不能懂　不能覺得足夠&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果我愛上　你的笑容&lt;br /&gt;要怎麼收藏　要怎麼擁有&lt;br /&gt;如果你快樂　不是為我&lt;br /&gt;會不會放手　其實才是擁有&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當一陣風吹來　風箏飛上天空&lt;br /&gt;為了你而祈禱　而祝福　而感動&lt;br /&gt;終於你身影　消失在人海盡頭&lt;br /&gt;才發現　笑著哭　最痛&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那天你和我　那個山丘&lt;br /&gt;那樣的唱著　那一年的歌&lt;br /&gt;那樣的回憶　那麼足夠&lt;br /&gt;足夠我天天　都品嚐著寂寞&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;知足的快樂　叫我忍受心痛&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8643961706941542798-4484083865428505611?l=bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROwQDAvhUKY/SYmWrZHgePI/AAAAAAAAACk/garoPgVaUP0/S220/Photo0068A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8643961706941542798.post-6065672417339128880</id><published>2009-07-05T17:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T17:08:16.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Look. You may treat it as a joke but the tone you use only goes to show of your class. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;pissedResa; 05/07/09 5:09 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8643961706941542798-6065672417339128880?l=bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com/feeds/6065672417339128880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8643961706941542798&amp;postID=6065672417339128880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8643961706941542798/posts/default/6065672417339128880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8643961706941542798/posts/default/6065672417339128880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com/2009/07/look.html' title=''/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16347856788020207877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROwQDAvhUKY/SYmWrZHgePI/AAAAAAAAACk/garoPgVaUP0/S220/Photo0068A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8643961706941542798.post-5575790111744128668</id><published>2009-06-11T18:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T18:27:04.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So many things that i want to do but too little time!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;i want to do as much as i can to help the less fortunate. study as hard as i can for my upcoming block tests. meet up with my dearest friends from yckss. play as hard as i can. hang out with my friends at takashimaya. eat and eat &amp;amp; eat &amp;amp;eat &amp;amp;eat some more. go for bungee jumping with gladys and drag whoever i can with me. EAT CHICKEN RICE!!! watch many many many movies. do my project work. aaah; so many many many things to do during this holidays.. TT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;resa;loveStoeat,sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;going for tuition in half an hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;6.31pm 11/06/09 hearts &lt;3&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/8643961706941542798-5575790111744128668?l=bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com/feeds/5575790111744128668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8643961706941542798&amp;postID=5575790111744128668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8643961706941542798/posts/default/5575790111744128668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8643961706941542798/posts/default/5575790111744128668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-many-things-that-i-want-to-do-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16347856788020207877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROwQDAvhUKY/SYmWrZHgePI/AAAAAAAAACk/garoPgVaUP0/S220/Photo0068A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8643961706941542798.post-6215491765483537568</id><published>2009-05-09T18:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T18:35:57.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.5pt; font-family: 'ＭＳ ゴシック';" lang="JA"&gt;おかえり&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.5pt; font-family: 'ＭＳ ゴシック';" lang="ZH-TW"&gt;歌手&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.5pt; font-family: 'ＭＳ ゴシック';" lang="EN-GB"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.5pt; font-family: 'ＭＳ ゴシック';" lang="JA"&gt;絢香&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.5pt; font-family: 'ＭＳ ゴシック';" lang="JA"&gt;作詞&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.5pt; font-family: 'ＭＳ ゴシック';" lang="EN-GB"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.5pt; font-family: 'ＭＳ ゴシック';" lang="EN-GB"&gt; 絢香&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.5pt; font-family: 'ＭＳ ゴシック';" lang="JA"&gt;作曲&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.5pt; font-family: 'ＭＳ ゴシック';" lang="EN-GB"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.5pt; font-family: 'ＭＳ ゴシック';" lang="EN-GB"&gt; 西尾芳彦・絢香&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.5pt; font-family: 'ＭＳ ゴシック'; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" lang="JA"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;ＭＳ ゴシック&amp;quot;; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;おかえり　sweet home&lt;br /&gt;帰る場所　愛をありがとう&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;また平気なフリをして&lt;br /&gt;悲しみの色を塗りつぶして　笑ってしまうんです&lt;br /&gt;信じることの大切さ　わかってるのに&lt;br /&gt;いざという時　疑ってしまうんです&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;空っぽの体　流れる時に&lt;br /&gt;浮いてしまいそうになるけど&lt;br /&gt;あなたのこと　抱きしめたい&lt;br /&gt;このキモチが突き動かすの&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;おかえり　I'm home&lt;br /&gt;一言で満たされる心&lt;br /&gt;おかえり　sweet home&lt;br /&gt;帰る場所　愛をありがとう&lt;br /&gt;sweet home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;自分のことばかりを考える大人はズルイんだと&lt;br /&gt;思っていたんです&lt;br /&gt;でも必死で変えることを&lt;br /&gt;叫んでる人もいるんだと　やっと知ったんです&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当り前の幸せなんか　この世界に一つもない&lt;br /&gt;あなたのため　そう思えた&lt;br /&gt;このキモチが突き動かすの&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;おかえり　I'm home&lt;br /&gt;スピードが加速してく毎日&lt;br /&gt;おかえり　sweet home&lt;br /&gt;変わらない　ずっとある景色&lt;br /&gt;sweet home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;探して　なくした&lt;br /&gt;心の傷が&lt;br /&gt;立ち向かう　強さに変われたのは&lt;br /&gt;「おかえり」があったから&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;おかえり　I'm home&lt;br /&gt;一言で満たされる心&lt;br /&gt;おかえり　sweet home&lt;br /&gt;帰る場所　愛をありがとう&lt;br /&gt;sweet home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;おかえり　I'm home&lt;br /&gt;大丈夫　あなたがいるから&lt;br /&gt;おかえり　sweet home&lt;br /&gt;待っててね　もうすぐ着くから&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;ＭＳ ゴシック&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;sweet home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;one of the sweetest songs i ever listened to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;credits to: http://crystal-ise.vox.com/library/post/lyrics-translation-okaeri-%E3%81%8A%E3%81%8B%E3%81%88%E3%82%8A-ayaka-%E7%B5%A2%E9%A6%99.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;okaeri;ayaka &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;resa;6.40pm 9/05/09&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/8643961706941542798-6215491765483537568?l=bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com/feeds/6215491765483537568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8643961706941542798&amp;postID=6215491765483537568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8643961706941542798/posts/default/6215491765483537568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8643961706941542798/posts/default/6215491765483537568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com/2009/05/sweet-home-im-home-sweet-home-sweet.html' title=''/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16347856788020207877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROwQDAvhUKY/SYmWrZHgePI/AAAAAAAAACk/garoPgVaUP0/S220/Photo0068A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8643961706941542798.post-4504316383271465695</id><published>2009-04-26T21:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T21:50:07.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;seriously tired of listening to the same arguments over and over again. what on earth is with the screaming even when they are just a metre or so apart from each other. sounds &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ridiculous&lt;/span&gt; doesn't it? the feeling is numb already and i don't feel a thing for each party any longer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;adults are just as immature as what they call us. believe it or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;resa is pissed; 9.55pm 26/04/09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8643961706941542798-4504316383271465695?l=bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com/feeds/4504316383271465695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8643961706941542798&amp;postID=4504316383271465695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8643961706941542798/posts/default/4504316383271465695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8643961706941542798/posts/default/4504316383271465695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com/2009/04/seriously-tired-of-listening-to-same.html' title=''/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16347856788020207877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROwQDAvhUKY/SYmWrZHgePI/AAAAAAAAACk/garoPgVaUP0/S220/Photo0068A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8643961706941542798.post-4563488219333109338</id><published>2009-04-18T18:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T19:04:21.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Theresa is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;uber&lt;/span&gt; tired.&lt;br /&gt;did 10 hrs of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cip&lt;/span&gt; today with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;yj&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ODAC&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;amk&lt;/span&gt;. health mapping exercise. how should i put this?.. i never thought that there were people living like 2 blocks away from mine living in a state which even people like me feel kinda uncomfortable. the less privileged in Singapore are so well hidden that we never get to see people who truly need help around us. there are tons of people who are much less privileged than us and still people do not notice this until stuff like this comes up. what we did was super exhausting but something that made me feel happier and much more satisfied as a person. the sense of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;achievement&lt;/span&gt; is indescribable and priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7:10 pm signing out;resa &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8643961706941542798-4563488219333109338?l=bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com/feeds/4563488219333109338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8643961706941542798&amp;postID=4563488219333109338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8643961706941542798/posts/default/4563488219333109338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8643961706941542798/posts/default/4563488219333109338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com/2009/04/theresa-is-uber-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16347856788020207877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROwQDAvhUKY/SYmWrZHgePI/AAAAAAAAACk/garoPgVaUP0/S220/Photo0068A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8643961706941542798.post-2904803970032193329</id><published>2009-04-14T17:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T17:51:20.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PISS ME OFF SO MUCH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;get a life &amp;amp; leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pissed; theresa 14.04.09 5:55pm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8643961706941542798-2904803970032193329?l=bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com/feeds/2904803970032193329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8643961706941542798&amp;postID=2904803970032193329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8643961706941542798/posts/default/2904803970032193329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8643961706941542798/posts/default/2904803970032193329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com/2009/04/piss-me-off-so-much-get-life-leave-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16347856788020207877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROwQDAvhUKY/SYmWrZHgePI/AAAAAAAAACk/garoPgVaUP0/S220/Photo0068A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8643961706941542798.post-45119014133842255</id><published>2009-03-17T10:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T10:16:33.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RESA is sick&lt;/span&gt; again..TT fever of 38.7 when i went to the doctor yesterday. didn't go to school today and i feel like i can't feel my nose anymore. Resa does not feel good missing school. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;17/03/09 10.23 am with a blocked nose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8643961706941542798-45119014133842255?l=bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com/feeds/45119014133842255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8643961706941542798&amp;postID=45119014133842255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8643961706941542798/posts/default/45119014133842255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8643961706941542798/posts/default/45119014133842255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com/2009/03/resa-is-sick-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16347856788020207877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROwQDAvhUKY/SYmWrZHgePI/AAAAAAAAACk/garoPgVaUP0/S220/Photo0068A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8643961706941542798.post-8020013120464612139</id><published>2009-03-10T19:15:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T19:43:52.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ROwQDAvhUKY/SbZMT7OogoI/AAAAAAAAADk/pc4taxISP3w/s1600-h/theresa+cutie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ROwQDAvhUKY/SbZMT7OogoI/AAAAAAAAADk/pc4taxISP3w/s320/theresa+cutie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311516715730371202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Just realised that i have this photo on my friendster. cute right?oh my gosh!!! totally adorable la. shameless at this but still i have to say that this might be one of my best photos in my life.. freaking adorable can? aww!~ the days when i was still pure and innocent. long gone were the days..ahh cnt take it man..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ROwQDAvhUKY/SbZM07SktCI/AAAAAAAAADs/PrluDeHlvkM/s1600-h/crappy+chairperson+n+vice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 282px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ROwQDAvhUKY/SbZM07SktCI/AAAAAAAAADs/PrluDeHlvkM/s320/crappy+chairperson+n+vice.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311517282682582050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;then here is a crappy piece of i dunno what that me and priya created when we were in sec 2. somehow crappy stuff happens to appear more on my friendster photo. no idea why though..(when we were still very much into Singapore Idol and Paul Twohill..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ROwQDAvhUKY/SbZNjF91_OI/AAAAAAAAAD0/8z93NlpCfZw/s1600-h/people+in+pulau+semakau.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ROwQDAvhUKY/SbZNjF91_OI/AAAAAAAAAD0/8z93NlpCfZw/s320/people+in+pulau+semakau.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311518075822406882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Crazy people in Pulau Semakau. darlings hui wen; su; silvereen; mira when we were in sec 2 also.. happiest moments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROwQDAvhUKY/SbZODfIrEOI/AAAAAAAAAD8/PU5RcAv0eII/s1600-h/mr+phua.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 121px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROwQDAvhUKY/SbZODfIrEOI/AAAAAAAAAD8/PU5RcAv0eII/s320/mr+phua.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311518632334528738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;master piece done by mr phua in sec 2 also. dunno why i still have it in my friendster also. why am i raiding my friendster for photos?..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROwQDAvhUKY/SbZPH4DXCZI/AAAAAAAAAEE/rh8PmfOba6c/s1600-h/301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROwQDAvhUKY/SbZPH4DXCZI/AAAAAAAAAEE/rh8PmfOba6c/s320/301.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311519807254235538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;301 Family Tree!! Ms Sin at the top. I'm at the top right hand corner!!~ yeah..&lt;3&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Guest/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ROwQDAvhUKY/SbZQh5--IeI/AAAAAAAAAEM/7B6rcOOdIY4/s1600-h/drama+seniors.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ROwQDAvhUKY/SbZQh5--IeI/AAAAAAAAAEM/7B6rcOOdIY4/s320/drama+seniors.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311521353960923618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;drama seniors with darling Natasha on our last day as official active memebers. BUT once a drama member ALWAYS a drama lover..&lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ROwQDAvhUKY/SbZRK3aI4EI/AAAAAAAAAEU/pG3TSKLhX84/s1600-h/drama+seniors+in+nafa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ROwQDAvhUKY/SbZRK3aI4EI/AAAAAAAAAEU/pG3TSKLhX84/s320/drama+seniors+in+nafa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311522057644204098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Drama seniors in action again. photo of us in NAFA trying to act artistic by giving this type of feel in the photo but ended up not being able to see anyone's face except for santhi. we look like ants.. but me at the side giving the act cool feel. makes me wonder how i swallowed my own cuteness away. did i eat it up when i was too hungry?..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(to be continued...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;10/03/09 7.50pm hungry.. going for dinner!!~ &lt;3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8643961706941542798-8020013120464612139?l=bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com/feeds/8020013120464612139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8643961706941542798&amp;postID=8020013120464612139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8643961706941542798/posts/default/8020013120464612139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8643961706941542798/posts/default/8020013120464612139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-realised-that-i-have-this-photo-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16347856788020207877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROwQDAvhUKY/SYmWrZHgePI/AAAAAAAAACk/garoPgVaUP0/S220/Photo0068A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ROwQDAvhUKY/SbZMT7OogoI/AAAAAAAAADk/pc4taxISP3w/s72-c/theresa+cutie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8643961706941542798.post-5953217197445386783</id><published>2009-03-08T20:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T20:14:51.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;I AM BORED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;!!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;just felt like posting.. we have CVD(Celebrating Values Day) coming up this sat and both my class and cca are struggling with the preparation. omg!! And i feel super confused now. i wonder if i will be able to handle nyaa gold plus sch work plus tests and promos and ocip?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;HELP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;!!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;resa is still peeling like a snake. better find some cream before i look like i am suffering from some severe skin disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;chilling.GP tuition started..TT no more sunday mornings to sleep in anymore. TT&lt;br /&gt;8.20pm resa is tired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8643961706941542798-5953217197445386783?l=bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com/feeds/5953217197445386783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8643961706941542798&amp;postID=5953217197445386783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8643961706941542798/posts/default/5953217197445386783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8643961706941542798/posts/default/5953217197445386783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-bored-just-felt-like-posting.html' title=''/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16347856788020207877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROwQDAvhUKY/SYmWrZHgePI/AAAAAAAAACk/garoPgVaUP0/S220/Photo0068A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8643961706941542798.post-8809588944774785836</id><published>2009-03-02T22:05:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T18:30:55.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ROwQDAvhUKY/Sav6DMCmkoI/AAAAAAAAADU/mdABg15Mxew/s1600-h/7+fairys+on+the+ferry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ROwQDAvhUKY/Sav6DMCmkoI/AAAAAAAAADU/mdABg15Mxew/s320/7+fairys+on+the+ferry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308611518464955010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;On the ferry back with instructors michael, zac and rain with the qi xian nus..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ROwQDAvhUKY/Sav54Npu4kI/AAAAAAAAADM/PwRSfhnJRek/s1600-h/7+fairies+attack+gunung+bintan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ROwQDAvhUKY/Sav54Npu4kI/AAAAAAAAADM/PwRSfhnJRek/s320/7+fairies+attack+gunung+bintan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308611329918952002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;after the climb up gunung bintan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ROwQDAvhUKY/Sav5qRFB82I/AAAAAAAAADE/5_kgtpN_ouw/s1600-h/peak+of+gunung+bintan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ROwQDAvhUKY/Sav5qRFB82I/AAAAAAAAADE/5_kgtpN_ouw/s320/peak+of+gunung+bintan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308611090320585570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;RESA's BELOVED QI XIAN NU!!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;26/02/09-01/03/09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Resa is super dark now&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Just came back from camp in bintan yesterday. i really realized how to appreciate the civilization and whatever little technology i have with me now. Bintan was not as developed as we thought it was. imagine all the resorts, spas, water sports etc etc.. but all we had at the camp was open air showers without heaters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;(and also without cubicles)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; 3 toilets for girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;(2 squat n 1 sitting all without flush systems so we have to pour water into the toilet bowl&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;- people also bathe in them cause there are taps in them. super gross cause when you try to use the toilets the toilets are flooded half the time. tents, ok the normal camp stuff afew common toilets further away, and loads of insects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;(ok i am not fussing bout these cause i am not that pampered but i am super irritated by the super pampered girls who start screaming like crazy at tiny bugs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;and we had to climb gunung bintan straight after getting down from the ferry. felt kinda sick while on the ferry too..But the funny thing was somehow we didn't feel as tired as going to school when we are waking up like 2hrs earlier than usual. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; it was super fun attacking people with water fights for no reason during the dragon boating esp. having the whole class attacking the instrustors. throwing the instructors into the resort pool after a challenge cause the instrustor threw water on &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;s first..hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;(ok i admit it, we were not exactly following the rules of the swimming pool. we are not allo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;wed to swim in the pool when not properly attired + there were tourists in the pool and they were s'poreans oops. the other instructors were cheering us on when we did that though.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&amp;amp;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;e i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;nstructor didn't even struggle when he kenna carried over lor. cause it was the second time in the same hour that he kenna that. he was already wet anyway.XD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;next was the campfire. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(everyone all super high. don't know what we ate during the bbq that we all totally lost our senses. but it was super fun..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;then the rain had to come to spoil the fun so we had to rush back to our tents in the rain and pack our stuff of evacuate to an indoors function room all drenched in the rain. i can tell you that being wet the whole day does not smell pretty. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&amp;amp;not including the number of people drenched the whole day all squeezing into an air conditioned room. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;(and when we have been wet the whole day for the pass few days does not help at all thank you very much..)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but well not that i am complaining for having&lt;/span&gt; the air con.. fell asleep almost immediately. left bintan the next day. ok but before that was packing up the tents. felt super disapointed cause we had to pack the tents of girls whom have not packed them up on their own. and they left countless personal stuff that i do not want to elaborate on inside the tents. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;(and the guys were there to help pack the tents too. so ashamed of these girls. and also, because of the rain, the tents had bits of mud, soil and grass when we packed it in. pity the next batch of people using these tents)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;well i think that i forgot to mention that me and six other girls from my class got seperated into another wave from our class so we stuck together for the first and last day of the camp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;(we became kind of crazy being seperated from 112&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;so yeah we arrive at the camp as the qi xian nu and left as the same qi xian nu just darker.^^&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;super love my girls for sticking with me throughout the hike up the mountain and keeping me entertained during the ferry ride to make sure that i do not feel sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(although doing the whole ipoh e tai tai cheer continously till the damn chicken dies really pisses me off. or was it their main objective.oh right... then the instructors taught us some crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;cheers and the guys that felicia keeps calling "tai tai" wrongly - real name zac told us a seriously dumb lame joke la&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;why does the bird fall after flying under the aerop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;lane?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; ans. cause the plane was too noisy and the bird when ahh so noisy and places its wings at its ears. dumb right?..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;ok then when we reached school the qi xian nu spilt up cause i had to go home while the rest went to long john silver in North point to meet some other people from our class. i on the other hand went to mac with my parents and ate one upsize mcchicken meal, one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;mcspicy burger and one mcnugget meal. scary? not only that.. for dinner it was mcchicken upsized again with ice-cream. yeah!&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; civilisation is so good. love s'pore loads. anyway,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;just wanna say that i really love singapore with all of my &lt;3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;02/03/09 11.20pm gotta go to school tomorrow and super tired from school today. as usual and we just came back yesterday&amp;amp; we had to GO TO SCHOOL!! WHAT SENSE IS THIS?.. promised myself not to complain but just can't help it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8643961706941542798-8809588944774785836?l=bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com/feeds/8809588944774785836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8643961706941542798&amp;postID=8809588944774785836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8643961706941542798/posts/default/8809588944774785836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8643961706941542798/posts/default/8809588944774785836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com/2009/03/resa-is-super-dark-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16347856788020207877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROwQDAvhUKY/SYmWrZHgePI/AAAAAAAAACk/garoPgVaUP0/S220/Photo0068A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ROwQDAvhUKY/Sav6DMCmkoI/AAAAAAAAADU/mdABg15Mxew/s72-c/7+fairys+on+the+ferry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8643961706941542798.post-3891180866289289006</id><published>2009-02-14T23:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T23:11:50.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;happy &lt;em&gt;VALENTINES&lt;/em&gt; day!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;eating loads of chocolates today to destress..  excuse to eat more XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;theresa + food = love + happiness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;self created theory...   HERE TO HUIWEN. A NEWLY UPDATED POST!!!~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;LOVE IS IN THE AIR!!~&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;23.10 14/02/09 THERESA munching on &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;toblerones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;mugging econs.. T.T so much for VALENTINE'S..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8643961706941542798-3891180866289289006?l=bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com/feeds/3891180866289289006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8643961706941542798&amp;postID=3891180866289289006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8643961706941542798/posts/default/3891180866289289006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8643961706941542798/posts/default/3891180866289289006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines-day-eating-loads-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16347856788020207877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROwQDAvhUKY/SYmWrZHgePI/AAAAAAAAACk/garoPgVaUP0/S220/Photo0068A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8643961706941542798.post-3605744990607108985</id><published>2009-01-26T23:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T23:51:28.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;26/01/09 11:52pm&lt;br /&gt;chinese new year. Finally 2 straight days of break from work. (ok.. not so much of a break) tired to the max but doesn't stop me from using the internet to watch jap dramas... i highly encourage everyone to watch a drama called bloody monday. super nice... anyway, ramdomness of the post is just to get away with the complains of people who say that my blog is dead for months and that i should revive it. (*nudge nudge* hints...) Happy Lunar New Year everyone... loves; theresa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8643961706941542798-3605744990607108985?l=bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com/feeds/3605744990607108985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8643961706941542798&amp;postID=3605744990607108985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8643961706941542798/posts/default/3605744990607108985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8643961706941542798/posts/default/3605744990607108985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com/2009/01/260109-1152pm-chinese-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16347856788020207877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROwQDAvhUKY/SYmWrZHgePI/AAAAAAAAACk/garoPgVaUP0/S220/Photo0068A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8643961706941542798.post-8290842037874569430</id><published>2008-09-15T11:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T12:33:28.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Exams are finally over!~ &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Finally get to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;touch my dearest computer again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;going to watch Hana Yori Dango tomorrow.. Theresa hearts Oguri Shun+Matsumoto Jun!~&lt;br /&gt;off to lunch; 12:38 noon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8643961706941542798-8290842037874569430?l=bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com/feeds/8290842037874569430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8643961706941542798&amp;postID=8290842037874569430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8643961706941542798/posts/default/8290842037874569430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8643961706941542798/posts/default/8290842037874569430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com/2008/09/exams-are-finally-over-finally-get-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16347856788020207877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROwQDAvhUKY/SYmWrZHgePI/AAAAAAAAACk/garoPgVaUP0/S220/Photo0068A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8643961706941542798.post-8850984746308600261</id><published>2008-09-03T16:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T16:59:38.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROwQDAvhUKY/SL5RPTBBiyI/AAAAAAAAACU/kVGj39uZ0PA/s1600-h/hana+yori+dango+final.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 384px; height: 290px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROwQDAvhUKY/SL5RPTBBiyI/AAAAAAAAACU/kVGj39uZ0PA/s320/hana+yori+dango+final.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241716339550292770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Hana yori dango final!!!&lt;br /&gt;opening in cinemas tomorrow!!~ &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;unfotunately..prelims continue next week..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                         JIA YOU!!!!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8643961706941542798-8850984746308600261?l=bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com/feeds/8850984746308600261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8643961706941542798&amp;postID=8850984746308600261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8643961706941542798/posts/default/8850984746308600261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8643961706941542798/posts/default/8850984746308600261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com/2008/09/hana-yori-dango-final-opening-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16347856788020207877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROwQDAvhUKY/SYmWrZHgePI/AAAAAAAAACk/garoPgVaUP0/S220/Photo0068A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROwQDAvhUKY/SL5RPTBBiyI/AAAAAAAAACU/kVGj39uZ0PA/s72-c/hana+yori+dango+final.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8643961706941542798.post-7939105944538328728</id><published>2008-08-24T17:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T17:50:14.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prelims begins tomorrow. &lt;/strong&gt;Off to mug for the next few weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Theresa signing off          mood;totally foul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;can't wait for exams to be over!!!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16347856788020207877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROwQDAvhUKY/SYmWrZHgePI/AAAAAAAAACk/garoPgVaUP0/S220/Photo0068A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8643961706941542798.post-862829091543265440</id><published>2008-08-13T17:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T17:07:15.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;hee. yet another post. i think that my blog might be on hiatus for quite sometime till i get over with my studies!!~ but before that, i am gonna post two photos taken by geraldine during the victoria theater concert the other day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ROwQDAvhUKY/SKKjkcfmTaI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Lm-t7djRNwU/s1600-h/DSC02238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ROwQDAvhUKY/SKKjkcfmTaI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Lm-t7djRNwU/s320/DSC02238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233925563477282210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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 style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ME AND THE 'RICH TAI-TAI' LYDIA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ROwQDAvhUKY/SKKj7imrkII/AAAAAAAAACE/k5_y-t8KTgc/s1600-h/DSC02239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ROwQDAvhUKY/SKKj7imrkII/AAAAAAAAACE/k5_y-t8KTgc/s320/DSC02239.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233925960254591106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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 style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;MUMMY PRIYA AND ME!!~ &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8643961706941542798-862829091543265440?l=bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com/feeds/862829091543265440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8643961706941542798&amp;postID=862829091543265440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8643961706941542798/posts/default/862829091543265440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8643961706941542798/posts/default/862829091543265440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com/2008/08/hee.html' title=''/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16347856788020207877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROwQDAvhUKY/SYmWrZHgePI/AAAAAAAAACk/garoPgVaUP0/S220/Photo0068A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ROwQDAvhUKY/SKKjkcfmTaI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Lm-t7djRNwU/s72-c/DSC02238.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8643961706941542798.post-3548199411279623164</id><published>2008-08-10T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T21:28:09.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;uber tired today. my nose is all runny and i just can't force myself to touch my homework.. how i wish the holidays never end; or just let the o'levels pass by quickly. can't wait to take a long break from the textbooks. another week of tests and the upcoming exams!! argh!~ &amp;amp; just when all the excitement of the beijing olympics are around; the tests and exams have to spoil the fun. this year is seriously gettin me pissed!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;WHEN WILL EVERYTHING BE OVER?!..&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/8643961706941542798-3548199411279623164?l=bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com/feeds/3548199411279623164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8643961706941542798&amp;postID=3548199411279623164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8643961706941542798/posts/default/3548199411279623164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8643961706941542798/posts/default/3548199411279623164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitter-sweet-lie.blogspot.com/2008/08/uber-tired-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16347856788020207877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROwQDAvhUKY/SYmWrZHgePI/AAAAAAAAACk/garoPgVaUP0/S220/Photo0068A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8643961706941542798.post-8049632723567117354</id><published>2008-08-05T17:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T19:02:45.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;Decided to start on my first post today.. This week is gonna be a super duper tiring week. 1 geog test today, humanities +1 test;chemistry test on electrolysis test; poa common test tomorrow and A-maths common test on thursday. thank god for the coming national holiday to keep my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;TODAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Mdm Ye showed us THE SECRET by jay chou during chinese period. pretty messy show but all of us refused to move out of the classroom before finishing the last few minutes of the show..haha. Physics class passed super fast and we didn't really realise it. PE was super torturous. What were we doing? the thing that i suck at the most. Dancing!!! we had to learn the ACES day dance and let me tell you this, i screwed up big time!~ my hands and legs just don't connect to my brain and i have totally no idea why..DUMB. reminds me again why i never went for hip hop enrichment after my first year in school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;RECESS!!!!!~ yum spaghetti. totally made my stomach feel great!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;emaths passed just as quickly as physics. although it was meant for us to ask Mr Chiang questions that we totally don't understand. but we ended up studying for humanities like mad. ok maybe only for me and yuhsuan.. next lesson was humanities. nothing much really happened besides the geography test. after that we started moving towards the canteen for our emaths +1. For some reason i just felt hyper and priya was like "eh other people finish test super depressed how come you so hyper?". weirdo me.. sometimes i also wonder what the heck is wrong with me. craziness i guess. emaths +1 was like the most relaxed time of the day.  it was on speed-time graphs and most of us finished it within 20 mins or so. the rest of the time was spent "studying of the ss  +1 tomorrow" but we ended up crapping. that's just what we do the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ok.. LUNCH.. YUMMY AGAIN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;but really, Priya was being super irritating. she asked me to follow her to buy a drink and i thought ok.. follow her to the drink stall. But...she wanted me to follow her to the vending machine like 4-5 feet away from where we were sitting. crazy girl!~ madness i tell you. Huiwen was really feeling very sick but Priya was saying super lame stuff and made her laugh till it became abit better i guess. on the way up to amaths remedial; i was being the usual playful me and i decided to pull a prank on Geraldine. She passed me the pack of chips that silvereen bought for the both  of us to share and ran off. i acted pissed and stared at her with me "POWER" glare. Her facial expression was really precious! so funny.. but being professional; i held back my laughter and just changed my tone and told her 'stop playing la'.  She as expected, totally freaked out!~ silly girl thinks that i will get angry over this thing. after that, i spent the rest of the time while waiting for the teacher acting like an Ah Lian..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Amaths remedial was by far the most serios period in school. we really did our work and not spend the time slacking.but anyway, Priya returned me my thumb drive&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;today with a few of the photos we had taken during the year.                                                                &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                                                                                &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;        401 CLASS CHALET GALS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ROwQDAvhUKY/SJgxjDn20tI/AAAAAAAAABg/8V292avebgg/s1600-h/DSCN1552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; 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