<?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-11309217</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:46:56.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Version 1.0 :: B'cos u Live</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>302</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-5683773057573363919</id><published>2008-05-07T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T15:59:00.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, there wasn't any school because I'm not taking any Home Econs examination.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's not the point because I still have to study for Physics and&lt;em&gt; think about Art.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because, right until now, I have &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;zero clues, zero ideas and zero inspiration.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Floating" is the topic. I liked that word but there's nothing in my mind which can make me get startled off to do some research.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I started off the day quite well.&lt;br /&gt;I went out and studied by myself. The studying did go well but because of loneliness and boredom&lt;em&gt;, my mind started to wonder again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is &lt;strong&gt;BAD SHIZT&lt;/strong&gt;, I tell you. I went to recall every single thing from the past, specificaly, last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet no one actually realise this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Late year, the month of May, was actually the start, the begining of our talks, our laughters in MSN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But soon, we're moving close the June, June30; the carnival.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I remembered vaugely about the whole day, how I was so eager and yet embarrassed in that situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The face, the hand, Our hearts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mygawd, I'm seriously in &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;deep emotional status&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; right now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing myself a favour this time by not posting about everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let's move on, shall we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gossip Girl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched it all over again ; including the last episode.&lt;br /&gt;It's just fucking awesome, the whole sexy cast and not forgetting my hawt Nate and Chuck.&lt;br /&gt;They're the most sexiest boys alive in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I went to read some spoilers of it.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, it was truly a fun tip :) Despite the fact that it'll spoil your anxiety.&lt;br /&gt;But, at least now I'm not so excited because somewhat get the idea of the whole situation :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Georgina kind of let Serena's secret out and in fact, it wasn't a sex tape, S killed someone and told Blair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;B looked for Nate and Chuck and told the about what happened to S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;In fact, S didn't leave school for nothing, it was because of the whole act, that was why she left without letting B know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;B, N and C came together, put their differences aside and try to help S as she went back to her old habits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Dan, however felt so off because S hasn't been talking to him and she doesn't know how to tell him so D assumes that S slept with some other guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and... S did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;D and S? gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;B went to look for G and they are going to have some fight about this situation until what's worst is that B went to do a research for G's future school because G is somewhat sick or whatever la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;And, that's all for season1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Gossip Girl is left with 2 more episodes and season 2 will be on it's way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;American Idol.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know tomorrow there is Physics, but my Daviddddddd Cooooooooook and the little D.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;My tuition will finish at 10 so after that, I'll watch. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll just start worrying about my Art tomorrow;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-5683773057573363919?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/5683773057573363919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/5683773057573363919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2008/05/today-there-wasnt-any-school-because-im.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-6192033204338414572</id><published>2008-05-06T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T18:30:01.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;PERFECT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I GOT TO WATCH THE LATEST EPISODE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;SERENA KILLED SOMEONE????????????????????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;WHAT THE FUCK MUCH?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;MORE SUSPENSE IT IS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;doesn't it seem more exciting?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;till next week for Gossip Girl!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-6192033204338414572?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/6192033204338414572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/6192033204338414572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2008/05/perfect.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-7322131430729794623</id><published>2008-05-02T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T01:05:36.685-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You'll take the last breath of me ;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a beautiful awakening with the absence of my parents at home. [:&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I had a very nice breakfast by myself today, although it was lonely,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hah, I'm used to it already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I went to surf the net for &lt;s&gt;many hours&lt;/s&gt; awhile. Needless to say, it was all about &lt;strong&gt;GG.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It' so addictive. I can't wait for next Monday (although it's the start of the whole routine of exams) but &lt;strong&gt;GG&lt;/strong&gt; starts again in America.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That means, after that, I can search up on the episode.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohman, I'm so excited :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yup, I did surf the net and came out with quite stunning pictures for some of us to go &lt;strong&gt;GA-GA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But hey, I'm not gonna share all, just one of my favourites.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;33&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Doesn't he just look, hot?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196022663874612018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/SBv7FUUgCzI/AAAAAAAAAIM/O2YrrXd6gqk/s400/250px-Chace_Crawford.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enough of &lt;em&gt;BOYS-HUNTING.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, I'm going off to meet my friend for awhile then head to study with &lt;em&gt;Phua and Lau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;My day was kind of planned already, I wanted to go Dome and study by &lt;u&gt;myself&lt;/u&gt; so that there won't be any distractions &lt;em&gt;but myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;But, I don't know why, I decided to follow them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(OH!?) Maybe it's because I have no clue about History.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that probably is one of the best reasons you can find, and the correct one too! :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Speaking of History Exam, I myself haven't been doing well lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I don't know what's wrong with me, or maybe the paper was too difficult and I was unable to comprehen almost every single thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Take &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chinese&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for example (the first horrible paper), I had no clue on what the passages were talking about and the questions just made it &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Laoshi said everyone did badly for the prelims, and a lot of people fail. So, there is a 100% chance that I'm one of the failures.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;English.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really sure that my Paper1 wil score but my Paper2!?&lt;br /&gt;OMGGGGG, I did made &lt;s&gt;many&lt;/s&gt; a few mistakes and some questions, I just don't get it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Social Studies&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need I say that the whole paper was just full of nonsense. Just when &lt;s&gt;most&lt;/s&gt; ALL of us thought that this portion wasn't gonna be tested on because Fausta didn't really went through it with us, it &lt;strong&gt;DID.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It came out in SectionB, and they're worth &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;25 marks&lt;/span&gt;. It's about &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Transnational Terriosm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Like hello, My source base answers were mush longer than my Transnational ones, and Source Base was about 5~7marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Yeah, Pray the Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Biology.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was OHHH-KAYYY.&lt;br /&gt;But I thought there were some questions which were quite tricky.&lt;br /&gt;Let's just wait and pray that my Physics which is coming very soon will pull it up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;MATH.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't the word just scare you already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The paper was &lt;strong&gt;HORRIBLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm serious. After they collected the paper away from me, I was tearing,&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; almost to &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WATERFALL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;There's no need to think about it because I know I can barely pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It's a straight &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for me, really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were like 2 questions worth around close to 18marks which I lost.&lt;br /&gt;How &lt;s&gt;perfect&lt;/s&gt; is that?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Andyes, the weekend :)&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to study for the rest of the subjects.&lt;br /&gt;So, no more &lt;strong&gt;GG&lt;/strong&gt; for this current weekend, and I shall resume it after that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;;make me handle the truth.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-7322131430729794623?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/7322131430729794623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/7322131430729794623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2008/05/youll-take-last-breath-of-me-had.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/SBv7FUUgCzI/AAAAAAAAAIM/O2YrrXd6gqk/s72-c/250px-Chace_Crawford.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-2342680058896318054</id><published>2008-05-01T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T01:05:36.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, so I admit my mistakes by wasting too much time on the computer today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I can't help it. I'm seriously &lt;strong&gt;love-sick&lt;/strong&gt; here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not with a guy whom I picked up at Junction8 or whatever you people tend to think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Say hello, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to my &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NEW ATTRACTION.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195666709870021298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/SBq3WEUgCrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ECJxq8pdBms/s320/ed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He looks a little devil-ish here and fake and pale but but but he's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;hawwwwt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Doesn't his playboyish look make you go NUTS and NUTS and NUTS?&lt;br /&gt;With his accent, you can say bye to your virginity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hah, I don't mean to say that I'll lose it, but hey, think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So, who is hotter? THIS OR THAT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195667976885373634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/SBq4f0UgCsI/AAAAAAAAAHU/VU3bi0O8Gjo/s320/78102204__oPt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Another hottie in waiting :)&lt;br /&gt;I think he's suepr &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;HAWT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with his ruffled hair and everything but the other one has the devil look which I love.&lt;br /&gt;ohman, someone make up my mind.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;They're both naturally talented &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-2342680058896318054?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/2342680058896318054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/2342680058896318054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2008/05/okay-so-i-admit-my-mistakes-by-wasting.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/SBq3WEUgCrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ECJxq8pdBms/s72-c/ed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-691467997320469040</id><published>2008-04-30T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T01:05:37.601-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, you know what.&lt;br /&gt;Forget about exams and mids for one second, okay, maybe a day.&lt;br /&gt;But seriously,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHACE CRAWFORD IS THE SEXXXXXXXXXXXX.&lt;/strong&gt; I mean, who can resist him? &lt;br /&gt;He's fucking hawwwwttt.&lt;br /&gt;and he's the number one on my list right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/SBhEREUgCoI/AAAAAAAAAG0/X9JSbtUDoyI/s1600-h/thumbnail1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/SBhEREUgCoI/AAAAAAAAAG0/X9JSbtUDoyI/s320/thumbnail1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194977230180059778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/SBhEZEUgCpI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Nka_WbB6x_I/s1600-h/thumbnail3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/SBhEZEUgCpI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Nka_WbB6x_I/s320/thumbnail3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194977367619013266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/SBhEg0UgCqI/AAAAAAAAAHE/NDABTv43g7Q/s1600-h/thumbnail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/SBhEg0UgCqI/AAAAAAAAAHE/NDABTv43g7Q/s320/thumbnail.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194977500762999458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/SBhEG0UgCnI/AAAAAAAAAGs/7S7hx1FPsgc/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/SBhEG0UgCnI/AAAAAAAAAGs/7S7hx1FPsgc/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194977054086400626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-691467997320469040?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/691467997320469040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/691467997320469040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2008/04/okay-you-know-what.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/SBhEREUgCoI/AAAAAAAAAG0/X9JSbtUDoyI/s72-c/thumbnail1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-3941221402180152206</id><published>2008-04-29T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T03:52:52.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know this isn't the right time to say, but, I'm addicted to the computer.&lt;br /&gt;Hah, gossip girl is so rockingggg, although I didn't read the last few series of the books, which reminds me I have to start going back to my Social Studies.&lt;br /&gt;Gahh, I just realise Social Studie is quite fun except when we're doing the tests and everything.&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell, I don't want to be blogging so much.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[edited]&lt;br /&gt;: I can bear with you. &lt;br /&gt;And I'm sorry that I can't be a mean person to use you.&lt;br /&gt;You know I cannot do that.&lt;br /&gt;We just gotta wait and see how time can change things.&lt;br /&gt;I bet you will feel better sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;Please, let us not repeat the cycle again.&lt;br /&gt;It's unbearable. :&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-3941221402180152206?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/3941221402180152206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/3941221402180152206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-know-this-isnt-right-time-to-say-but.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-3868325633922404303</id><published>2008-04-25T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T02:51:51.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really have nothing to say because my mind is so gaga over these two perfect pretty boys.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="280" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/D_bxSRp9xyg&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D_bxSRp9xyg&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="280" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="280" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/a8j0_qfxL-0&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/a8j0_qfxL-0&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="280" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-3868325633922404303?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/3868325633922404303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/3868325633922404303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-really-have-nothing-to-say-because-my.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-6701503585369812844</id><published>2008-04-24T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T03:09:39.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Am feeling like shit right now.&lt;br /&gt;But here is something will make me go GAGA:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/j-Bm17f8bG0&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/j-Bm17f8bG0&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-6701503585369812844?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/6701503585369812844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/6701503585369812844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2008/04/am-feeling-like-shit-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-834250397350306384</id><published>2008-04-24T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T00:38:51.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;latest news in town.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;JANE MIGHT FAIL ENGLISH,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;just you wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-834250397350306384?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/834250397350306384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/834250397350306384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2008/04/latest-news-in-town_24.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-468250161325909569</id><published>2008-04-23T16:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T01:08:44.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;the latest news in town.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;JANE IS GOING TO FAIL CHINESE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;save me from tomorrow's English, please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-468250161325909569?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/468250161325909569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/468250161325909569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2008/04/latest-news-in-town.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-2245203918220345592</id><published>2008-04-22T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T03:02:32.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;WHY DO I KEEP SEACRCHING FOR THINGS THAT I KNOW I'LL NEVER GET IT BACK?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I SWEAR, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;IT SUCKS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-2245203918220345592?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/2245203918220345592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/2245203918220345592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2008/04/why-do-i-keep-seacrching-for-things.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-7130179457659596255</id><published>2008-04-21T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T02:48:11.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;(I won't be blogging for a long time or even not turning my computer on.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(sorry jacob, I'll reply your email another time, I'm too busy and well, tired.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, let me share with everyone this story. It isn't just any story but it's something that I want it to be solve because my bestfriend is in need.&lt;br /&gt;Here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;-- &lt;em&gt;(am not gonna disclosed her name because it's too confidential)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I spoke to her and she told me this and I really want to help her.&lt;br /&gt;My bestfriend,S, is the same age as me and she's also the only child!(:&lt;br /&gt;I remembered, during our primary school days, she is quite rich, well, not exactly rich but her family has enough money to cover everything they needed.&lt;br /&gt;However, when she was in Sec2/3, her family business was getting bad to worst. &lt;em&gt;(Her parents owned the business!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, they still tried to survive la, I don't know how but they did.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, at the end of last year, her family had been having a lot of difficulties making ends meet. She has a lot of tuition la, and her family has not enough money to pay for it.&lt;br /&gt;Then you will say, ask her to stop tuition.&lt;br /&gt;But she needs it, and her parents want her to do well and everything because she is in SEC4 this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She told me that this year, her family really had no money.&lt;br /&gt;And once, her father had only 100dollars in his bank&lt;em&gt;. (I'm serious.)&lt;/em&gt; Needless to say, that 100dollars is not enough to cover their whole expenses! Her mother is also very tight in her money and sometimes, S would just skip all her meals and not eat.&lt;br /&gt;Plus, she has so many tuition that her parents need to pay for. There was once, when she needed to pay like 180 for her Chinese, her dad came to her and said that they didn't have enough money because all he left in his bank was 60DOLLARS.&lt;br /&gt;FREAKING 60DOLLARS!&lt;br /&gt;WHY? Because that month, her father didn't take any monthly salary because their business was bad and everything. She told me that at that moment of time, she wanted to just run out of the house and kill herself or something. (thankgod, she didn't)&lt;br /&gt;Imagine, your mother is broke and your dad has like 60dollars, how can you survive? With all the tuitions she is having right now, she told me that she couldn't take it!&lt;br /&gt;Not long, she called her mother and told her to pay for her tuition,160dollars.&lt;br /&gt;Guess what her mother did?&lt;br /&gt;She just said NO MONEY and slammed the phone down.&lt;br /&gt;Can you feel how hurt she is right now? I really can't stand the sight of her like that.&lt;br /&gt;Needless, I want to help her but I don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm appealing to everyone, to help my friend and help me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-7130179457659596255?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/7130179457659596255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/7130179457659596255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-wont-be-blogging-for-long-time-or.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-3467124281993304200</id><published>2008-04-17T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T03:25:05.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have to say that &lt;em&gt;yesterday's American Idol&lt;/em&gt; was&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; fan&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;fan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;tas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;tas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;tic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;tic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm &lt;u&gt;soooo&lt;/u&gt; in love with &lt;strong&gt;David Archuleta and David Cook!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;333&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm in love with the DavidS&lt;/em&gt;! :D Hahah, but&lt;em&gt; I have a feeling&lt;/em&gt; that &lt;strong&gt;David Cook&lt;/strong&gt; is gonna win, he's some &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;super&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rocker&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; la but my dear &lt;strong&gt;David Archuleta&lt;/strong&gt; is like my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;prettyyyyyy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AWWWWWW.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;3333&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-3467124281993304200?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/3467124281993304200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/3467124281993304200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-have-to-say-that-yesterdays-american.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-8603088383514076185</id><published>2008-04-16T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T03:44:41.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, I'm really really really happy.&lt;br /&gt;Partly because I didn't go to school yesterday and I &lt;s&gt;kinda&lt;/s&gt;&lt;strong&gt; miss&lt;/strong&gt; my friends.&lt;br /&gt;School was &lt;s&gt;PERFECTLY&lt;/s&gt; fine. We had HHF today! Did &lt;strong&gt;stupid runs&lt;/strong&gt; around the school!&lt;br /&gt;Then it was CME.&lt;br /&gt;Hah, CME. There was nothing much la, we could do our own stuffs too. So, yeah, I sat down with SHanna and we did Chinese. Hahaha, yes, CHINESE!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;It isn't that bad la, except that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I don't know how to read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;But I really really wanna do well for it cause I don't want to &lt;strong&gt;spend another year looking at foreign words again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;It kills my brain cells!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, was Chinese lesson! We had test.&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't so bad, although SHanna was dreading it. Hahah, so funny. Tomorrow, we're gonna continue the test. Damn it!&lt;br /&gt;Then, came BIO!&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Yap didn't come! Hahah, so happy la. I listened to music and did my work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, recess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;WHOA, damn awkward la, and I don't feel like blogging about it cause I'm so so hurt already .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, the rest of the day was just plain slacking&lt;br /&gt;UNTIL ASSEMBLY PERIOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;98.7 FM INVADED OUR SCHOOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LALALALALA (:&lt;br /&gt;It was uber fun la, they had bands playing and stuff and need I add that the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LEAD SINGER WAS &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;SUPERRRRRRRRRRRRRRR&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;RRRRRRRR&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahah, yeah, I'm so in love with him right now but he has a pretty girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;Damn it la. But yeah, we were practically just infront of him screaming with jacq and stella!&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, so fun!&lt;br /&gt;He looked at me okay!? He smiled. Like omg la.&lt;br /&gt;I nearly fainted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SO HOTTTTT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3333333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-8603088383514076185?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/8603088383514076185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/8603088383514076185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2008/04/today-im-really-really-really-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-1388996331238317776</id><published>2008-04-15T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T03:55:16.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally, my grade8 ballet exam is over.&lt;br /&gt;Today, it was a breeze. No doubt, I did a few mistakes like starting with the wrong feet but I hope my style and the use of space is perfectly fine.&lt;br /&gt;If I fail, I'm going to cry, I swear.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know la, but somehow, this exam, I did put in a lot of effort not that the rest, I just slack and everything.&lt;br /&gt;I just had the feel that I wanted to passssssssssssss! :)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, results are like back on June/July. It would be a long and painful wait.&lt;br /&gt;But, it's hell worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today, no school for me babe.&lt;br /&gt;Super happy! :D&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, I miss playing in class and I miss recess! :)&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;This may be quite random.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;But I feel like stopping time and take a nice tour around the world with someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I don't know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;But sometimes, this kind of feeling just comes by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I just wanna like stop school, book a flight with someone and we'll just travel and travel. (Just pretend we have the $ )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hahah, I want to go somewhere, more than paradise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Just to lay there and reflect. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;It would be sooooo comforting (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I should be heading back to English Compo. I've been doodling on it for like the past few minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;恋しちゃったんだ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;たぶん　気づいてないでしょう?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;星の夜　願い込めて　CHE.R.RY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;指先で送るキミへのメッセージ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-1388996331238317776?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/1388996331238317776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/1388996331238317776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2008/04/finally-my-grade8-ballet-exam-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-3554906139083090770</id><published>2008-04-14T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T02:18:52.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I really hated the ride home from school today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;JACOB YAO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want your big fat name everywhere in my blog is it huh?&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, must be sway that we met each other right? What if I've never known you?&lt;br /&gt;Life would be even better now! Hahaha, kidding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway,&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW!  &lt;strong&gt;  I am not going to schoooooooooooool :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;G8 BALLET EXAM. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm damn scared right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My head is really dizzy and my whole body is feeling damn weak la. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;damn scared.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think I'm going to die la. If I fail at least one dance, I fail the whole freaking exam.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Omggggggg! Someone save meeeeee!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like blogging already la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just blog for the sake of writing &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JACOB's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; name :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I put :) faces, this time)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-3554906139083090770?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/3554906139083090770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/3554906139083090770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-really-hated-ride-home-from-school.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-5946379018592614967</id><published>2008-04-11T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T04:14:36.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, &lt;em&gt;finally,&lt;/em&gt; I can sit down comfortably with no distractions of &lt;em&gt;msn, phone and everything&lt;/em&gt; around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's just me and my thoughts... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;ain't that soothing? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days, my mood is pretty bad.&lt;br /&gt;Its like, the thought of it just keeps coming back. Its&lt;strong&gt; not&lt;/strong&gt; a very nice thought, it's a thought that I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;really want to forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until now, I have no idea whether I'm right or wrong cause you made it seem like &lt;strong&gt;I'm in the wrong&lt;/strong&gt; and by that, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;you grew hatred in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I guess I did something wrong to you which made you or mad and everything.&lt;br /&gt;But really, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;If you &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; my messages are &lt;strong&gt;dumb, stupid, a waste of time&lt;/strong&gt; then why do you say that I'm &lt;strong&gt;neglecting you&lt;/strong&gt;? I didn't even know that you were sick and everything, &lt;strong&gt;what makes you think that I &lt;u&gt;WANT&lt;/u&gt; to pity you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want me to constantly talk to you as a friend? I can do that but you seemed like you &lt;strong&gt;treat me like shit&lt;/strong&gt;. I'm sorry, but I really have to say that cause&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; I'm really pissed right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just wondering if you were awake to talk and stuff but no, you treated it like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;a piece of leftover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, what I want is just us to be normal friends and pretend that none of this had happened, which yeah, I know its gonna be hard for you.&lt;br /&gt;You did tell me that it's &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;really hard for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to forget and &lt;u&gt;you'll do stupid things.&lt;/u&gt; But you know what, right now, &lt;strong&gt;I don't care how you're gonna hurt yourself or anything.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cause I'm done with it, I'm done with your nonsense, your rants, everything!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I tried my best not to hurt your feelings but somehow, you just make me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;WANT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're the one who is making me &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;CRUEL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;not samson! haha!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what I've said &lt;s&gt;might/should&lt;/s&gt; have hurt your feelings, I'm sorry but &lt;strong&gt;it's time for me to voice out my feelings towards this situation.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like whatever la! I can't deal with this right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're wayyyyyyyy over.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I know you read my blog, so be it.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on.&lt;br /&gt;Today, school was &lt;strong&gt;horrible.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, I don't know why but &lt;em&gt;Fridays are so urghhhhh!&lt;/em&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;We were suppose to have &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3hours of History&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; today which I was dreading to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;But for the A's sake&lt;/u&gt; (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hahah, but in the end, Mr Tan told us that we go and judge the Sec1's drama mama shit.&lt;br /&gt;Hahah, all of us agreed cause &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we didn't want to do the SBQ on our tables.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, the drama was &lt;s&gt;boring&lt;/s&gt; &lt;u&gt;entertaining&lt;/u&gt;. Like seriously, &lt;strong&gt;I &lt;s&gt;think&lt;/s&gt; KNOW I can act better than them la.&lt;/strong&gt; (yeah, thats how bad, they were!) But, it was kinda cool that we're like judging this thing! Haha, so in the end we got the winners and all so we went back to class at like 4.30pm????&lt;br /&gt;Class was suppose to finish at 6 but it ended so early! Yeah, I decided to be a good girl!&lt;br /&gt;Listened to Charlotte, GO HOME :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I bet Jacob is waiting for this part! HAHAHA)&lt;br /&gt;haahahah, yes Jacobbbbbb!&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; ):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I saw you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Since &lt;strong&gt;you didn't like my hearts on your name&lt;/strong&gt;, I'll put sad face!!!! ))):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gah, I've never liked you, JACOB YAO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You liked me!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah, anyway, tonight's tuition is cancelled. (expected)&lt;br /&gt;Besides, it's actually a good thing for me. Cause I really really really want to study. I have so many work and things to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Somehow, I'm becoming like SH when we were together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;He kept telling me how much he wanted to study and everything, I'm getting that determination from him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;hahaha, I don't know why suddenly I'm talking about him, but yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;He did taught me things I didn't know/ aware of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, I think I'm kinda done with blogging.&lt;br /&gt;It's studying time, babe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-5946379018592614967?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/5946379018592614967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/5946379018592614967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2008/04/so-finally-i-can-sit-down-comfortably.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-3518225417770233534</id><published>2008-04-10T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T07:19:54.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hahah, its kinda late already and I don't feel like blogging a long post.&lt;br /&gt;Initially, I wanted to, but after all the nonsense stuffs I had just now, I got no mood already.&lt;br /&gt;I'll blog about it some other time, just you wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause there are so many things I'm keeping inside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-3518225417770233534?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/3518225417770233534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/3518225417770233534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2008/04/hahah-its-kinda-late-already-and-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-5139367999414200437</id><published>2008-04-09T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T07:13:24.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Everything I thought from the start was indeed true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-5139367999414200437?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/5139367999414200437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/5139367999414200437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2008/04/everything-i-thought-from-start-was.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-7087600953221923138</id><published>2008-04-08T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T01:05:37.889-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;why chase after the things &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;which you know that you can never get?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R_uIFxvTnYI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zc1y0SQ-4dA/s1600-h/346826472l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186889028679736706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R_uIFxvTnYI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zc1y0SQ-4dA/s320/346826472l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I thought it would turn out great and fine and everything la, but, it just seemed different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Just being out with you for less than 24hours tells me a lot of things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;yeah, I know we've drifted and everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;even the words you use to talk to me are so foreign. Maybe I'm being sensitive over you or something but your actions, the way you react, just seemed different to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Then, when we were walking, we talked about our ice cream outings and all and the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;It's as if like it happened many years ago, cause I just can't remember them vaguely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Right now, I'm speechless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Whatever you wanna do, just do cause really, I feel like letting US go cause it has no point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;My secrets are also letting lose. You may think they're my buddies but I don't trust them and you just tell them about the whole present thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Do you know hurt I felt? I never told anyone about this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I tried so hard but you're not, so why treasure this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;All I can say is that, I want you to do well in everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Remember, our future talk about our lives? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I doubt it will ever come true...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;...by looking at how we are, right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's nothing to blog about la. I feel so tired and sloppy, I really &lt;strong&gt;need&lt;/strong&gt; a good night sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow got Poly again ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn boring la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I'm damn tired already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Night night :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;She's perfect for you, isn't she?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;whenever you say her name, my heart breaks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-7087600953221923138?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/7087600953221923138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/7087600953221923138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2008/04/why-chase-after-things-which-you-know.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R_uIFxvTnYI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zc1y0SQ-4dA/s72-c/346826472l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-667533370929055255</id><published>2008-04-07T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T01:05:37.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and now, you're leaving me behind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;without a single clue about your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So much for my feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R_oyjBvTnXI/AAAAAAAAAGc/ZLv5FbiT2qE/s1600-h/IMG_0646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186513498214210930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R_oyjBvTnXI/AAAAAAAAAGc/ZLv5FbiT2qE/s320/IMG_0646.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;Today, school was alright la.&lt;br /&gt;I overslept cause drew was &lt;s&gt;supposed&lt;/s&gt; to wake me up but he didn't.&lt;br /&gt;But i still managed to reach school in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons were alright today, except &lt;s&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ART&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/s&gt;, cause we were all talking about whether we should drop Art or not.&lt;br /&gt;Zailee says we can't drop this year, only next year. ):&lt;br /&gt;So, most of us are like not going to do anything for Art and just &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fail&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;this year's Art and then do well for the rest of the papers so that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we're able to drop Art.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like seriously, Art is a &lt;u&gt;freaking waste of time.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I did regret that I chose Art, cause I never thought that it would be like this hard.&lt;br /&gt;But even if I didn't take Art, I wouldn't want myself to suffer in F&amp;amp;N either.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, all these are a waste of time la.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to drop that subject man :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after school ate lunch with a bunch of people.&lt;br /&gt;Went to J8 with Phua! Hahaha, today was so funny la, we kept laughing and laughing and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I studied a lot today! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a good girl now. Wait, I always have been one. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Then, ate dinner with drew and went homeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I wanna go and watch teeveeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;;;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-667533370929055255?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/667533370929055255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/667533370929055255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2008/04/and-now-youre-leaving-me-behind-without.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R_oyjBvTnXI/AAAAAAAAAGc/ZLv5FbiT2qE/s72-c/IMG_0646.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-3668325260713161748</id><published>2008-04-05T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T03:58:21.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;BECAUSE OF YOU,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'VE BEEN A&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; &lt;s&gt;BITCH&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-3668325260713161748?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/3668325260713161748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/3668325260713161748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2008/04/because-of-you-ive-been-bitch.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-4764821179925300707</id><published>2008-04-05T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T01:05:38.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;With mixed emotions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R_cZuRvTnWI/AAAAAAAAAGU/9lSFgNUbrEY/s1600-h/n819078078_370573_3842.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185641778766912866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R_cZuRvTnWI/AAAAAAAAAGU/9lSFgNUbrEY/s320/n819078078_370573_3842.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, I was supposed to have dinner &lt;strong&gt;by myself.&lt;/strong&gt; But, I didn't want to eat.&lt;br /&gt;yucks, eating all alone, makes me &lt;u&gt;even&lt;/u&gt; more depressed. Haha, so in the end, I just stayed at home and went to blog &lt;em&gt;hop.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, I went Phua at Bishan.&lt;br /&gt;Dang, I didn't see Jacob today. Hahaha, what a &lt;s&gt;waste&lt;/s&gt; la. Imgaine if he has competition every Saturday then we can keep talking! (:&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today we left Bishan quite early and reached Singapore Poly quite early and we decided to copy the homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Samson! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;You're making me become a cruel person? See la, now I copy homework already! You're a bad influence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hahaha, kidding okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, we didn't know how to do la, so yeah, we sat down for about 20mins to copy then went upstairs.&lt;br /&gt;During the lesson, mygawd, it was superrrr boring and yeah felt like &lt;strong&gt;sleeping throughout&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't really pay attention!&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, we all went home then I met my parents for lunch and yeah, going for my Dance today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, I don't want to go esplanade with drew.&lt;br /&gt;Its farrrr away and today, I have no mood to go out la, so whatever! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-4764821179925300707?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/4764821179925300707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/4764821179925300707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2008/05/with-mixed-emotions-gah.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R_cZuRvTnWI/AAAAAAAAAGU/9lSFgNUbrEY/s72-c/n819078078_370573_3842.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-4160570325333627461</id><published>2008-04-04T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T04:13:01.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sometimes, I just really want you to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But, I know the ending is going to be hurting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today school was yucks!&lt;br /&gt;We had Accounts then P.E then Maths. Hahaha, P.E!&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Chan let us practise the 5-items thing for PFT cause we had it today. Hahaha, it was so funny la!&lt;br /&gt;Then, it was Maths! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVEEEE MATHS !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hahaha, Mrs Khoo didn't come la! yay, was super happy but &lt;em&gt;she never fails to give us something to do. &lt;/em&gt;So, we all did the Vectors Worksheet any yeah, halfway through, I was kinda pissed with myself over some thing which I thought over.&lt;br /&gt;(Anyway, that doesn't matter anymore!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soo, we had Physics then Chinese!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, physics was so funny la. I have no idea what that stupid teacher was talking about.&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl and me kept playing and laughing! Hahah, I bet she's gonna &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;change my sitting position soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, was Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;We did a test which was like 1 and a half hour long, its 70 MARKS!&lt;br /&gt;Like what the hell! Everyone didn't know how to do especially the &lt;u&gt;open ended comprehension part!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah, we just find the same and similar words then copy the whole para there.&lt;br /&gt;We all couldn't be bothered la.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know I'm taking my Os this year but I just can't do la. The words all look so foreign, can die la but I don't know la.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahah, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I just wanna pass my Maths and the rest can already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, after school, ate lunch then studied a little then PFT )):&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, the worst of everything.&lt;br /&gt;At least I didn't fail anything and managed to pass everything la. Hahaha, but it was so funny!&lt;br /&gt;Garh, 2.4km next week. I'm so gonna die la! ):&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, running with PP, so yeah, not so bad, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;got same pace!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After PFT, went to Bishan with the group of them and ate some macs ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;It was okay la, not fantastic but it was sinful.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I wanna go and bathe then go for tuition then do my Bio.&lt;br /&gt;Wait, I better do my Bio now!&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, go Singapore Poly, AH! Sian):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-4160570325333627461?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/4160570325333627461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/4160570325333627461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2008/04/sometimes-i-just-really-want-you-to.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-6124596340108956902</id><published>2008-04-03T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T02:21:06.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Maybe its best for us to remain like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;With just me knowing and you, loving someone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday! Was a real cry cry day for me! );&lt;br /&gt;My Japanese friends left Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;So, on Tuesday after school, there was suppose to be Tennis but I didn't feel like going cause Vicky wasn't going. It was about to rain already but &lt;strong&gt;I self-declared it canceled.&lt;/strong&gt; HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;So, I went to ToaPayoh Hub there, went to Popular and get some studying materials with Shanna and Cheryl.&lt;br /&gt;Then, both of them left, I went to Bishan to get some stickers and I saw Shaun!  :D&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, so I went to the library and saw Nissa, Vanny and Celine la, so yeah we talked and laughed and blahhhh for awhile then they left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, a few of my other friends came and yeah, was studying ting xie, but it was of no use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my mother called, told me to go to Clarke Quay and meet my Japanese friends for dinner and then Changi Airport.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, I rushed home, bathed, and went out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;Then I was in the MRT train and I decided &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to write a letter to him cause we always do that.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Because last time, 5years ago, when we saw each other, we didn't dare to talk &lt;strong&gt;cause we were shy and everything, &lt;/strong&gt;besides, my language wasn't fantastic back then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So, every single day, when we met up, &lt;strong&gt;we would give each other letters&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But that was 5years ago, this time, &lt;strong&gt;we talked every single day&lt;/strong&gt;, so I decided to give him a letter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so I was writing in the train. Everyone was starring cause I looked so rush and was like talking to myself. Anyway, that wasn't the point.&lt;br /&gt;I reached Clarke Quay, we ate dinner, ahhhhh, so fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Took many many pictures! :))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then finally, we went to Changi Airport, they checked in and all that nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;We sat down for awhile to talk even more cause they were like leaving soon! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt like 5mins but like half an hour passed! They had to enter the Departure Hall already!&lt;br /&gt;Damn it!&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, so before they went in, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my mother started crying and his mother started crying too.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like omg la! So fast.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha, &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then I gave him the letter I wrote.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And, guess what!!?!?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He took out something, and it was actually a letter to me! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaa, guess the both of us &lt;strong&gt;thought about the same thing&lt;/strong&gt;! (:&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, thats the point, &lt;strong&gt;I started crying and everything&lt;/strong&gt;. It was so sad la. And they also cried, espescially his sister :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah, basically, me and my mother just cried and cried and frantically waving to them from the outside while they cry and cry too!&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaa, and yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;I still can remember every single thing that happened that day and the times we had and the last sight of him! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went home by taxi with mum and the letter he wrote to me was damn sad la.&lt;br /&gt;He talked about what we did and everything, and &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he even remembered the time when we walked together at East Coast.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaahha, it was so fun and I'm gonna miss them like hell! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough of the sad part.&lt;br /&gt;Today was full of nonsense, I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first few lessons was okay, very slack, felt like sleeping the whole time except the last three periods where we had &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ART.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Zaili don't let us go home until we finished board 3! Like what the hell? I'm still like at Board 2, and not even half of it la.&lt;br /&gt;So, everyone was planning to escape and yeah, at some part, it was funny cause we decided to find a route to get out of the school before she sees us.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, but I didn't care la, I just left my disgusting art work there and left.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone started leaving and I think about 5 people were left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear, I wanna drop art la.&lt;br /&gt;Wasting my time only, then if I dropped I will only have 6subjects.&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl said that we can take A.Maths. Like I don't know la, not say my Maths super fanstastic.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do now la. Damn stress! Stupid art make me go nuts!&lt;br /&gt;GARH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah, I'm back home and this time, I'm going for Danceeeeee :)&lt;br /&gt;I have four more lessons to exam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-6124596340108956902?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/6124596340108956902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/6124596340108956902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2008/04/maybe-its-best-for-us-to-remain-like.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-1561111936022744521</id><published>2008-03-31T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T01:05:38.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm giving up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R_CcGRvTnUI/AAAAAAAAAGE/aSy709bJjsU/s1600-h/07-08-04_20-341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183814802758409538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R_CcGRvTnUI/AAAAAAAAAGE/aSy709bJjsU/s320/07-08-04_20-341.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm gonna do whatever it takes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; to make you smile like this again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, everyone online is like talking about jealousy to me.&lt;br /&gt;Like what did I do wrong, to have like about 5 people telling me they're jealous about this and that. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Like I don't feel a sense of jealousy right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel it every minute and right now, I don't know who to believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Is the old you that horrible and so what if you have changed? I still &lt;strong&gt;can't have you&lt;/strong&gt; cause &lt;strong&gt;your heart belongs to someone else's.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I went to &lt;em&gt;blog hop to random people&lt;/em&gt;. and everyone's post was&lt;strong&gt; about the same.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, everyone was dreading to go to school cause its a Monday.&lt;br /&gt;It's quite amusing la, but yeah, I wasn't dreading cause it was Sports Day today.&lt;br /&gt;At least it is so much better than like studying and ART! Hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;But I would be dreading right now. Cause I haven't finish my work and tomorrow there's school and training! Gah.&lt;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;Yup.&lt;br /&gt;Japanese Friends came and it was a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;No doubt, that he's still cute and he's still the same person ever since we met when we were young :3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, we all took a few pictures and spend the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;whole of Sunday together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really fun and entertaining. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause I saw some parts of Singapore I never been before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA, but he was really sweet and nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I think I spoke to him more than my parents yesterday. We just kept talking and talking, about Japan, songs, mp3 and like everything, &lt;strong&gt;even the smallest things!&lt;/strong&gt; :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I liked the part where we walked together near the beach and everything&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Hahah, we were talking about rollar skating and cycling.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, I told him I couldn't cycle but yeah, he wasn't surprised :/&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, dinner was great and &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I seriously fell in love with him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, we're gonna meet again. They're actually going home tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Damn fast right, but seriously come to think of it, why do you need one full week to tour around Singapore? Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna spend a lot of time tomorrow with them and yeah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm gonna cry, most probably.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-1561111936022744521?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/1561111936022744521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/1561111936022744521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-giving-up.html' title='I&apos;m giving up'/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R_CcGRvTnUI/AAAAAAAAAGE/aSy709bJjsU/s72-c/07-08-04_20-341.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-6971837718397434751</id><published>2008-03-29T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T01:05:38.322-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R-3YVhvTnTI/AAAAAAAAAF8/vAR5yGGVgwg/s1600-h/395763592l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183036610518949170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R-3YVhvTnTI/AAAAAAAAAF8/vAR5yGGVgwg/s320/395763592l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;boy, it was so fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as if it just happened yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;whee.&lt;br /&gt;I just realised that I haven't been blogging since Tuesday. Gee, I was so busy like really busy la.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, Wednesday, I had Chinese and Math Tuition. Gaaa, it wasn't as bad as I expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I managed my Wednesday well (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Wait, except for the part when I was cooking my dinner! HAHAHAA, needed to save money so cooked. I boiled water and then put the spagetti inside right? Then the top of the spagetti which wasn't submerged in the water suddenly caught fire, like &lt;strong&gt;literally caught fire&lt;/strong&gt; and it was burn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So I didn't know what to do but to just &lt;strong&gt;blowwww&lt;/strong&gt; the fire away! Hahahaah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And obviously, I re-cooked. Hahahaaha. Man, you should see how I handled the problems. I think I am damn clumsy la. Hahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I called Phua cause she took F&amp;amp;N but she didn't even help la. She and Drew were happily laughing. Hahaha! Ohyeah, we were conferencing :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, Shanna and Cheryl came to my house and we called Macs and did Accounts.&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl left quite early then left Shanna. Hahaha, &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she ate for like 45mins&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; cause she just had her braces on and yeah, pain-ness. ):&lt;br /&gt;But, we had fun la, she kept playing my DS, but she kept losing. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Then, I was suppose to go for Dance but I &lt;em&gt;didn't have my shoes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother didn't bring it back from her office last time, so I didn't go. And, I went to Drew's house after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Hahaha, I still like the automatic door in drew's house la, I don't mind pressing it for people to come in and out. Its so fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Omg, I'm so siao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, yeah, then we went to AMK Hub to meet his two friends/three friends and yeah.&lt;br /&gt;They ate at Macs again&lt;em&gt; ( The horrible place&lt;/em&gt; ) and yeah stayed there for awhile. The guys ate only, I just heeeeee :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that night, after Macs, went to find Cheryl's specs and yeah, I wanted to go home cause I needed to be home.&lt;br /&gt;So, all in all, that night, all I ate was like&lt;em&gt; 2 breads! :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, I went to eat lunch with Phua. I wasn't suppose to eat cause I was suppose to be saving money but I didn't know why, I just ate with her cause we're like so lonely and everything. AH. She left early la and I was all like alone. It was so scary la! Hahaha, I don't like to be alone in J8!?! Hahaha, there's no doubt that there's really something wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, we went to Orchard and yeah, she met her mum and I went to work around Wheelock &lt;strong&gt;ALONE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh, so depressing and lonely la. But whatever la.&lt;br /&gt;I went to JAP class and we ate nice little &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Harrods Chocolates&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that one of our ex-classmates brought for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There goes the increase of fats in my body! )):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For dinner, I felt horrible again. Cause I went to spend money. Hahaa, it wasn't a proper dinner laa, I brough Cup Noodles cause its like 1.50 only right? I bought it from NTUC somemore cause 7-11 is so expensive. Like maybe 20cents more but still, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;sometimes 20cents is really important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Although its not enough to save a person's life or buy a person's heart but still....right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, I'm becoming damn thrifty la.&lt;br /&gt;So all in all, I spend almost 10bucks on Friday which really made me sad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I woke up early. Suppose to meet Phua.&lt;br /&gt;I went to the bus stop near my house and I saw Jacob&lt;333 color="#9999ff"&gt;But yeah, we're friends unlike SH, I don't even know what to&lt;strong&gt; label ourselves.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, we parted and I met Phua (SHE WAS LATE AGAIN) and she bought me breakfast! :D&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, took MRT to Dover and after experiment, went to J8 for lunch at Thai Express!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl, Shanna and Celine so called "treated" me cause of what ah?&lt;br /&gt;"Birthday Lunch"! No la, cause I didn't want to spend money and Shanna didn't want to eat Fast-Food so yeah la, treat me (:&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaah, but really, thanks guys! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I walked home by myself again la! &gt;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, later got dance class, hope my teacher doesnt scold me cause yeah, I've been slacking and my exam is like soon, 15/04.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Gah, I wanna go and bathe and choose my clothes for tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Jap Boyfriend coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Like finally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Its been too long!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;But my heart is still for that new distraction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-6971837718397434751?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/6971837718397434751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/6971837718397434751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2008/03/boy-it-was-so-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R-3YVhvTnTI/AAAAAAAAAF8/vAR5yGGVgwg/s72-c/395763592l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-6006884128642647110</id><published>2008-03-26T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T01:05:38.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Just  for today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R-n_ABvTnSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UgT62jSzGR0/s1600-h/,.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181953222198402338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R-n_ABvTnSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UgT62jSzGR0/s400/,.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gah, I'm so lazy to blog but I have nothing else to do besides studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Yesterday was a &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;HAPPY HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, except during tuition. heh, it becamse so &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;depressing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, cause we were all talking about N and Os.&lt;br /&gt;urgh, like damn stress la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today was seriously damn slack, like really la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;HHF &lt;/span&gt;was okay la, happily running then&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt; CME&lt;/span&gt; was nothing, just decorate the class board :D&lt;br /&gt;Then, was &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Chinese &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Bio&lt;/span&gt; which was boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt; did two things only and its all MCQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Biology&lt;/span&gt; just watch some video about sexual reproduction. (interesting topic!)&lt;br /&gt;Then &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;SS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, it was boring like anything, I feel so sloppy and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna hate tomorrow also.&lt;br /&gt;See that &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;stupid girl,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; urgh, she just spoils my mood.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, have to go study already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And, today &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm proud &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;announce that &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have a &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;new &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;distraction &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;...make me smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-6006884128642647110?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/6006884128642647110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/6006884128642647110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2008/03/just-for-today.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R-n_ABvTnSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UgT62jSzGR0/s72-c/,.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-8842626735000431193</id><published>2008-03-24T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T02:45:18.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I always knew that it will never work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But you'll never know how I felt towards you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wheeee.&lt;br /&gt;Today I woke up&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; exceptionally&lt;/span&gt; early to make my own breakfast (:&lt;br /&gt;I'm super proud of myself and and I feel like a happy kid today :D &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, only for the first few part of school ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My pinafore &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wasn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;that short and my belt was &lt;strong&gt;super high&lt;/strong&gt;, my hair was &lt;strong&gt;neatly tied&lt;/strong&gt;, my socks wasn't that low, I think.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, but I was like a kid luh, I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Gosh, deprived Childhood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But like after the extra History lesson, my mood totally&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was because that I was going to &lt;em&gt;_________________________________ .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that could be the only reason.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm trying to make myself happy because my "&lt;em&gt;future boyfriend&lt;/em&gt;" from Japan coming to Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, yes, my "&lt;em&gt;Future Boyfriend&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait but I'm just hoping things won't turn up badly when we meet! :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back home after Library "Studying".&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;I hate to walk back home, seriously, but I wanted to, cause I had to wait for the bus for superrrr long.&lt;br /&gt;heeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah the walk back home wasn't nice at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going for tuition later.&lt;br /&gt;Aiyohh, got Accounts test tomorrow, I'm soo shit la.&lt;br /&gt;Better go study now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-8842626735000431193?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/8842626735000431193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/8842626735000431193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-always-knew-that-it-will-never-work.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-8210975043413509183</id><published>2008-03-22T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T23:49:07.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Today, I met Phua go all the way to Dover for some Bio thing at Singapore Poly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;It kinda finished early so Cheryl's parents came to pick all of us to Braddel MACS. Hahaha, the van was too small to fit 5 people, but we kinda managed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;So we ate breakfast and thank god I didn't see him la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Hahaha, then yeah, went to J8 with Shanna and Phua to get Cheryl's belated birthday present.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Then followed Phua to library then yeah, went home to bathe and I'm going out soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993300;"&gt;I'm sorry if you don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993300;"&gt;But I've been liking you ever since.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-8210975043413509183?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/8210975043413509183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/8210975043413509183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2008/03/today-i-met-phua-go-all-way-to-dover.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-4738380757346567288</id><published>2008-03-21T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T01:05:38.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R-MovxvTnRI/AAAAAAAAAFs/QIkYtOgvc2w/s1600-h/bobula-leather-stones.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180028797676920082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R-MovxvTnRI/AAAAAAAAAFs/QIkYtOgvc2w/s400/bobula-leather-stones.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;holiday again, i'm &lt;s&gt;happy&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;gah, i don't feel like blogging la, i want to go and study.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there are just too many distractions that you're giving me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;expected, i can't be like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-4738380757346567288?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/4738380757346567288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/4738380757346567288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2008/03/holiday-again-im-happy-gah-i-dont-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R-MovxvTnRI/AAAAAAAAAFs/QIkYtOgvc2w/s72-c/bobula-leather-stones.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-1900761643930438381</id><published>2008-03-19T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T03:35:35.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;IT'S YOUR FAULT THAT I'M IN THIS SITUATION NOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-1900761643930438381?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/1900761643930438381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/1900761643930438381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-your-fault-that-im-in-this.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-6648840283328675471</id><published>2008-03-17T17:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T01:05:38.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R94zcn4y_gI/AAAAAAAAAFk/fsGOLzgRGJE/s1600-h/untitled4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178633188359208450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="374" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R94zcn4y_gI/AAAAAAAAAFk/fsGOLzgRGJE/s400/untitled4.bmp" width="305" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today is the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;first day of Term2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; which sucked already la :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wasn't so welcoming.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, first we had SS, which was super boring.&lt;br /&gt;Oh! That was the start when &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Charlotte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; was being annoying. Just the first period, she was irritating the hell out of me although she was just 2 seats aways from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GARH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had Maths, which made my eyes wanna close. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;But, I passed my Test (: which kinda made me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, was Physics and English.&lt;br /&gt;Heeeeee. Super boring and sleepy. But not the part when &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Charlotte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; started babbling about the Tanglin Sec Boys. Like wtf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Charlotte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;likes&lt;/s&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LOVES&lt;/span&gt; Tanglin people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Okay, maybe I never see them.&lt;br /&gt;But but, why must she be so crazy?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;URGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day was &lt;em&gt;normal&lt;/em&gt; la. Art and Bio.&lt;br /&gt;Waaaa, freaking boring.&lt;br /&gt;But But But, &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Charlotte&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;kept talking non-stop until the end of day. Talk and Talk like she think she damn &lt;s&gt;zhai&lt;/s&gt; like that, think everyone is so damn enthu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Like fuck off la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ahaha, I don't know whats wrong with me la, but she was really getting on my nerves already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After school, ate lunch with Cheryl and Shanna.&lt;br /&gt;Then Shanna left, Cheryl left and I was stuck with PearlynPhua/Lau, Stella and Gaysi :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Stayed there for a while then I went home :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hah, I'm such a &lt;u&gt;good girl&lt;/u&gt; today, yes?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yeah, thats basically it, no tuition tonight cause my teacher's mother is sick and yeah, YAYYYYY! ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;JANE SHALL BE STRONGGGGGGGG!!!!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;わたし どう なの ひと ですか?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-6648840283328675471?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/6648840283328675471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/6648840283328675471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2008/03/today-is-first-day-of-term2-which.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R94zcn4y_gI/AAAAAAAAAFk/fsGOLzgRGJE/s72-c/untitled4.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-7033341051761360207</id><published>2008-03-15T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T01:05:38.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R9u0vn4y_fI/AAAAAAAAAFc/TtwSDRuxVbg/s1600-h/453242113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177930926846574066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="140" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R9u0vn4y_fI/AAAAAAAAAFc/TtwSDRuxVbg/s400/453242113.jpg" width="188" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;いま まで&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;あリ がとう&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-7033341051761360207?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/7033341051761360207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/7033341051761360207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R9u0vn4y_fI/AAAAAAAAAFc/TtwSDRuxVbg/s72-c/453242113.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-4268507342321174286</id><published>2008-03-15T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T01:05:39.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;KOIZORA- &lt;em&gt;SKY OF LOVE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177847166394367458" style="DISPLAY: block; 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I'm loving that movie a lot. Okay, it was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;seriously touching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; but when I read the book, it was worst, I needed to get a box of tissue paper. I cried like shit last night and am glad that I did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha, but seriously, its a very nice and touching show, I'm so in love with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank god, I bought her Cd. If not, I would be craving for it right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, yeah, yesterday I had like 2tuitions, seriously I nearly died.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to Orchard for Jap. Had a new student today, She's &lt;em&gt;30 &lt;/em&gt;but she looks she's &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;18.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHAHAHA, she's damn funny also. But still, she's nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really damn sian today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Both of my parents are like &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;goneeeeeeeee!&lt;/span&gt; HAAHAHA, I don't know what time they're coming home and I'm bored like &lt;s&gt;shit&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah, I really don't have the mood too, have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; holiday homework to finish up on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;URGH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later, got dance class, stupid isabella not coming. &lt;em&gt;Pianist&lt;/em&gt; coming too. Urgh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So irritating!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha, I don't know whats wrong with me mannnn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;歩きつかれて 座り込んで 途方にくれて&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;叶わない夢 “運命”とか ふたりなら言えた&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;改札口で&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; 言えなかった&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; 言いたかった&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;“ありがとう”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;って言葉は多分&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;“さよなら”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;よりも悲しい言葉に思うの&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;涙さえ落ちなかった.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-4268507342321174286?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/4268507342321174286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/4268507342321174286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2008/03/koizora-sky-of-love-omg.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R9tokH4y_eI/AAAAAAAAAFU/rBsVCZbT-RA/s72-c/mages.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-2301822680969629759</id><published>2008-03-12T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T01:05:39.662-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R9i_yn4y_ZI/AAAAAAAAAEs/fMIHjLY9LxY/s1600-h/1_377787627l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177098648083955090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R9i_yn4y_ZI/AAAAAAAAAEs/fMIHjLY9LxY/s320/1_377787627l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R9i7zH4y_XI/AAAAAAAAAEc/w5ps-ZDYIN8/s1600-h/DSC00110.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;imiss fashionshow.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, I hate &lt;s&gt;this.&lt;/s&gt; For not blogging for so many days, and at the same time, how I want to say a lot of things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so last &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, after tuition, I went to&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Phs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;carnival&lt;/em&gt; to meet&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt; Fio &amp;amp; Alicia&lt;/span&gt; first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;omg, how I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;miss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;three of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; hanging out together when we were young. I swear we need more outings after exams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ilove youguys.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;3333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soyeah, I went to meet &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Samson and Andrew&lt;/span&gt; in their room? Hahaha, yeah, it was cool la but the gigs were kinda horrible. HAHAHA! But nevermind, &lt;strong&gt;I go there for my friends&lt;/strong&gt; (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, I met&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; Melissa&lt;/span&gt; so we went to walk around a bit and met&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; Alicia and Fiona&lt;/span&gt; again to go inside the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Haunted House.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha, the&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Haunted House was Hilarious!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Hilarious Haunted House!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;:DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't want to go into such details la, been repeating for don't know how many times, but yeah, it was funny (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Fiona &lt;/span&gt;left, &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Alicia&lt;/span&gt; went to her stall and &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Mel&lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp; I went back to the room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I met &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;REGINA &lt;/span&gt;:DDDD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I didn't know &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Jiacai&lt;/span&gt; could play the guitar!? and since when was he in a band? Hahaha, he didn't recognise me la ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Worst still, stupid &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Nicholas&lt;/span&gt; daoed me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kns.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;soyeah, we left around 5 plus plus then had a wonderful dinner with my dad and me :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;That was how my Saturday ended!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, lets skip Sunday and Monday.&lt;/div&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Tuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I woke up early and went to the &lt;em&gt;Japanese Association&lt;/em&gt; and studied and studied and maybe slept for awhile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I waited for&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt; Jiayi&lt;/span&gt; to come then we talked and ate and played and yeah :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She left, I stayed to study again then I took a bus to Orchard. Shopped around, ate dinner then while on the way back, I saw &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Melissa&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;PearlynLeong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;that was how my Tuesday ended!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, which was &lt;em&gt;yesterday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I used the computer for awhile then I had to do my tuition work and yeah, was nothing much la, besides doing my stupid long &lt;s&gt;Maths Holiday Homework.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;kns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, I met my mother again to watch the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;RULE#1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was okay la, not perfect and not so bad for an asian movie. Yeah, went home :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;that was how my Wednesday ended!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I woke up super earlyyyyyyyyyyy for &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CHINESE ORAL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which totally sucked like hell. I was supposed to talk about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;pollution and saving the Earth and everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; but I couldn't! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Like how to say ozone layer in Chinese!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I also wanted to say you dont the &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;spray cans and all spoil the ozone layer?&lt;/span&gt; I said, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;"na ge pen shui de"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;soyeah(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ate lunch just now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gonna practise my dance and out with Cousin and aunt laterrrrrrrr!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh, and if you're &lt;em&gt;wondering,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still haven't finished that 100 questions on Maths :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-2301822680969629759?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/2301822680969629759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/2301822680969629759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2008/03/imiss-fashionshow.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R9i_yn4y_ZI/AAAAAAAAAEs/fMIHjLY9LxY/s72-c/1_377787627l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-974923280072422832</id><published>2008-03-08T13:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T01:05:39.804-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R9IVq34y_WI/AAAAAAAAAEU/l54_whJOIyw/s1600-h/Copy+of+07-08-14_14-25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175222748102983010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R9IVq34y_WI/AAAAAAAAAEU/l54_whJOIyw/s320/Copy+of+07-08-14_14-25.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; ilove pearlynphuapuayli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dang,&lt;/em&gt; have been so busy these few days and thank god, for the March Holidays although its only for a week but yeah, I seriously need a freaking break--even though is shortt :]&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday and Thursday sucked big time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had Class-Comm Training which is a total waste of time la.&lt;br /&gt;Shanna and me kept playing and I kept talking to Mandy and Grace.&lt;br /&gt;Was damn boring la, lasted about 4hours on Thursday!?!?&lt;br /&gt;Siao ah, they want to teach me to be a good leader and a good listener.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Like WTF.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah, yeah, so I just finished my tuition.&lt;br /&gt;My calculator spoil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;CHERYL LIM.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;THIS MORNING WHEN IN HAD MY MATHS TUITION, THE CACULATOR YOU LEND ME WENT DEAD ON ME.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;SO IN THE END, I HAD TO USE MY HANDPHONE FOR THE SOLUTIONS.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HAHAHA, SORRY, I RETURN YOU LIKE NEXT WEEK&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I am gonna ask my dad to buy me a new calculator, like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;I need it la, so many Maths Homework to do ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm gonna skip lunch and bathe and then go for Phs Carnival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GARH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-974923280072422832?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/974923280072422832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/974923280072422832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2008/03/ilove-pearlynphuapuayli-hello-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R9IVq34y_WI/AAAAAAAAAEU/l54_whJOIyw/s72-c/Copy+of+07-08-14_14-25.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-1839195877562753445</id><published>2008-03-05T17:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T01:05:39.957-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R85lSAr0b-I/AAAAAAAAAEM/MkA4CP394H8/s1600-h/Copy+of+07-05-17_14-29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174184381991120866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R85lSAr0b-I/AAAAAAAAAEM/MkA4CP394H8/s320/Copy+of+07-05-17_14-29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ooooo, with my braces on last last year? :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;omgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomg :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just told him &lt;s&gt;off&lt;/s&gt; yesterday when me and Jiayi was at the Japanese Club.&lt;br /&gt;and he didn't say anything la, he was like okay and all and he didnt contact me or anything.&lt;br /&gt;Like, can you believe it? He didn't even beg me for whatsoever but yeah, I'm really really happy that I finally &lt;em&gt;got him off my back.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no one is suppose to tell melissa this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She's got too much to &lt;u&gt;handle&lt;/u&gt; :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, yeah, thats not the point.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, school was fine--quite slack today la, kept laughing with Shanna-na-na :)&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha, we kept inventing stupid and yet funny games to pass some time during class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I wasn't suppose to go down for recess cause of saving money but I decided to come down cause Shanna-na-na was all alone cause Cheryl isn't here.&lt;br /&gt;So, in a way, I didn't want her to eat alone la.&lt;br /&gt;Then I wanted ro skip lunch too, but Fatin decided to have Class Comm Lunch, so no choice.&lt;br /&gt;Had to spend and I kinda save a few cents today only ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;gahhhh, I so &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;sad&lt;/span&gt; already.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, later I'm gonna have Physics Tuition, this time without Melissa.&lt;br /&gt;the worst thing is, my &lt;s&gt;stupid aunt is coming.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Like damn it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, I wanna go and smell nice now.&lt;br /&gt;I need a hair cut, like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-1839195877562753445?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/1839195877562753445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/1839195877562753445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2008/03/ooooo-with-my-braces-on-last-last-year.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R85lSAr0b-I/AAAAAAAAAEM/MkA4CP394H8/s72-c/Copy+of+07-05-17_14-29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-1279817982713089415</id><published>2008-03-03T18:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T02:24:07.688-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I met him today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It &lt;s&gt;sucked&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That's all I can say.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-1279817982713089415?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/1279817982713089415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/1279817982713089415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-met-him-today.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-2977592926135182110</id><published>2008-03-01T13:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T01:05:40.261-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello Hello :)&lt;br /&gt;Its been a while. Actually, I did have the time to blog but I just didn't know what to say cause I don't know what exactly I am feeling.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, recently, I have a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;sudden mixture of feelings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. In which, I have no idea which is the right one.&lt;br /&gt;He is nice, friendly and fun to be with.&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (andyes, its about a guy.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I don't know. I really don't know if I like or love him at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Infatuation?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                            &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  I don't know, could be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, I need like some feeling teller to tell me what exactly am I feeling.&lt;br /&gt;HAH, I feel damn useless and silly.&lt;br /&gt;I told him that I don't want to be in a r/s and blah blah blah, but he said that he would still wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GARH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,lets change topic.&lt;br /&gt;School Holiday is nearing and that means catching up with Studies. Hahaha, I haven't been studying properly at all la. Must study study!&lt;br /&gt;I still don't know if there is a BBQ with Celine vera and all.&lt;br /&gt;No one tell me, how to make me own plans~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R8jojSa6d1I/AAAAAAAAAD0/hi-pUXy9w5A/s1600-h/DSC01047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172639864972801874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R8jojSa6d1I/AAAAAAAAAD0/hi-pUXy9w5A/s320/DSC01047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My Bestfriend with our new fashion style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172640006706722658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R8joria6d2I/AAAAAAAAAD8/DJA-ORRmdKM/s320/DSC01048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm loving her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, no one wants to follow me go to Phs carnival ):&lt;br /&gt;Darn it, but still, I'm going, or should I put it this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I HAVE TO GO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahah (:&lt;br /&gt;Shall end here for now. Its raining and I'm so colddddd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-2977592926135182110?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/2977592926135182110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/2977592926135182110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2008/03/hello-hello-its-been-while.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R8jojSa6d1I/AAAAAAAAAD0/hi-pUXy9w5A/s72-c/DSC01047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-6949792318648400670</id><published>2008-02-20T18:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T02:20:27.148-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SOMETHING IS GOING ON IN MY LIFE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;AND I AM NOT TELLING ANYONE WHAT HAPPENS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;CAUSE THEY'LL KNOW IT SOONER OR LATER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;OMG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;THIS SO CANNOT BE HAPPENING.&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/11309217-6949792318648400670?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/6949792318648400670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/6949792318648400670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2008/02/something-is-going-on-in-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-623644619302604424</id><published>2008-02-14T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T00:22:05.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's day Sucks</title><content type='html'>Happy Valentine's Day to all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andyes, I'm back from Japan and Fashion show is coming and I'm super busy.&lt;br /&gt;That was why I haven't been Invading or replying any messages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm gonna hate every year's Valentine's day.&lt;br /&gt;Cause it was the day when _______________________ .&lt;br /&gt;I was so happy and thought that it would last until today.&lt;br /&gt;But it sucks la):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gaaaaa, i wanna cry already.&lt;br /&gt;hahahha. whatever, I got and get some sleep then go for my ballet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeyou.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-623644619302604424?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/623644619302604424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/623644619302604424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2008/02/valentines-day-sucks.html' title='Valentine&apos;s day Sucks'/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-7461245491060679719</id><published>2008-02-04T16:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T01:05:40.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overseas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R6bHDmBJeyI/AAAAAAAAADs/l28raNKUpQ8/s1600-h/1_505518825l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163032887385750306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R6bHDmBJeyI/AAAAAAAAADs/l28raNKUpQ8/s320/1_505518825l.jpg" 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;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hey all darlings.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know I still can use the computer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so yeah, I'm leaving tonight around midnight ;(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know you guys will miss me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahha, today school was quite slack la, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;didn't really pay attention at all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was as usual la, had ting xie :)&lt;br /&gt;then got &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Art&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, mygod, Zaili scolded the shit out of me, but I don't care la. She still dare to throw my art piece. &lt;em&gt;blehhhh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that was &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maths&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, quite slack also, Khoo didn't come for like almost half of the lesson (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;History&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, needless to say, its always FUNNNNNNNN :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;Then came &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;English&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, gaaaaaaa, so boring, I don't know what she was talking about.&lt;br /&gt;but anyhow, it was fun la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;ANYONE WANNA BUY FASHION SHOW TICKETS FOR $17??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, I bet no one wanna buy from me right ? [:&lt;br /&gt;Whatever la, just gimme the monehhh :=) hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soyeah, thats about it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna pack all my stuffs and clean my room and sleep and slack and tuition.&lt;br /&gt;Like wth right?&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha, then yeah,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; flyyyyyyyy awayyyyyyyyyyy :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WILL MISS 4/10 !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;...and of course the rest (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-7461245491060679719?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/7461245491060679719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/7461245491060679719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2008/02/overseas.html' title='Overseas.'/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R6bHDmBJeyI/AAAAAAAAADs/l28raNKUpQ8/s72-c/1_505518825l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-2113556977833868156</id><published>2008-02-01T21:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T21:11:07.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;HEY ALL DARLINGS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'M LEAVING VERY SOON AND AFRAID MIGHT NOT BE ABLE TO USE THE COMPUTER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'LL MISS YALL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'LL BE BACK BEFORE YOU GUYS KNOW IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;DON'T MISS ME TOO MUCH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-2113556977833868156?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/2113556977833868156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/2113556977833868156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2008/02/hey-all-darlings.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-5083128809337162258</id><published>2008-01-22T18:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T02:12:54.775-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyho:)&lt;br /&gt;Today was super tiring!&lt;br /&gt;But school was okay la, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I was really &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hyper&lt;/span&gt; today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole of Maths class just kept jumping around and laughing and yeah making noises (:&lt;br /&gt;yeah, anyway, that's not the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I got Chinese test tomorrow , and Maths test on Thursday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;s&gt;shite&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damnit, really really wanna do well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soyeah, after school, &lt;s&gt;stupid&lt;/s&gt; Joshua called me.&lt;br /&gt;yes, &lt;strong&gt;THAT &lt;/strong&gt;Joshua.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't really him la, it was his friend. His friend called me and talked to me then later passed the phone back to Joshua.&lt;br /&gt;Irritating much?&lt;br /&gt;and he is talking to me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;He thinks I can be his girlfriend just because I am Jovan's girlfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Walao, he think I can let anyone be my boyfriend ah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, ask him go die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I helped Mangai with CNY deco.&lt;br /&gt;say, JANE ROCKS :)&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, cca sucked today.&lt;br /&gt;so hot la.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I wanna go smell nice (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the only thing that i will never disclose is you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-5083128809337162258?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/5083128809337162258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/5083128809337162258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2008/01/heyho-today-was-super-tiring-but-school.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-735161697254082923</id><published>2008-01-20T16:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T00:14:52.312-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO AGAIN :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, yesterday had CCA orientation then camp meeting then general meeting then model practise.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't go for my dance class la, just didn't feel like it. Plus, the teacher is not here, a relief-teacher is taking over, and she's pretty crazy not to mention my current teacher is too.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, yesterday was a super tiring day for me.&lt;br /&gt;hoho. I did a very good thing yesterday night!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I DID MY HOMEWORK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;not that I haven't been doing, its just that I was simply hardworking last night and I am very proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. there isn't much to blog about except that &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have to learn chinese ting xie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its that the correct han yu pin yin?&lt;br /&gt;omg, my chinese sucks, but whatever :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so fast, sunday is like gonna end soon, i feel &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a lack of love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg?! something wrong with me I think, but yeah, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a lack of love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. i'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to turn my head to the right cause my whole stack of homework is there!&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyeah! today's tennis was fun, we played games and matched and i won :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;waiting for dinner although its still 4.15pm(:&lt;br /&gt;heeee, I better look for someone to print my art stuffs or else I'm so screwed.&lt;br /&gt;My art is screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, I shall go look for my art stuffs now :)&lt;br /&gt;then my homework then ting xie(?).&lt;br /&gt;heeeeee....bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i just don't know what to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;cause i don't know what you're thinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-735161697254082923?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/735161697254082923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/735161697254082923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2008/01/hello-again-d-anyway-yesterday-had-cca.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-6308326723390373127</id><published>2008-01-18T15:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T23:03:13.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Heyho everyone :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm in a super hyper mood today, I am not sick anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yeah, today school was fun, had lots of laughs today.(:&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I got nothing to blog about right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I need to bathe, I think I stink right now, I wanna go and bathe and&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; smell nice&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh, tomorrow, I can't go for the CCA orientation(the earlier part), got Maths tuition! Be coming later, then got the camp meeting and then general meeting and then dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;woaaaah, I feel &lt;em&gt;busy :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahha, anyway, yeah, its like super hot now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhhh, I'm craving for bubble tea again. Nevermind, this Saturday got.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;Got lots of homework today, don't wanna talk about it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, next week is camp. Hope it'll turn out good and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and 4/5 is having their camp on my birthday! :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;means melissa and the rest can't celebrate with me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind, I celebrate with my &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lover :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, thats about all  la, nothing to blog already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;besides, I wanna smell nice NOW :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;really clueless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-6308326723390373127?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/6308326723390373127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/6308326723390373127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2008/01/heyho-everyone-im-in-super-hyper-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-8962545485992497095</id><published>2008-01-15T18:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T02:16:33.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;HEYYYYYYYYYYYY ):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm super &lt;s&gt;dumb.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know la, I just feel damn dumb and stupid today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been blogging for a loongggggggg time .&lt;br /&gt;Got nothing much to update except for a horrible week (although its still Tuesday.)&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, after school, went to J8 Lib to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;At first I didn't want to, but I was being nice to my friends (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, but my head was so pain already la, like cannot walk straight like that.&lt;br /&gt;I slept outside coffee bean until my handphone vibrated then saw samson.&lt;br /&gt;Woaaaahh, damn pain la, like I just wanna collapsed and die like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I did some work in the library la, not like last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Talk and talk and talk&lt;/em&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;Saw Nissa, Phua, Chia and Wee there too :)&lt;br /&gt;Then after that, I couldn't go home cause of the rain so I had to meet my mum for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Damn pain still la, I wanted to cry, I tell you :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;So yeah, went for stupid tuition, nothing went to my head.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today. Had lunch with Cheryl.&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt go for CCA. My head was super pain and I felt like vomitting the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SERIOUSLY MAN, I DON'T KNOW WHAT IS HAPPENING TO ME ?!?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, anyway, I couldn't go home after that, cause it was raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RAINING.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RAINING.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RAINING.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DRENCHED.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DRENCHED.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DRENCHED.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Therefore, I'm gonna get sick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-8962545485992497095?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/8962545485992497095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/8962545485992497095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2008/01/heyyyyyyyyyyyy-im-super-dumb.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-2533747656240818518</id><published>2007-12-30T16:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T01:05:40.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R3dd5_lHm3I/AAAAAAAAADk/VKXh86hu-90/s1600-h/07-04-27_16-03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149687949822499698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R3dd5_lHm3I/AAAAAAAAADk/VKXh86hu-90/s320/07-04-27_16-03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hoi hoi :)&lt;br /&gt;I don't really like today. Everyone is like worrying about the New Year and the homework is such a bother.&lt;br /&gt;I did very the very the very the little. But yeah, if get scolding, just get lorh.&lt;br /&gt;I mean I really really do not want to waste my time doing that. Besdies, I won't be able to finish whatever I'm doing now. It would be pointless.&lt;br /&gt;But whatever la.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not confident going to 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-2533747656240818518?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/2533747656240818518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/2533747656240818518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2007/12/hoi-hoi-i-dont-really-like-today.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R3dd5_lHm3I/AAAAAAAAADk/VKXh86hu-90/s72-c/07-04-27_16-03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-5644982659682026001</id><published>2007-12-29T14:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T01:05:41.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hoi hoi!&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that word, like cute? anyway, i just finished watching all my Japanese dramas(:&lt;br /&gt;Left the Korean ones, not planning to watch it la, sooo boring.&lt;br /&gt;So sorry Cheryl, I'll return it to you, next year! :D&lt;br /&gt;But, I love my Jap dramas. Thanks to my daddy! i can enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R3XqM_lHm2I/AAAAAAAAADc/WJKWCnCU_zs/s1600-h/07-04-15_13-451.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149279257914481506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R3XqM_lHm2I/AAAAAAAAADc/WJKWCnCU_zs/s320/07-04-15_13-451.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; he's the best father ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i mean it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About Mandy's blog.&lt;br /&gt;Like again, its just &lt;u&gt;fuck.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Anisa'a blog too.. about her saying how i didn't value our friendship and all.&lt;br /&gt;I can still be friends with you, I still can talk to you and blahhh but we can't go back like how we used to be ; so close.&lt;br /&gt;you know my secrets, i know yours.&lt;br /&gt;so, whats there to lose?&lt;br /&gt;plus, have you seen how much you've changed? you think i want "THIS" you?&lt;br /&gt;I want the other you. You've changed a lot--changed into a person like I've not known before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R3XqCflHm1I/AAAAAAAAADU/o0VIYGHcKjU/s1600-h/n819078078_370543_9967.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149279077525855058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R3XqCflHm1I/AAAAAAAAADU/o0VIYGHcKjU/s320/n819078078_370543_9967.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much for being friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R3Xp7PlHm0I/AAAAAAAAADM/FmxM2yCQlYs/s1600-h/z114944087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149278952971803458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R3Xp7PlHm0I/AAAAAAAAADM/FmxM2yCQlYs/s320/z114944087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyes, we were close. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i valued our friendship but now, just look at yourself in the mirror.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yayyyyy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i've blogged, going out now to meeeet cheryyyyyl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;:]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the year is coming to an end, i can't help but to cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;all the memories i had with him were just worthless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-5644982659682026001?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/5644982659682026001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/5644982659682026001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2007/12/hoi-hoi-isnt-that-word-like-cute-anyway.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R3XqM_lHm2I/AAAAAAAAADc/WJKWCnCU_zs/s72-c/07-04-15_13-451.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-6544464932556853666</id><published>2007-12-28T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T01:05:41.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love cousin's chalet.</title><content type='html'>Hoihoi! (:&lt;br /&gt;I love cousin's chalet a lot a lot. Although, stupid darren don't want to play, i still have little kids to play with.&lt;br /&gt;boy, it was so much fun espescially after bbq. hahaa, the food was _______ .&lt;br /&gt;okay la, at least better then other chalet ones.&lt;br /&gt;gosh, there were so many people there! &lt;em&gt;There were hardly any food left.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we all went up. One by one took shower while the rest of us played &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;"pillow fights".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha, they didn't take pictures of the other fights, i only have two of the fights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;hoihoi, i actually won!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; two only! LOL. and these are the two fights.&lt;br /&gt;the rest, i lost la, they all so big and muscular(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, yeah, chalet was fun. went to escape and wildwildwet(:&lt;br /&gt;then kim called me to tell me something.&lt;br /&gt;guess what? after i hung up, after like 10mins, darren brought his laptop!!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;i immediately snatched it away from him and acess it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;he thinks i'm a bimbo):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah, omg. theres only one word to describe what i saw.&lt;br /&gt;fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaa, i very tired to blog already. there are a few pictures here.&lt;br /&gt;enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna watch i.am.lengend with secretsociety people(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R3TN1vlHmzI/AAAAAAAAADE/aGgZ4NCSlOE/s1600-h/07-12-26_21-39.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148966597180234546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="308" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R3TN1vlHmzI/AAAAAAAAADE/aGgZ4NCSlOE/s320/07-12-26_21-39.jpg" width="220" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my cousin is gonna become like me(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R3TNq_lHmyI/AAAAAAAAAC8/cKJnnM_ODmg/s1600-h/07-12-26_21-48.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148966412496640802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R3TNq_lHmyI/AAAAAAAAAC8/cKJnnM_ODmg/s320/07-12-26_21-48.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; he's my sunshine(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R3TNZflHmxI/AAAAAAAAAC0/CxbZTr2byQM/s1600-h/07-12-26_21-4912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148966111848930066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R3TNZflHmxI/AAAAAAAAAC0/CxbZTr2byQM/s320/07-12-26_21-4912.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the stupid one in acsbarker(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R3TM6_lHmwI/AAAAAAAAACs/3bwI12bcJIU/s1600-h/07-12-26_21-42.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148965587862919938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R3TM6_lHmwI/AAAAAAAAACs/3bwI12bcJIU/s320/07-12-26_21-42.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i won this fight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hoihoi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R3TMxPlHmvI/AAAAAAAAACk/e5VkF6vgyak/s1600-h/07-12-26_21-44.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148965420359195378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R3TMxPlHmvI/AAAAAAAAACk/e5VkF6vgyak/s320/07-12-26_21-44.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i won this too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hoihoi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R3TMpvlHmuI/AAAAAAAAACc/gHdzVyIsBTQ/s1600-h/07-12-26_21-311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148965291510176482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R3TMpvlHmuI/AAAAAAAAACc/gHdzVyIsBTQ/s320/07-12-26_21-311.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; candid, stupid guy.&lt;br /&gt;he ate my fish! &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R3TMdflHmtI/AAAAAAAAACU/FHe_AvnnrvU/s1600-h/07-12-26_21-49.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148965081056778962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R3TMdflHmtI/AAAAAAAAACU/FHe_AvnnrvU/s320/07-12-26_21-49.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i loveyou.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when you grow up, lets go shopping!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he's one gay littlecousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and thats all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;as what i said from my previous post, suanhin is gone in the dustbin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;rejoice with me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-6544464932556853666?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/6544464932556853666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/6544464932556853666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-love-cousins-chalet.html' title='i love cousin&apos;s chalet.'/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R3TN1vlHmzI/AAAAAAAAADE/aGgZ4NCSlOE/s72-c/07-12-26_21-39.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-8600413227356047651</id><published>2007-12-21T14:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T22:21:33.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Things did happen for a reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I met you unexpectedly not knowing what to do but just to smile and wave back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'll wait until &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Christmas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;After &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Christmas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I hope you will not exist in my mind anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I've been trying and this will be the last time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;After &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Christmas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and you'll be gone--away from me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;perpetuate, our love;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-8600413227356047651?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/8600413227356047651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/8600413227356047651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2007/12/things-did-happen-for-reason.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-8558673359604693551</id><published>2007-12-19T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T02:30:58.099-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;WHY IS IT STILL SO HARD TO FORGET?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I FEEL SO WEAK.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-8558673359604693551?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/8558673359604693551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/8558673359604693551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2007/12/why-is-it-still-so-hard-to-forget-i.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-7098096894393605692</id><published>2007-12-16T17:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T01:40:22.191-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The SWAY-est day of my life.</title><content type='html'>So, hello again [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hate this weeeeeeek so much:/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Its like so damn bad-luck can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andandand, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I was totally depressed! Really depressed, until cannot depressed already. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Ohmygod, my English.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I was freaking depressed.&lt;br /&gt;Then Jacq called, said wanna go to Melissa's house then in the end, she couldn't make it, so yeah la, back to depression mood like until at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Orchard after that, to meet cousins. Went to see if the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Polo shirt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; fits him. So, it did la, then went to look for his younger brothers in Paragon.&lt;br /&gt;Met our parents in Forum. Shopped at another Polo shop and &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all of us got shirts&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;That was the only happy thing for me, that day.&lt;br /&gt;Although, mummy &lt;s&gt;didn't buy&lt;/s&gt; that F22, $420 dress, ahha, I'm still happy, got my shirt (:&lt;br /&gt;So, after that, it was like super late, so wanted to go eat dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We &lt;u&gt;walked all the way back&lt;/u&gt; to Isetan to eat the Japanese food, I ate my favourite, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ramen.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not just any ramen my &lt;em&gt;friend&lt;/em&gt;, its &lt;u&gt;SHOYU RAMEN.&lt;/u&gt; (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my cousin had to go and meet his friends. Wanted to go with him but mummy didn't allow so yeahla, got stuck with the younger ones:/ Damn irritating.&lt;br /&gt;Walked around and finally went home.&lt;br /&gt;Mummy promised to buy shoes for me but she didn't. So, that got me &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;more depressed and sad.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home, like shit. House so quiet like damn empty like that la!&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah. I only child ): Damn, fucked man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday came.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought it was gonna be a fab day. Went to school for meeting and walking :D&lt;br /&gt;Until Melissa reminded me, got tuition... Walao, my plan disappeared, I wanted to meet cousin go shopping!&lt;br /&gt;So, fine, forget it. Then I knew I was gonna get scolding from my ballet teacher cause I've &lt;em&gt;forgotten&lt;/em&gt; my steps and I didn't really study it:/&lt;br /&gt;Then, after lunch with group, I cabbed home with Fiona. Cheryl came to my house after that.&lt;br /&gt;After that, I left my house slightly late cause I was talking to Cheryl for damn long, plus the bus to J8 was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;damn longgggggggg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait until, the rain started pouring :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;RAIN UNTIL NOT ENOUGH RAINDROPS FOR THEM TO POUR!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So I reached J8 at 4 when my ballet started at 4! What the hell la.&lt;br /&gt;Like damn late already.&lt;br /&gt;I reached City Hall at 4:20. It was raining like mad. The worst thing was, I didn't bring my umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I had to run! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;RUNNNNNNNNNNN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; under the rain!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I had to run and there were only 2shelters:/&lt;em&gt; (Those were bus stops)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, by the time, I reached there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was practically &lt;u&gt;drenched and soaked.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends gave me clothes to change and yeah la, reached there, left 20mins to dance ):&lt;br /&gt;My teacher didn't scold me la, but she was like &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Why didn't you learn? You better do somethigng about it!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeahla, then went to change to my soaked clothes:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PURELY GROSS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to go to melissa's house somemore, but I couldn't. I needed to go back home to change, I don't care how late I will be, I can't just go to people's house when I'm drenched with rain water! &gt;(&lt;br /&gt;So, I reached Bishan at 5:40. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Tuition started at 6 by the way.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited for the bus but it didn't come after 5mins.&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;I couldn't ta-han&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I cabbed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;I know I know, scold me la okay!?!?!?!?!?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;My house so near, cabbed home, siao ah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Yeah la, but I was damn fucked up already, just fucking use the money and get dry !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I changed clothes and the worst part was I waited for the 54 bus for like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;20mins?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was still raining and walao, it was 6:20 already???&lt;br /&gt;So met Raymond and melissa there at the bus-stop.&lt;br /&gt;We walked to bac's house and started tuition at 6:30 :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My fault I know. Fucking sway right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Somemore I saw SH's msn nick.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It wasn't a nice sight, really.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cry with me, anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;That's why I feel like crying. Damn fucked, I swear :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;someone, save me;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-7098096894393605692?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/7098096894393605692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/7098096894393605692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2007/12/sway-est-day-of-my-life.html' title='The SWAY-est day of my life.'/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-3465419377107107580</id><published>2007-12-13T16:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T00:10:04.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hellohello :)&lt;br /&gt;today, I feel so random, like I don't know what to feel, happy? sad? or annoyed?&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, &lt;em&gt;whatever la okay.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I had tuition in the morning:/ &lt;/u&gt;Damnit.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went out to have lunch, nice and yummy lunch, I like that store a lot, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;TOM YUM SPECIAL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah, shite, I'm damn weird luh today.&lt;br /&gt;Then what did I do? I talked to &lt;em&gt;Jovan&lt;/em&gt; and yeah, that was basically it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm super bored now la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I feel like rebelling :/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, I've got ballet, then watching the compass movie.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to watch leeeeh, no choice mah. Mother wanna watch. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sheesh, she's like a kid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, another slacky dayyyyyyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, nothing else to say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I STILL WANT MY BUBBLISH TEA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-3465419377107107580?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/3465419377107107580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/3465419377107107580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2007/12/hellohello-today-i-feel-so-random-like.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-254249554831702795</id><published>2007-12-12T20:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T04:04:03.237-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;BRACES ARE OFF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;RETAINERS, NEXT WEEK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;RIGHT NOW,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;JANE CRAVES FOR PASSION FRIUT BUBBLE TEA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;anyone, wanna get me one?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-254249554831702795?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/254249554831702795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/254249554831702795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2007/12/braces-are-off.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-3963628711727886227</id><published>2007-12-11T10:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T18:13:43.127-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I woke up super early today. Why? Because of her la.&lt;br /&gt;But, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's tuition was fun la, can't wait for Melissa to come back. Then we'll have tuition again (:&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to bathe soon and heading to JAS again to have some alone time (:&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, gonna take off braces. Thursday, have dance class. We're gonna go through everything all over again.&lt;br /&gt;Like omg? I forgot the previous steps for Classical. I can't even do both of the dances.&lt;br /&gt;Damnit.&lt;br /&gt;Friday, doing my nails, like finally. Thats what I need:D&lt;br /&gt;Waaa, that means I won't have time to touch my computer until Sunday?????&lt;br /&gt;LOL, thats purely insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whatever, I wanna go bathe already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Until you bring back your devotion ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-3963628711727886227?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/3963628711727886227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/3963628711727886227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-woke-up-super-early-today.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-9148936282814215989</id><published>2007-12-10T18:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T02:50:31.195-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yowz.&lt;br /&gt;Today wasn't the most relaxing day ever ! I went to JAS, had my own alone time, writing letters to someone special (:&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, write until my hand pain. I spent there for like half a day.&lt;br /&gt;Waaa, had an amazing lunch--Katsu Curry.&lt;br /&gt;yes, I know its FAT, but yeah, I do exercise everyday! I'm serious. I do sit-ups everyday and stomach stretching.&lt;br /&gt;I bet no one believes me, but whatever la, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, so I took the Shuttle Bus to Newton then the MRT back to Home [:&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda hungry, I want Mee Hoon Kuay.&lt;br /&gt;You know? Those Mee kuay? Hahha, very nice espescially with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4chillies&lt;/span&gt; inside (:&lt;br /&gt;I dont mean &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4 long chillies.&lt;/span&gt; You know? The-already-cut-ones?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, four of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, its raining again. I like rain(:&lt;br /&gt;I really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Let's all hold hands and just cry until the rain stops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-9148936282814215989?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/9148936282814215989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/9148936282814215989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2007/12/yowz.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-6916070346400826973</id><published>2007-12-09T16:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T00:16:43.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Waaaa. I feel like a very good girl today. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I cleaned up my whole entire table, clear my cupboards and arrange all my magazines and books. And yeah, super tired now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ga, I have many things to say but I'm just to lazy to type them all out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, going to JAS (:&lt;br /&gt;My alone happy time. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayla, dont want to blog already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;slowly, you're getting out of my head;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-6916070346400826973?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/6916070346400826973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/6916070346400826973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2007/12/waaaa.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-7207256624750434199</id><published>2007-12-06T14:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T22:16:43.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, seriously, I don't think I'm getting cheena. I &lt;s&gt;hope not.&lt;/s&gt; mygod, &lt;strong&gt;please tell me I'm not.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm loving Jay Chou's songs laaaaaa, how??? I like it because I can relate to them. Mannn, I'm not becoming a cheena right? omg.&lt;br /&gt;His new song--Cai Hong(Rainbow) is superrrrrrr nice &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Check out the lyrics and&lt;em&gt; stop laughing at me!&lt;/em&gt; :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;彩虹&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;哪裡有彩虹告訴我&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;能不能把我的願望還給我&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;為什麼天這麼安靜&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;所有雲都跑到我這裡&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;有沒有口罩一個給我&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;釋懷說了太多就成真不了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;也許時間是一種解藥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;也是我現在征服下的毒藥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;看不見你的笑 我怎麼睡得著&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;你的身影這麼近我卻抱不到&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;沒有地球太陽還是會繞&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;沒有理由我也能自己走&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;你要離開 我知道很簡單&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;你說依賴 是我們的阻礙&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;就算放開 那能不能別沒收我的愛&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;當作我最後才明白 .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Obviously, we cant't read Chinese, yes? (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So, I posted the English lyrics too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Rainbow&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can someone inform me where the rainbow is?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can you return my wish back to me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why is the sky still so calm?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All the clouds have amassed above me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you have a spare face mask to lend me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because I said too much, now it will not eventuate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe time is an antidote&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe I am now overcoming this poison&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Without seeing your smile, how can I sleep?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your shadow is so close yet I cannot hug you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The sun will continue revolving even without the Earth existing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can walk away (from you) without a reason&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You want to leave, I know it is (a) simple (thing)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You said reliance was the major barrier between us&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I choose to let go, that cannot remove my love for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll just pretend that I understand in the end.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So how? The lyrics are really nice right? The song is even nicer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If you want it, I would love to send it to you!:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Comeon, it's not that bad! &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Waaa, today very slack loh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Must go for Dance class later. Tomorrow got Tuition then hugeeeee dinner again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So I don't think I'll have the time to blog.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I try to bring myself to face the truth.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But sometimes, its just so difficult.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I really want to turn the time, to change everything.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-7207256624750434199?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/7207256624750434199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/7207256624750434199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2007/12/okay-seriously-i-dont-think-im-getting.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-4660204353372825557</id><published>2007-12-05T16:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T00:55:31.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hellohello.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up kinda early today, praying that my mummy gimme money.&lt;br /&gt;heh, she gave me 10bucks :)&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, so yeah. I went to bathe and check my email. Darling send me an email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I left the house, carring this big bottle of milk, three boxes of Strawberries and a pack of sugar(: Hahaha, I went out of my house then it started to rain.&lt;br /&gt;But I was being lazy, I don't want to bring umbrella. Hehe, I reached Cheryl's place &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;all drenched.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah,&lt;br /&gt;someone was so irritating at her place. But whatever, I did my drink.&lt;br /&gt;Heh, Kim and Cheryl are weird people. They like the drink which I wasn't suppose to make!&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, we still don't know which on to choose.&lt;br /&gt;Then we went down to eat &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CURRY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It was nice, at least I won't be eating junk food.&lt;br /&gt;Then then we went to say our prayers to Sean and yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Very very sad but its LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We have to move on although its gonna take a longer time for cheryl's family and relatives.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;I'm back home, cleaning my house.&lt;br /&gt;Sian, tomorrow got ballet, hope we'll continue the dance (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;1番に　君が好きだよ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-4660204353372825557?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/4660204353372825557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/4660204353372825557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2007/12/hellohello.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-5718606980361464737</id><published>2007-12-04T15:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T01:05:42.224-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R1UAU7hzFsI/AAAAAAAAACE/if0hO4c2VkM/s1600-h/IMG_0735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140014909290124994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R1UAU7hzFsI/AAAAAAAAACE/if0hO4c2VkM/s320/IMG_0735.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hellohello(:&lt;br /&gt;Missing that &lt;em&gt;stupid &lt;/em&gt;little girl;Melissa right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;I WANNA SEND MY CONDOLENCE TO CHERYL'S FAMILY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl, I'm always here if you need me (: A friend's hug is all you need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday wasn't a good day at all, I &lt;u&gt;swear.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met stupid Edwin yesterday, Horrid.&lt;br /&gt;He was being a jerk the whole entire time. You know what now?&lt;br /&gt;I don't even like him as a companion anymore! He is super annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GUYS ARE STUPID! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday wasquite fun la. Nick and me were watching some ghost show and its super scary.&lt;br /&gt;Whaaaa, It was uber scary luh.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this is one of the picture he send me.&lt;br /&gt;I'll show you:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140018160580368082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R1UDSLhzFtI/AAAAAAAAACM/mvOK_lHbGMs/s320/power.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, look at it carefully.&lt;br /&gt;At first I &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;couldn't see&lt;/span&gt; laaaa.. I thought what kind of rubbish this was.&lt;br /&gt;Then he told me to look in the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;middle of the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;DAMN! I was super scared, I close the whole thing. Super scary, right?!&lt;br /&gt;Now I look at it, still gives me the chills.&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, don't be scared, listen to the music (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;I did housework today.&lt;br /&gt;I want to clear my table, but very lazy. But it's seriously dirty.&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna disgust you any further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, going to Cheryl's place, yes ?&lt;br /&gt;Must buy Milk and Strawberries. Hope it'll turn out well.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I wanna go slack now :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stop giving me unwanted dreams of you ;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-5718606980361464737?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/5718606980361464737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/5718606980361464737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2007/12/hellohello-missing-that-stupid-little.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/R1UAU7hzFsI/AAAAAAAAACE/if0hO4c2VkM/s72-c/IMG_0735.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-4008824585408829263</id><published>2007-12-02T16:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T23:48:32.999-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;FOREVER ISN'T GONNA START TONIGHT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;WAIT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;FOREVER WON'T EVEN START.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-4008824585408829263?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/4008824585408829263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/4008824585408829263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2007/12/forever-isnt-gonna-start-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-2269626925595572580</id><published>2007-11-28T03:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T03:18:13.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here I am again.&lt;br /&gt;Not wanting to tell you how horrible my training has been.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was friendster hoping and yeah, I read this Bulletin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a boyand a girl,&lt;br /&gt;the best of friends.&lt;br /&gt;From elementary to high school&lt;br /&gt;from beginning to end.&lt;br /&gt;Through all those years&lt;br /&gt;their friendship grew.&lt;br /&gt;They both felt the same,&lt;br /&gt;but neither knew.&lt;br /&gt;Each waking moment&lt;br /&gt;since the day they met.&lt;br /&gt;They both loved each other&lt;br /&gt;sunrise to sunset.&lt;br /&gt;He was all she had&lt;br /&gt;He was the one&lt;br /&gt;who kept her from her knife.&lt;br /&gt;She was his angel,&lt;br /&gt;she made him smile.&lt;br /&gt;Though life threw him curves,&lt;br /&gt;she made it all worth while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one day&lt;br /&gt;things went terribly wrong.&lt;br /&gt;The next few weeks&lt;br /&gt;were like a very sad song.&lt;br /&gt;He made her jealous&lt;br /&gt;on purpose he tried.&lt;br /&gt;When the girl asked, "Do you love her?"&lt;br /&gt;on purpose he lied.&lt;br /&gt;He played with jealousy&lt;br /&gt;like it was a game.&lt;br /&gt;Little did he know&lt;br /&gt;Things would never be the same.&lt;br /&gt;His plan was working&lt;br /&gt;but he had no clue.&lt;br /&gt;How wrong things would go,&lt;br /&gt;the damage he would do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night she broke down,&lt;br /&gt;feeling veryalone.&lt;br /&gt;Just her and the blade,&lt;br /&gt;no one else home.&lt;br /&gt;She dialed his number,&lt;br /&gt;he answered, "Hello"&lt;br /&gt;She told him she loved him&lt;br /&gt;and hung up the phone.&lt;br /&gt;He raced to herhouse&lt;br /&gt;just a minute too late.&lt;br /&gt;Found her lying in blood,&lt;br /&gt;her hearthad no rate.&lt;br /&gt;Beside her was a note,&lt;br /&gt;in it her confession.&lt;br /&gt;Her love for this boy,&lt;br /&gt;her only obsession.&lt;br /&gt;As he read the note,&lt;br /&gt;he knelt down and cried.&lt;br /&gt;Grabbed her knife,&lt;br /&gt;that night they both died.&lt;br /&gt;She was found in his arms,&lt;br /&gt;both of them dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under her note:&lt;br /&gt;"I loved her so, she never knew.&lt;br /&gt;All this time I loved her too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Imagine me and SH dies?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-2269626925595572580?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/2269626925595572580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/2269626925595572580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2007/11/here-i-am-again.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-7339140751101363809</id><published>2007-11-24T13:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T21:50:04.055-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm backkkk! ;)&lt;br /&gt;Last night, we received a parcel from my Japan Friends :D&lt;br /&gt;They wrote a very long letter, damn, I was so touched (:&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, the thing is,&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I'm&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt; loving&lt;/span&gt; him back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no, Its &lt;s&gt;not&lt;/s&gt; SH this time! Surprise? Surprise? I used to like my Jap friend when he came to Singapore to visit me in P5 and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I saw his recent picture!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Damn, Cute &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hahaha, I don't know luh, I just like him :))))&lt;br /&gt;Then, I paused to think, stupid SH comes back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been having weird dreams. &lt;em&gt;Really, really&lt;/em&gt; weird dreams.&lt;br /&gt;Some of it, I want them to come true, others, I just hope it'll never happen at all.&lt;br /&gt;The people inside are just weird and mean, really mean.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to explain it, its just not the dream I've &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;expected&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I woke up really early today. I don't know why. I couldn't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was thinking toooo much.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whatever.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Went to school, had meetings which really made me wanna sleep and then the &lt;strong&gt;phototaking&lt;/strong&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, I love my hair! I think its cute.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after the photos, we all talked about Car washing?&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so we went to look for PearlynLeong and me, Kim, Jiayi and Leong went to &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;KFCCCCCCCCCC&lt;/span&gt; to eat lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Do they really hate Junction8 so much? Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;After much thought, I didnt want to go to his house and hang, I just wanna avoid him for now.&lt;br /&gt;Its toooooo much to contain and I know its not gonna work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;But, whats a girl gotta do?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, Im home right now.&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna bathe then off to dance class. I really got no mood for today.&lt;br /&gt;I know Im gonna get scolding from my teacher. Sorry, if I cannot remember the steps completely luhhh.&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHH, getting emo again.):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUNNNNNNN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is extremely shiny?&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha, whatever, its so &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOTTTTTTTTTT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ;D&lt;br /&gt;So, what should I wear later?&lt;br /&gt;I've got dinner with Alicia's family :)&lt;br /&gt;Jeans? Denim Skirt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I GOT NO CLOTHES! :((((((((((&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha, okay luh, I wanna go write letters &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Don't leave me just yet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;please,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;just a little more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't leave me hanging on this line when you&amp;amp;me know that nothing is gonna change.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-7339140751101363809?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/7339140751101363809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/7339140751101363809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-backkkk-last-night-we-received.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-6426428083864466908</id><published>2007-11-21T15:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T23:14:49.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DAMN, GET ME A GREENTEA PLEASE :D</title><content type='html'>andyes, it didn't rain this morning. &lt;u&gt;Instead, it rained just after training.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, training was okay luh, not so bad, but I &lt;strong&gt;ran&lt;/strong&gt; a million and one times today.&lt;br /&gt;As usual, we did line drills and stupid picking up of balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Running here and there.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Me and Gabby hit like 162times and still have to do punishment, damn the coach, I swear.&lt;br /&gt;Oh!&lt;strong&gt; I did push-ups too!&lt;/strong&gt; Wow, I did quite a lot of things today.&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda proud of myself today :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the training isn't all.&lt;br /&gt;After training, I went to Junction8, like duh,&lt;em&gt; I live near there.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the first time I was&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; superrrrrr scared&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; walking through the macs area. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(I swear)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't looking forward to go to J8 anytime soon,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;it just scares me.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Everytime I see a guy with the exact same uniform, I see him luh. Someone even looked like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Damn, he's everywhere.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Nevermind about that.&lt;br /&gt;I was waiting for my bus cause yeah, didn't want to walk home.&lt;br /&gt;I was just sitting down then guess who appeared????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JACOB YAO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;He looked cute &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and thats all.&lt;/div&gt;We kinda talked awhile, and I really did enjoyed myself.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaah and &lt;em&gt;I wasnt flirting&lt;/em&gt; :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-6426428083864466908?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/6426428083864466908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/6426428083864466908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2007/11/andyes-it-didnt-rain-this-morning.html' title='DAMN, GET ME A GREENTEA PLEASE :D'/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-5084651905522166805</id><published>2007-11-20T03:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T03:45:01.031-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hellohello!&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally like home?&lt;br /&gt;I didn't feel like working today maybe because tomorrow got training?&lt;br /&gt;I told my "boss", I didn't want to go to the shop today so I stayed in my mum's office to work.&lt;br /&gt;I swear, I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really wishing that tomorrow will rain, comeon! Lets all pray together and let it rain :D&lt;br /&gt;But I doubt it will rain, just look outside right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to pass my tuition teacher my overdueeeeeeeeed fees:D&lt;br /&gt;I think its gonna be my last time walking into that place again.&lt;br /&gt;My mum wants me to quit cause it isn't really helping me that much, yknow.&lt;br /&gt;That means, no more Justin, no more the view of SuanHin sitting at the front row with Dion.&lt;br /&gt;Don't you get it?&lt;br /&gt;Its like everything is going away from me and then I'll be all alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, later I'm gonna watch StarDust with mummy.&lt;br /&gt;She wants to watch so I accompany her lorh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damnit, today damn sian.&lt;br /&gt;Jovan talk to me then dao me for the rest of the convo.&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;Damn sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I dont feel like blogging anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Remember to pray for me!&lt;br /&gt;That tomorrow will rain and my training will be cancel [:&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW MORNING.&lt;br /&gt;You pray for afternoon, I don't want, must be MORNING:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a lot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-5084651905522166805?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/5084651905522166805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/5084651905522166805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2007/11/hellohello-im-finally-like-home-i-didnt.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-982687257838739669</id><published>2007-11-16T21:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T22:02:01.684-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I FUCKING MISS YOU, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOH SUAN HIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-982687257838739669?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/982687257838739669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/982687257838739669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-fucking-miss-you-loh-suan-hin.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-3105093172997018048</id><published>2007-11-08T17:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T01:05:56.592-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello Hello :)&lt;br /&gt;Today was kinda boreddd?&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was going out later, after Cheryl's meeting and all.&lt;br /&gt;Hah, so much for &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;family day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; aye?&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes, its nicer to be alone, just all by yourself with the tunes of Westlife going through your ears&lt;333&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know, super &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;gay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; But, its nice luh, their songs:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yesterday, I kinda stayed up late.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, I just couldn't sleep, I was lazy to take the phone to have late night phone calls and all...&lt;br /&gt;So, I watched &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ELIZABETHTOWN.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My darling, &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Bloomy&lt;/span&gt; is inside together with that stupid Spiderman's woman :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He kissed her&lt;/em&gt; :((((&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, anyway, the movie was kinda stupid luh, to me. But it was nice to watch I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, this morning, I&lt;em&gt; kinda&lt;/em&gt; overslept.&lt;br /&gt;I bathed, blah, then went to eat breakfast together with my parents.&lt;br /&gt;So much for family day aye?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so I admit that I was late for the meeting at Cheryl's place &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;(heh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least I brought the board right right right? : D&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I went there and did a few stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;HEY! At least I put glue on 2pictures kay? heh.&lt;br /&gt;So frustrated Cheryl had to shut down the computer, hahahaha, how addictive can the computer get?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we did stuffs and in the end, PearlynLeong, Melissa &amp;amp; Jiayi left :)&lt;br /&gt;Soon, Charlotte left too :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;So, Kimberly, cheryl and me stayed :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to eat at the Korean shop there, yummy soup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! Before that, we went walking around,&lt;br /&gt;Looking for bag, shoes, masks, all those stuffs and oh, &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;DONUTS&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how is my DONUT right now?&lt;br /&gt;Eaten by Leong&amp;amp;Melissa right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was also a fashion show at Square2?&lt;br /&gt;yeah, fabulous except for the dancing and everything.&lt;br /&gt;gawwwwwd, horrid-ble except for the ANG-MOH:D   &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; (right, kim?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so I left earlier and Im now back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Okay, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;TOMORROW IS THE DAY!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I'm gonna miss everyone who is leaving tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;better miss me too luh&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, okay,&lt;br /&gt;Not a very long post like yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;tata~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-3105093172997018048?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/3105093172997018048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/3105093172997018048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2007/11/hello-hello-today-was-kinda-boreddd-i.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-2217568398478699237</id><published>2007-11-08T02:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T02:14:41.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I got news;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;SH IS IN OVERSEAS,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HE IS COMING BACK SOON.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;oh, he viewed my friendster profile today(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-2217568398478699237?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/2217568398478699237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/2217568398478699237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-got-news-sh-is-in-overseas-he-is.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-7869542844006203882</id><published>2007-11-07T15:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T23:43:17.385-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate it luh, I'm always not blogging at a regular basis. Hahaha, you see my dates are all like &lt;strong&gt;ONE MONTH&lt;/strong&gt; later that kind of thing.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, lets see, what should I blog about?&lt;br /&gt;There is so many things to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, recently, there was our class chalet.&lt;br /&gt;Mummy didnt let me stay cause well, she has some issues over it, cause she DID experience something which I shall not say :)&lt;br /&gt;Class chalet was still fun, although, I wasnt in good terms with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MANDY&amp;amp;ANISA&lt;/span&gt;, somehow we got along pretty well. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(wait for the later part, so much for getting along.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard my little darling also got drunk, oh well.&lt;br /&gt;People smoking, coming into the chalet in the middle of the night, blah blah blah, oh those things are so not &lt;em&gt;tomorrow's headlines.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I think it was fun and I'm missing the pool right now.&lt;br /&gt;Looooook at the &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOT SUNNY DAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; outside the window, its terrible.&lt;br /&gt;The sight of it, makes me weak.&lt;br /&gt;HAH, Im so weird.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was the modelling auditions too.&lt;br /&gt;The EIGHT of us got in :) I was pretty happy with the whole thing, on how it turned out.&lt;br /&gt;However, for some reason, Anisa didnt come, I've got no comment on that. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(wait for it again.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did our story board too, supperrr crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Kim and Jacq&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; were practically "killing" every model in the magazine.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was super happy until I heard this STUPID comment on the EIGHT of us.&lt;br /&gt;andyes, needless to say, it was from MANDY.&lt;br /&gt;She said that most of us were &lt;u&gt;short.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the HELL much?&lt;br /&gt;So what if we are short, its not as if that we're gonna do modelling for the rest of our lives?&lt;br /&gt;We're doing it cause its one of a life time, people dont get to do it everyday.&lt;br /&gt;So, keep the critisim to yourself and your &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bestfriend, Anisa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then if you say that most of us are short, why didnt your best friend come?&lt;br /&gt;Since she is the tallest?&lt;br /&gt;WHY?&lt;br /&gt;She could have gotten in, but NO, she didnt turn up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know how much you two hate me&amp;amp;melissa but I dont give a shit.&lt;br /&gt;If it wasnt for you, Anisa, this wouldnt have happened.&lt;br /&gt;I really dont know what to say, the both of you are just MEAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;plain-MEAN&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh, I dont want to talk about that,&lt;br /&gt;its always a waste of time and energy to type the whole story out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we had a few meetings and whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;Then I had my dance class, andrew called, said he wanted to meet me and go home together, but toooooooo bad, I wasnt going home!&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaa, andrew and samson went SHOPPING together lurh!&lt;br /&gt;freaking gay :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of SHOPPING, I need one&lt;strong&gt; BADLY&lt;/strong&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I've got great news! I'm &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;taking off my braces next month&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;yay me! Its been a looooong time!&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Im getting a hair cut too!&lt;br /&gt;THANK GAWWWWD, my hair is super long, I cannot ta-han!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this morning, there was training and it was very, super tiring:(&lt;br /&gt;We did the sucide/line drills, whichever way you wanna call it. It was HORRID-ble.&lt;br /&gt;Then I went home and cooked my own LUNCH, hey, it was yummy kay?&lt;br /&gt;Stupid PearlynLeong, stop making fun of me, I CAN COOK, yesyes:)&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah, now, Im home and stupid Jovan is irritating the shit outta me, saying how stupid I was to wait for &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;SH&lt;/span&gt; for three years.&lt;br /&gt;Damn him luh, he just had to bring that whole situation up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, after training, I remembered that when we were still together, he would text me saying how much he misses me, and I would call him back and we would talk and talk until I reached Bishan.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my bill, but I don't know why, at that time, I just didn't really care.&lt;br /&gt;When I reached home, he would be online, and we would start talking again, and the next day, everything starts all over again.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Sweet, isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;I missed it so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaaaa, this sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, I might have another dinner again!&lt;br /&gt;Seriously man, these few days, got so many GRAND dinners, I'm putting on weight, I swear.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait to go out with&lt;strong&gt; Jiahui&lt;/strong&gt; soon :)&lt;br /&gt;It sure would be fun!&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, Kim and Steph and others will be leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hope they'll have a safe trip and a safe return, making sure that they'll be missing me the whole time(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't see them this Saturday too:(&lt;br /&gt;But, you guys will be missed by me(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, this post is kinda long,&lt;br /&gt;I think I shall stop here for now:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-7869542844006203882?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/7869542844006203882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/7869542844006203882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-hate-it-luh-im-always-not-blogging-at.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-4474443559498983542</id><published>2007-10-18T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T02:18:47.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm backkkk with a 47 for my Math.&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh, I failed again and again, this is so not fun at all luh :(&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, this year I did real badly. I failed Three subjects luh.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, I havent get all my papers back yet, but yeah, I know I am gonna fail three subjects! :)&lt;br /&gt;Its not a good thing but I think after adding up my Mid year marks plus Final, should be able to pass some I hope. But, I'll never pass Math luh.&lt;br /&gt;I failed Math Mid year too :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's gone now.&lt;br /&gt;Far away.&lt;br /&gt;But not in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is another one now:/&lt;br /&gt;He is in Poly I think, freaking old right? He looks not nice but he is quite nice leh.&lt;br /&gt;I think he likes me, wait, let me change that: I Know he likes me :)&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, but I dont know how to reject him luh.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I dont want to be in a relationship and all and you may say that it is not necessary for two people to go on a relationship even though both of them like each other.&lt;br /&gt;Not saying that I like him but he is nice luh, I havent even met him yet luh.&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH, I dont know luh, maybe he just sweet-talk me but yeah, he cares :)&lt;br /&gt;Still, I dont want to get myself or the other partner hurt.&lt;br /&gt;Why is this so freaking hard? Cant life be easier?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont want anymore of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Its a call I'll never get;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-4474443559498983542?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/4474443559498983542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/4474443559498983542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-backkkk-with-47-for-my-math.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-5068881863916034904</id><published>2007-10-11T01:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T02:43:58.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inconsolable</title><content type='html'>Hello, its been like how long?&lt;br /&gt;Months?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have some updated news about him.&lt;br /&gt;He finally took me off from his friendster's featured friends. I knew that there will be a day like this. He took off the two girls too.&lt;br /&gt;However, he is still in my featured friends list, I dont want to remove him just yet.&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm wasting my time on him but I still LOVE him, I still WANT him but I can't.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that I havent gotten over him yet, Im sorry.&lt;br /&gt;But just leave me alone to love him just for a little longer.&lt;br /&gt;I miss my late night phone calls with him, I miss seeing your name on my phone, I miss receiving messages from you, I miss sneaking the phone in and out during class to see your messages, I miss your voice, I miss everything about you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is damn stupid.&lt;br /&gt;So stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I close the door&lt;br /&gt;Like so many times, so many times before&lt;br /&gt;Felt like a scene on the cutting room floor&lt;br /&gt;When I let you walk away tonight&lt;br /&gt;Without a word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to sleep, yeah&lt;br /&gt;But the clock is stuck on thoughts of you and me&lt;br /&gt;A thousand more regrets unraveling, ohh&lt;br /&gt;If you were here right now,&lt;br /&gt;I swear,&lt;br /&gt;I'd tell you this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby I don't want to waste another day&lt;br /&gt;Keeping it inside it's killing me&lt;br /&gt;Cause all I ever want, it comes right down to you&lt;br /&gt;I'm wishing I could find the words to say&lt;br /&gt;Baby I would tell you every time you leave&lt;br /&gt;I'm inconsolable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I climb the walls&lt;br /&gt;I can see the edge but I can't take the fall, no.&lt;br /&gt;I've memorized the number&lt;br /&gt;So why can't I make the call?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe 'cause I know you'll always be with me&lt;br /&gt;In the possibility&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby I don't want to waste another day&lt;br /&gt;Keeping it inside it's killing me&lt;br /&gt;Cause all I ever want, it comes right down to you&lt;br /&gt;I'm wishing I could find the words to say&lt;br /&gt;Baby I would tell you every time you leave&lt;br /&gt;I'm inconsolable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be like this,&lt;br /&gt;I just want to let you know,&lt;br /&gt;Everything that I'm holding,&lt;br /&gt;Is everything I can't let go, can't let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby I don't want to waste another day&lt;br /&gt;Keeping it inside it's killing me&lt;br /&gt;Cause all I ever want, it comes right down to you&lt;br /&gt;I'm wishing I could find the words to say&lt;br /&gt;Baby I would tell you every time you leave&lt;br /&gt;I'm inconsolable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know it baby&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to waste another day&lt;br /&gt;I'm wishing I could find the words to say&lt;br /&gt;Baby I would tell you every time you leave&lt;br /&gt;I'm inconsolable&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-5068881863916034904?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/5068881863916034904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/5068881863916034904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2007/10/inconsolable.html' title='Inconsolable'/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-2071061902788913449</id><published>2007-09-11T02:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T02:54:22.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>QING TIAN</title><content type='html'>I'm freaking emo and I'm listening to Chinese songs. omg.&lt;br /&gt;I was right all the long. Right from the begining.&lt;br /&gt;You liked her and you even told her after a few days after our break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-2071061902788913449?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/2071061902788913449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/2071061902788913449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2007/09/qing-tian.html' title='QING TIAN'/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-3959108282057363205</id><published>2007-09-07T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T23:14:08.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lu Xiao Yu</title><content type='html'>I'm damn sian.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to do anything or everything. I need another one week break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess I am your best friend to you?&lt;br /&gt;So you will tell me everything? and won't lie to me ever ever again?&lt;br /&gt;Besides, I have some things to clear up with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;"you're special to me, i cant tell my girlfriend my problems but i can tell my best friends."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;"so i think it would be much better for us to go back to how it was when we're still best of friends."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope so, things could turn up well.&lt;br /&gt;Although, its hard to get rid of all those three years of loving you, I have to try to move on.&lt;br /&gt;To see you as my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot do anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;At least, you gave me a chance and I am thankful for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"call me when you're free, i still wish to talk to you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-3959108282057363205?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/3959108282057363205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/3959108282057363205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2007/09/lu-xiao-yu.html' title='Lu Xiao Yu'/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-9027791096318321313</id><published>2007-09-07T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T19:31:50.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's over</title><content type='html'>Last night,&lt;br /&gt;one of his friend called to talk to me ; tried to convince me that he likes me and so on...&lt;br /&gt;I was already planning to call him last night, maybe around 12am.&lt;br /&gt;However, I went to check my handphone and I received a message.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, it was from him but it wasn't a very nice message though.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't expect it to come out that fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what can I do right?&lt;br /&gt;If that is what you think and feel, I have to go with it.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot do anything to stop you from this.&lt;br /&gt;All I can do is to thank you for giving me this wonderful chance for loving you.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for making my wish come true.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for loving me back for these few months.&lt;br /&gt;I've never been so happy in my life before and you made it all happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;行きたいよ　君のところへ　&lt;br /&gt;今すぐ　かけだして　行きたいよ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;Thank you for everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;and I would love to be your good friend ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-9027791096318321313?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/9027791096318321313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/9027791096318321313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-over.html' title='It&apos;s over'/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-4829263460472557552</id><published>2007-09-06T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T05:53:33.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Totally Clueless</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hellohello.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I've changed my url so that not so many people will come and see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ohboy, Im so mysterious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today sucked.&lt;br /&gt;I just heard manymany &lt;strong&gt;painful&lt;/strong&gt; things you said about me. Things that I never knew people would talk about.&lt;br /&gt;Its just unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know that things would turn out that way.&lt;br /&gt;If it wasn't for your friend--best friend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#996633;"&gt;I would still  have been a little stupid girl thinking that I finally got the love of my life when actually I don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm not really sure what to feel, think or do.&lt;br /&gt;All I know is that &lt;strong&gt;I MISS YOU&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;terribly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its true.&lt;br /&gt;I've been crazy about you for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;But I wouldn't force / ask you to be mine. You said you didnt want to hurt my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;Well, let me tell you something,&lt;br /&gt;you already &lt;em&gt;did.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about that night when you told me that you were alone in macs?&lt;br /&gt;You weren't alone, were you?&lt;br /&gt;You were with her. You told me you'll call me back.&lt;br /&gt;But I never receive anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe&lt;/em&gt; you have feelings for her.&lt;br /&gt;She is a nice girl.&lt;br /&gt;She might be better than me a million times.&lt;br /&gt;Then in the first place, you wouldn't have ask me the question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not be a perfect girlfriend...&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know your whereabouts today!&lt;br /&gt;You can tell your two best friends anything but you can't call your girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;No calls, no messages, no missed calls?&lt;br /&gt;I'm totally clueless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I DIDNT EVEN KNOW THAT YOU WERE SICK!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;I didn't waste those three years for nothing, LOH SUAN HIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;ILOVEYOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-4829263460472557552?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/4829263460472557552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/4829263460472557552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2007/09/totally-clueless.html' title='Totally Clueless'/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-2711820514663172324</id><published>2007-09-03T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T20:17:45.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE START OF SOMETHING NEW [:</title><content type='html'>Okay, I'm serious this time. I'm moving back to blogger until I find out how to get my hands working on Xanga. But nevermind about that, Im back after a long long time.&lt;br /&gt;I've made changes to my blog,&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Reduced the number of links&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Taken away my tagboard&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, well, thats basically it, I'am so tired or this thing already, just wanna make a low-profile kinda thing [:&lt;br /&gt;Like comeon, not like the whole world is gonna read it like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so since its the start of the start,&lt;br /&gt;I shall make it short by ending here [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-2711820514663172324?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/2711820514663172324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/2711820514663172324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2007/09/start-of-something-new.html' title='THE START OF SOMETHING NEW [:'/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-6377223569531087914</id><published>2007-07-25T01:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T03:12:59.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OKay.&lt;br /&gt;I'm back to blogger. I think I still prefer here.&lt;br /&gt;LOL, anyway, I can't post much today cause I have t go and study for my History.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-6377223569531087914?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/6377223569531087914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/6377223569531087914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2007/07/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-2321894586855560715</id><published>2007-05-27T19:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T19:32:43.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BANG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to CHINA.&lt;br /&gt;Miss me everyone :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-2321894586855560715?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/2321894586855560715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/2321894586855560715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2007/05/bang-im-off-to-china.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-7739199163094999727</id><published>2007-05-25T22:05:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T22:05:16.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BANG!&lt;br /&gt;It has been another looong time again (:&lt;br /&gt;I've been sick fo like sooo long laaa.&lt;br /&gt;Vomiting is so so so not nice wan, its stinks seriously.&lt;br /&gt;I really hope I'll get better when I go to CHINA:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAGAGA.&lt;br /&gt;I have no mood to blog la.&lt;br /&gt;YOU should know why.&lt;br /&gt;'ve been waiting, but it just didn't work out huh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-7739199163094999727?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/7739199163094999727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/7739199163094999727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2007/05/bang-it-has-been-another-looong-time.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-1222646254727345867</id><published>2007-05-17T02:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T02:08:50.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BANG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THIS YEAR SIMPLY SUCKED LIKE HELL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm serious about it, espescially exams laaa/.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder who came up with numbers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;exams,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;school,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STUDYING!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm seriously disappointed with myself laa.&lt;br /&gt;People may say that I am &lt;em&gt;lucky&lt;/em&gt; cause at least I pass english.&lt;br /&gt;But hey, I don't give a shit. I freaking failed my freaking MATHS.&lt;br /&gt;Its damn sad la, I could not believe it laa.&lt;br /&gt;I may pass but the marks are&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; HORRID.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to say to myself, its like I feel so bloody hopeless and everything.&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah, I'm so not in a perfecty mood right now.&lt;br /&gt;It's freaking CRAZY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I feel like an total idiot&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I never expected to score this kind of marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I'm so freaking stupid and dumb and fcuked up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also want to make some people in my life happy.&lt;br /&gt;They just try to act like nothing has happened but I know they're deeply hurt laa.&lt;br /&gt;But I cannot do anything.&lt;br /&gt;I simply suck at this, you know.&lt;br /&gt;I'm like a failure in whatever I do to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;She may act like its nothing, but I feel her pain;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-1222646254727345867?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/1222646254727345867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/1222646254727345867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2007/05/bang-this-year-simply-sucked-like-hell.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-4829437712038249246</id><published>2007-05-10T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T03:45:30.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BANG !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXAMS ARE FINALLY OVERRRRRRRR! :D&lt;br /&gt;Can you tell how happy I am!? GAGAGAGAGA! Its all OVERRRR!&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy! Now I have something to look forward to, CHINA-MONGALIA Trip.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;Its been a while since I've last posted.&lt;br /&gt;I kinda forgot how to change the blogskin. Hahaha, it sure has been a looong time (:&lt;br /&gt;And, what happened to blogger? Its so weird. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Everything has changed, I feel so outdated :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAGAGAGAGAGA:D&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand it laaaa, I'm freakingg HAPPPPPYYYYYY (:&lt;br /&gt;Mannn, this rocks!&lt;br /&gt;Can go shopping, playing, cam-whoring :D&lt;br /&gt;EXAMS SUCKS la, can't stand them! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came home from lunch with the LOVABLES:D&lt;br /&gt;GAGAGA, Today was so fun. It would be funner if SHE didn't come (:&lt;br /&gt;ART WAS SO FUNNNEH :D&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared I wont pass....oh HECK IT la, its freaking ART.&lt;br /&gt;GAWWWWWD, Im so happy! LOLLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, I'm going out for dinner(:&lt;br /&gt;A proper dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I'm gonna CUT, SNIP, CHOP my hair.&lt;br /&gt;YEH BABE, its getting a new make-overrr. Its so hot, I wanna CUTCUTCUT it :DDD&lt;br /&gt;Then, watching SPIDDDDEYYYYMAN3 (:&lt;br /&gt;FLY HERE, FLY THERE :D&lt;br /&gt;OOOHH, TONIGHT,&lt;br /&gt;PRISON BREAK :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAA,&lt;br /&gt;Can you see how many smily faces I put.&lt;br /&gt;LOL, Im so happy :D&lt;br /&gt;YEAH BABY (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighto, I want to go watch TEEEVEEEEE :D&lt;br /&gt;I so long never touch the remote control (:&lt;br /&gt;hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;I guess I would be blogging soon :D&lt;br /&gt;You won't see this post for looooog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVEMUCH/.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-4829437712038249246?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/4829437712038249246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/4829437712038249246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2007/05/bang-exams-are-finally-overrrrrrrr-d.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-3960564990833779369</id><published>2007-04-06T00:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T00:03:47.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BANG !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heyHO! I'm back from &lt;em&gt;stress-world.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. Anyway, today is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Friday and I am very free right now.&lt;br /&gt;I just &lt;em&gt;read&lt;/em&gt; some biology notes.&lt;br /&gt;I hope it stays in my head for a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;few weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, later I hope I'll be getting my Magazine and just wish that my mum won't steal it away from me again. Well, since exams are approaching like one &lt;strong&gt;fast train.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna watch &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;MR.BEAN'S HOLIDAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm damn pissed la.&lt;br /&gt;I was suppose to watch &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;SUN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;SHINE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; today but my dad didn't watch that BEANNIE guy yet so I had to tag along.&lt;br /&gt;Urgh. I want SUNSHINE !&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of that.&lt;br /&gt;oohh, &lt;strong&gt;I GOT MY MP3 BACK!&lt;/strong&gt; ;D&lt;br /&gt;YAY! I tell you I'm &lt;em&gt;gonna&lt;/em&gt; put my handphone and MP3 in my lockers at all time,&lt;br /&gt;although it is gonna be hard but it is at least better than having your personal items with the teacher for one entire week.&lt;br /&gt;ohman, I feel like a good student.&lt;br /&gt;LOL(:&lt;br /&gt;I'm rejoicing!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm gonna add some songs into my MP3 now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;SEEYAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-3960564990833779369?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/3960564990833779369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/3960564990833779369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2007/04/bang-heyho-im-back-from-stress-world.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-5493569729832824154</id><published>2007-03-30T23:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T23:07:44.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BANG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW. It has been &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ages&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is completely hectic, with all the homework and everything.&lt;br /&gt;ohman, I am dying like anything.&lt;br /&gt;I can't even breathe properly right now.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese and English oral are &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;coming up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;ahhh, with the thought of that, its so stressful.&lt;br /&gt;Last term, I kinda did badly for most of my subjects and this year I &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; want to pull my socks up.&lt;br /&gt;Saying is damn easy la, tell me about mugging like shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, another thing to worry about is my upcoming ballet exam.&lt;br /&gt;I swear I tell you that I'm bloody scared and I got a feeling that I am going to fail.&lt;br /&gt;However, I actually do remember my steps now--I &lt;em&gt;think.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I still think I am gonna fail.&lt;br /&gt;My exam falls on the &lt;strong&gt;16th April,&lt;/strong&gt; get to miss school for awhile (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;My dad's friend who is a female is gonna give birth soon!&lt;br /&gt;LOL, I know it is like none of my buisness but hey, I am gonna &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;kidnap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the baby.&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHA :D&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for the baby to come out !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to go back to school next week.&lt;br /&gt;So many things to do.&lt;br /&gt;I still have not touch on my homework yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maths, Physics, Biology and not forgetting those tuition homework&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;They add the load to my stress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RARRHHHHH. I feel like eating paper! :S&lt;br /&gt;I am like this when I am stress, eat stuff which aren't suppose to be eaten and do stupid things la.&lt;br /&gt;You know me, I am&lt;em&gt; oh-&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-random&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, I am going to go for my ballet practice again.&lt;br /&gt;Joshua wants to meet me, I asked him to go and die (:&lt;br /&gt;I know he likes me, but NONONO, I do not like him. Wanna know why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm in love with his friend :D    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;OH. Today is Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;and I don't have my MP3 with me.&lt;br /&gt;Because Ms.Ng &lt;strong&gt;CONFISCATED&lt;/strong&gt; it away from me for a week.&lt;br /&gt;You really do not want to know why.&lt;br /&gt;I'll only get back on Thursday ):&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;em&gt;trying&lt;/em&gt; not to think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I don't really feel like blogging anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Well, this post might be my &lt;em&gt;last.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I know next week and next week and those following weeks,&lt;br /&gt;you will still see this same old post again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SEEEYAH :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;does it really matter that we're in different worlds? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-5493569729832824154?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/5493569729832824154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/5493569729832824154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2007/03/bang-wow.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-7089425232878507538</id><published>2007-03-09T16:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T01:05:42.531-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;BANG!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohgosh.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so lost--I've never been blogging for a long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss those days where you can just switch on your computer and &lt;em&gt;never &lt;/em&gt;returning to school EVER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohwell, school is so stressing already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im like half-dead everyday, I miss my bed the most though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need a break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An Official break, a break where you dont have to come back to school.&lt;br /&gt;But when theres a holiday, I'll start to feel extra bored. AHHH, what to do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although now its school holiday, but I doubt the one-week break is gonna be enough for me .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im already like this in Term1. Imagine what will happen to me by the end of the year?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dont even want to find out myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, I had this dinner thing and I slept at about 2am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then woke up to go to school and see WONG and MS.K (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MS.K rocks like anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shes my &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sexaye&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least I got &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; information from her on POA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like seriously, I ahve no idea what are creditors and debtors. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;andyes, I didnt pay attention in her class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tell me, how in the world can you pay attention in MS.K's class? (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039829891413919154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/RfESlYYfRbI/AAAAAAAAABw/3WAzLNxJFsw/s320/07-03-07_10-03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                             &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;; yes, thats me and her.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Pearlyn, Mandy, Steph, Vick and I took pictures in class.&lt;br /&gt;But Im lazy to upload(:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, I do share the love okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oohh, I cant wait to go trip :D&lt;br /&gt;hmm, I got nothing else to write about school except for FUN (:&lt;br /&gt;Class comm meeting coming~~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I MISS ALL THE TWOSIX PEOPLE :D&lt;br /&gt;YOU GUYS ARE MY EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still want my ice latte;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-7089425232878507538?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/7089425232878507538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/7089425232878507538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2007/03/bang-ohgosh.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/RfESlYYfRbI/AAAAAAAAABw/3WAzLNxJFsw/s72-c/07-03-07_10-03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-5413655195966442623</id><published>2007-01-14T18:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T02:24:27.104-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BANG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;HAPPY  16TH  BIRTHDAY LUKE  !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Changed skin.&lt;br /&gt;Decided I wanted a plain and simple one and well this is the nicest that I can find.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;It was fun choosing with WEEWEE.&lt;br /&gt;I know this blog is going rotten every minute.&lt;br /&gt;Ohwells, what can I do?&lt;br /&gt;Mann, Im so busy these few days. Im so tired:/&lt;br /&gt;I just finish my ARTPIECES :D&lt;br /&gt;I actually did it, mySELF! ART? yes, ART. I did it.&lt;br /&gt;haha, I stiill left with my Maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im going to get off  the computer soon.&lt;br /&gt;The weekdays are coming.&lt;br /&gt;Everyones getting busy.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;TAKE CARE ALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;;;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-5413655195966442623?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/5413655195966442623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/5413655195966442623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2007/01/bang-happy-16th-birthday-luke-changed.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-4683504870513349165</id><published>2007-01-09T01:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T01:14:19.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BANG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, its a very loooooooooooooooooooooooooong time since my last post.&lt;br /&gt;Well, there isnt anything much to say.&lt;br /&gt;okay, maybe Im a little lazy to type the whole thing out for you.&lt;br /&gt;Schools been really fun : D&lt;br /&gt;and Im getting tired nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;Ohwells, I gotta sign off.&lt;br /&gt;SEEEYAHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;;;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-4683504870513349165?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/4683504870513349165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/4683504870513349165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2007/01/bang-yes-its-very-loooooooooooooooooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-1738953708456714178</id><published>2006-12-31T07:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T07:51:05.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BANG !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;Its the year 2007 already.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I spent the new year?&lt;br /&gt;The 15mins before 2007, I watched the JOHNYS COUNTDOWN ,&lt;br /&gt;and OMG I so enjoyed myself.&lt;br /&gt;They were singing and NEWS is back.&lt;br /&gt;OKay. I know no one understands but whatever it is, I spent the last few minutes of 2006 with them.&lt;br /&gt;GOSH&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM so happy and I hope 2007 will be a better year.&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RETURNING TO SPORE SOON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007 IT IS ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;;;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-1738953708456714178?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/1738953708456714178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/1738953708456714178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2006/12/bang-omg.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-8697452674586721856</id><published>2006-12-28T05:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T05:31:38.905-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BANG !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im still in Japan right now.&lt;br /&gt;But the weather is really &lt;em&gt;different.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much much different.&lt;br /&gt;My dad went on a drive cause he wanted to &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ski&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;with me and he wanted to go to the &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hot spring.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Im here right now and the cool part is, you can actually &lt;em&gt;stay &lt;/em&gt;overnight here.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Im staying in this room with a computer and well a bed.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&gt; its &lt;em&gt;like&lt;/em&gt; an internet cafe.&lt;br /&gt;Something like that but is has more facilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, its actually snowing right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HEAVY SNOW.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went outside just now and mann, the wind is really strongand the snow keeps coming to&lt;br /&gt;your face.&lt;br /&gt;HAH&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its very very cold and tomorrow Im gonna ski again and go hot spring.&lt;br /&gt;After that, I will return to the house, meet auntie for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Then the day after that, watch the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEW YEAR EVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; show then take a train back to tokyo.&lt;br /&gt;Following that, stay a night in tokyo again ,&lt;br /&gt;this time having my own hotel room.LOL&lt;br /&gt;then, back to &lt;strong&gt;singapore.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few hours of sleep in my bed ,&lt;br /&gt;I have to go to school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I dont have much time to sleep but the next day is school.&lt;br /&gt;And I seriously can`t wait.&lt;br /&gt;I changed my blogskin today because its my last time coming online and I &lt;em&gt;wanted&lt;/em&gt; a new skin&lt;br /&gt;for a new year.&lt;br /&gt;(hope you get what I mean)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the new year is coming.&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait for it (;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the year ahead of us will be a good one ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im missing all of TWOSIXERS06 now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR !!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2007&lt;/strong&gt; here I come &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;;;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-8697452674586721856?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/8697452674586721856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/8697452674586721856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2006/12/bang-im-still-in-japan-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-7216521365560324626</id><published>2006-12-21T04:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T04:56:09.174-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BANG !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello. Im in Japan right now,&lt;br /&gt;Using my dad's laptop :D&lt;br /&gt;hehe. Im not gonna post too many yeah?&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow Im gonna leave to my grandparents place.&lt;br /&gt;Its gonna be a long journey so I need some sleep neh.&lt;br /&gt;OHWEELLLLL, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;THE SHOPPING IS A TOTAL BLAST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;CHRISTMAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ! CAN'T WAIT.&lt;br /&gt;hmm, Im starting to miss my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;PIKAACHUU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and my bed (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;;;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-7216521365560324626?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/7216521365560324626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/7216521365560324626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2006/12/bang-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-2175743740996537315</id><published>2006-12-18T14:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T22:52:27.144-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BANG !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leaving in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;days time .&lt;br /&gt;Can it get any better? I've &lt;u&gt;finally&lt;/u&gt; packed all my things (:&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait to get out of this place :D&lt;br /&gt;but, Im gonna &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;miss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; all of you people.&lt;br /&gt;you know who you are [;&lt;br /&gt;Spending Christmas and New year there. Hmm, I may be online sometime!&lt;br /&gt;What you expect? My grandparents &lt;em&gt;have&lt;/em&gt; a computer at home !&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm,&lt;br /&gt;I just watched the final episode of my Japanese show.&lt;br /&gt;It was a very nice ending and yes, I cried &lt;em&gt;AGIAN&lt;/em&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;heh, cant wait for next year.&lt;br /&gt;There would be more MORE shows for me to watch and plus &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;YINING'S DVD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm drinking &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MISO-SOUP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;MISO-SOUP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;LOVEEEE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;craving for that ever since the lat time my mother cooked . haha.&lt;br /&gt;It sure is a very very looooong time :D&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna get &lt;em&gt;another&lt;/em&gt; bowl soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. Yesterday I watched &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ERAGON&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;and there wasnt so much of the fighting that I expected with the flying of dragons and everything.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of dragons?&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; I WANT ONE !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I did enjoy it because &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ERAGON&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is ubberrrr cute :D&lt;br /&gt;I feel like &lt;em&gt;kissing&lt;/em&gt; him. ^^&lt;br /&gt;ED SPELEERS .&lt;br /&gt;I think I got his name right.&lt;br /&gt;well, I'll be waiting for the second part. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, Im not really sure I'll be at home.&lt;br /&gt;However, I wont be home on  &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/span&gt; morning to say my goodbyes to you people so that was why I send all those testimonials :D&lt;br /&gt;Just to let you know ,&lt;br /&gt;My plane is taking off around 8.30pm?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, will be at &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHANGI AIRPORT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at 6plus?&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHANGI AIRPORT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVEEEE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that place sooo much [:&lt;br /&gt;well, at least Im going there on Wednesday:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright then.&lt;br /&gt;Last of all,&lt;br /&gt;Wishing all of you a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MERRY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;CHRISTMAS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-2175743740996537315?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/2175743740996537315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/2175743740996537315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2006/12/bang-leaving-in-2-days-time.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-5296030763034121830</id><published>2006-12-15T21:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T21:50:05.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BANG !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today. I didnt go for my ballet.&lt;br /&gt;Had dental check up so I missed it today but will be going tmr :/&lt;br /&gt;Im so tired.&lt;br /&gt;ohh, I just found my last book of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;LURLENE MACDANIELS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so happy.&lt;br /&gt;oohh, its sad too.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda cried many times until my mum had to put me away from the book and go out for breakfast . [;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Im gonna go to &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;LIANG COURT&lt;/span&gt; for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;LOVEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that place, espescially the RAMEN :D&lt;br /&gt;ohwells, Im getting my Japanese magazine toos. Cant wait.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, Im gonna pack my things :DDD&lt;br /&gt;oh and I finish writing a letter to &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;takuro .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive gotta get change soon after blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, there wont be any TENNIS : (&lt;br /&gt;because MIKEEE is on away for holiday .&lt;br /&gt;ohmann, I really wanna play some&lt;em&gt; BALLS&lt;/em&gt; right now (:&lt;br /&gt;dont think &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DIRT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;EHHH :P&lt;br /&gt;then after that, I'll be going for ballet then go watch movie with my &lt;em&gt;dearest&lt;/em&gt; cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ERAGONNNN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;that guy is cuteee :)&lt;br /&gt;Dont steal. [;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells, Im gonna change now.&lt;br /&gt;ta-ta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;;;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-5296030763034121830?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/5296030763034121830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/5296030763034121830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2006/12/bang-today.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-2858632742994944719</id><published>2006-12-15T00:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T00:21:20.558-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BANG !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came home from RAFFLES CITY with my aunt.&lt;br /&gt;We went out to eat lunch : D&lt;br /&gt;yummy. the noodles were great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmann, Ive to go and watch my YOUTUBE now.&lt;br /&gt;The show is starting.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Im proud of being addicted to YOUTUBE !&lt;br /&gt;: DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;;;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-2858632742994944719?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/2858632742994944719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/2858632742994944719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2006/12/bang-i-just-came-home-from-raffles-city.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-5261453986736550936</id><published>2006-12-13T23:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T23:39:50.031-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BANG !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant stand it.&lt;br /&gt;Im uberrr busy and the &lt;em&gt;stpuid&lt;/em&gt; thing still cant get off my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its&lt;/em&gt; always there.&lt;br /&gt;Hitting me in my head.&lt;br /&gt;I simply just want to forget &lt;em&gt;it&lt;/em&gt; totally, completely.&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;em&gt;it&lt;/em&gt; just keeps on coming back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here, Im telling myself,&lt;br /&gt;how stupid I was back then.&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt even believe that I actually KNOW you.&lt;br /&gt;TELL you the truth.&lt;br /&gt;I was bloody stupid.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't believe it, I actually fall for that stupid trick of yours.&lt;br /&gt;you know, right now.&lt;br /&gt;I really dont feel like even talking to you AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you are some piece of shit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I really feel like throwing you a bucket of water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;like seriously, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;STOP it .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dont come asking me why I havent been online for a few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dont come asking me when am I going for my tuition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dont come asking me where am I going out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dont come asking me if you wanna follow me go out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dont come tagging along with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dont come and ruin my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dont let me see you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dont .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Im dying here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just leave me alone for once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I cannot believe that I actually fall for you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-5261453986736550936?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/5261453986736550936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/5261453986736550936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2006/12/bang-i-cant-stand-it.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-5179318244035640337</id><published>2006-12-13T08:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T08:51:31.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BANG !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been a loooong time : DD&lt;br /&gt;Im going to holiday in 6days, and Im sooooo excited .&lt;br /&gt;heh, I havent pack my stuffs yet :/&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow, Im gonna buy school books and having tuition too.&lt;br /&gt;havent done her work :/&lt;br /&gt;thats why tomorrow Im not going to work in my mum's office :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mann, Im soo overly tired right now.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch TEEEEVEEE : D&lt;br /&gt;and sleep right now.&lt;br /&gt;so, buhbyeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEEYAHHH.&lt;br /&gt;tata~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;;;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-5179318244035640337?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/5179318244035640337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/5179318244035640337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2006/12/bang-its-been-loooong-time-dd-im-going.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-4617423965466074904</id><published>2006-12-11T14:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T22:24:55.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BANG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is so hot and sunny.&lt;br /&gt;its nice to have myself sleeping in a air conditioned room :DD&lt;br /&gt;hmm, feeling really sleppy.&lt;br /&gt;I'll go and sleep after blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beh, just eaten my lunch and POCKY(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;POCKYs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; are LOVEEEEE okay.&lt;br /&gt;who can't resist them ? ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peeessh,&lt;br /&gt;I wont be home for a long time. I'm gonna be &lt;em&gt;working&lt;/em&gt; in my dad's office&lt;br /&gt; for a couple of days except Thursdays ((;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, on Thursday,&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna meet YANLING dear to return her anime DVD[:&lt;br /&gt;shes so meaaan, made me get addicted to the show and now Im searching for YINING!&lt;br /&gt;I need her to give me the link to the whatever website they have for me to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;load the movie.&lt;br /&gt;okay. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;If I continue this crapping. I'll bet I wont have time to sleeep :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NINEmoredays till &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; HOLIDAY ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright,&lt;br /&gt;my eyelids are heavy.&lt;br /&gt;SEEEYAHHH.&lt;br /&gt;tata~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;;;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-4617423965466074904?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/4617423965466074904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/4617423965466074904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2006/12/bang-today-is-so-hot-and-sunny.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-179382348079796993</id><published>2006-12-06T22:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T01:05:44.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BANG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, what a nice feeling to post right now.&lt;br /&gt;with the rain outside.&lt;br /&gt;pitter-patter(:&lt;br /&gt;well, the bad news is,&lt;br /&gt;Im having &lt;strong&gt;FLU&lt;/strong&gt; right now.&lt;br /&gt;my voice is &lt;em&gt;changed&lt;/em&gt; and I have running nose:D&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been watching the anime recently.&lt;br /&gt;very VERY INTERESTING:D&lt;br /&gt;Although, Im not an &lt;em&gt;anime-FANCY&lt;/em&gt; person,&lt;br /&gt;its CUTE and adorable(:&lt;br /&gt;it made me laugh at some parts.&lt;br /&gt;ohwell,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poof.&lt;br /&gt;Later, Im gonna have my tuition.&lt;br /&gt;I havent finish her work yet, Im doing it right&lt;em&gt; now&lt;/em&gt;/&lt;br /&gt;multi-tasking(:&lt;br /&gt;heh, can't wait for today to be over.&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna cut my hair tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;:DD snip all those long ones.&lt;br /&gt;Since its after the &lt;strong&gt;R&lt;/strong&gt;ECITAL, my hair needs a new makeover(:&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to get SNIP * CUT !:D&lt;br /&gt;Exciting. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;alright, enough of the crapping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh, speaking of &lt;strong&gt;R&lt;/strong&gt;ECITAL,&lt;br /&gt;I've got some pictures here.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I dont really have &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; the pictures ;;&lt;br /&gt;some are with my dad and friends:D&lt;br /&gt;here, let me share with you(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/RXe5j39uKHI/AAAAAAAAABM/3qBXr1cQdYU/s1600-h/P1010367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005673536814983282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/RXe5j39uKHI/AAAAAAAAABM/3qBXr1cQdYU/s320/P1010367.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; thats me and ANISA:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/RXe5Tn9uKGI/AAAAAAAAABE/4mWYMg1mjRU/s1600-h/960848038s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005673257642109026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/RXe5Tn9uKGI/AAAAAAAAABE/4mWYMg1mjRU/s320/960848038s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ME and VANESSA :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/RXe5PH9uKFI/AAAAAAAAAA8/SRhOBs-w8xA/s1600-h/937665375l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005673180332697682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/RXe5PH9uKFI/AAAAAAAAAA8/SRhOBs-w8xA/s320/937665375l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was the begining pose;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/RXe5KH9uKEI/AAAAAAAAAA0/g0H2rTcr0vg/s1600-h/744726310l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005673094433351746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/RXe5KH9uKEI/AAAAAAAAAA0/g0H2rTcr0vg/s320/744726310l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me and LEONG [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/RXe5FX9uKDI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Md-nm60nLu4/s1600-h/501149239l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005673012828973106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/RXe5FX9uKDI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Md-nm60nLu4/s320/501149239l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;group picture(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/RXe5B39uKCI/AAAAAAAAAAk/QXMOi8Qxy_k/s1600-h/452394894l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005672952699430946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/RXe5B39uKCI/AAAAAAAAAAk/QXMOi8Qxy_k/s320/452394894l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another one with the special GUEST :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/RXe48X9uKBI/AAAAAAAAAAc/md_358Wss5U/s1600-h/1651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005672858210150418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/RXe48X9uKBI/AAAAAAAAAAc/md_358Wss5U/s320/1651.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and ANISA again(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This post is sure gonna take a lot of space of my blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Alright, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-179382348079796993?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/179382348079796993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/179382348079796993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2006/12/bang-hmm-what-nice-feeling-to-post.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IAjabuhihZs/RXe5j39uKHI/AAAAAAAAABM/3qBXr1cQdYU/s72-c/P1010367.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-1363044501403544656</id><published>2006-12-05T22:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T22:34:12.594-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BANG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm,&lt;br /&gt;I guess my blog is kinda dead?!&lt;br /&gt;Decided to change its 'clothes' heh.&lt;br /&gt;Im currently very very lazy to blog. So many things to say.&lt;br /&gt;hmm, DANCE RECITAL was over(:&lt;br /&gt;it was fun! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwell, I finished my japanese test sucessfully but about the results...&lt;br /&gt;heh, not too sure of it though,&lt;br /&gt;the results will only be released in March07.&lt;br /&gt;how about that yeah? SOOOOO LOOOOONG! &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im very piss today.&lt;br /&gt;There are so many insects flying here and everywhere...&lt;br /&gt;make me so itchyfied! LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;alright, I really have no mood to blog now.&lt;br /&gt;Catch me some other time~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;;;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-1363044501403544656?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/1363044501403544656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/1363044501403544656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2006/12/bang-hmm-i-guess-my-blog-is-kinda-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309217.post-3409839877712176066</id><published>2006-11-27T18:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T02:02:33.334-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BANG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;OH, I NEED TO TELL EVERYONE THIS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;IM CURRENTLY WATCHING ANIME :DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;SURPRISE HUH?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;MY FRIEND INTRODUCED IT TO ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;HMM, WASNT QUITE BAD AS I THOUGHT (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala,&lt;br /&gt;Im so the very tired (:&lt;br /&gt;My dad just reboot my whole entire computer,&lt;br /&gt;and boy, Im so loving it right now :DDD&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems so &lt;em&gt;clean&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh, cannot finish watching my show in youtube...):&lt;br /&gt;The person also has some trouble uploading the videos,&lt;br /&gt;so I guess I have to wait till tomorrow :D&lt;br /&gt;I've got a feeling that its getting sadder and I'll try not to cry.                    &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hope so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, Im really lazy to blog right now.&lt;br /&gt;I've got my japanese test to study for which is like on SUNDAY!&lt;br /&gt;Im really nervous!!!&lt;br /&gt;ohwell, at least the RECITAL is coming...&lt;br /&gt;LALALA:DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;-pearlynleong&lt;/u&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;please tell me which day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;you want to drop by my house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and I'll be really glad to lend you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Inform me early kay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;LOVE YOU DEAR:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;;;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11309217-3409839877712176066?l=sassysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/3409839877712176066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11309217/posts/default/3409839877712176066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassysecret.blogspot.com/2006/11/bang-oh-i-need-to-tell-everyone-this-im.html' title=''/><author><name>moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140491061922723736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
