<?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-1424455194858833007</id><updated>2011-10-15T11:57:33.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>history</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>623</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-5254407559492550400</id><published>2009-01-04T21:11:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T16:57:01.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No need to say goodbye</title><content type='html'>There are so many things i want to say but first things first...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY AHLENG GUGU(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the next thing is to Abs, thanks for telling me so much info on God and the end of the world. Im starting to believe but like what i said, i will not make a choice to commit myself to God until i see it for myself. But i do hope that the end of the world will not come so soon. There are so many things i wanna do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, my outing for today. Woke up early in the morning to go eat dim sum at the rotating restaurant. The last time i went there as more than 12 years ago, hahas. Its my lunch too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, went to ahma's house to watch &lt;b&gt;A Cinderella Story.&lt;/b&gt; Its been so long since i last watch the movie and watching it reminded how pretty Hilary Duff is. Yeah, i agree that she is one of the best looking disney actress/singer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out in the eveing to some restaurant to eat dinner. Played murderer. Then lots of hugs and kisses. Tomorrow, V&amp;amp;N will be going back Germany. Since all of us dont know whats our sch schedule will be like, we were all afriad to be not able to sent them off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we kept hugging. Hugs in the restaurant, outside the restaurant, in the car, outside ahma's house... I will miss them so, so much. Although its only a short 2 weeks, but i had so much fun with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We always cry when its time to see them go back to Germany. But when i was in Sec 1, i didnt. Maybe its because for once, its us leaving them, not them leaving us. I thought i had grown up and matured but no. Today, i cried a little in the car. Like i said, though its only 2 weeks, we had tons of fun. Some as listed below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amy Winehouse's thick eyeliner.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V wanted to show me how to makeup when she heard that Singaporeans cant wear makeup to school (You should see how shock she was.) So i asked her if i can do the winged eyeliner for her and the result looks like... like... AMY WINEHOUSE!! Though its more uglier, hahas. We laugh like hell that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;See you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N: See you at (i thought she was going to say next year but she surprised me) the webcam.&lt;/blockquote&gt;The adults were like, whats there to hug? Whats there to cry? Well, excuse me that we are much closer than you are to your cousins lor. I treasure kinship alot. Nowadays, many of my friends dont even like their own relatives! Cant imagine without Abs and Zec (though he's a pain in the neck) and the rest of them in my life. They are like my best friends or maybe even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To quote from N, &lt;em&gt;"When we're in Singapore, we'll miss our friends. When we are back there, we'll miss you guys."&lt;/em&gt; Yes, you cant have the best of both worlds so i rather them go back. Friendships are fragile but kinship, to me, is everlasting. I will miss them, definitely but we have our own lives to walk and sometimes, we must learn how to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SWC8UAVhAwI/AAAAAAAAB6s/Tsita-pGXT0/s1600-h/Image029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287433014406611714" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SWC8UAVhAwI/AAAAAAAAB6s/Tsita-pGXT0/s320/Image029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Look at how cute we all were! Guess which one is me! Answer will be revealed at the end of the post)&lt;br /&gt;That photo was taken 6 years ago, when we were so young. Without looking photos, we wouldnt think we had change THAT much but in reality, we did. We grow up together and have grown so much. Now i have to tiptoe slightly to hug N. Our characters changed slightly but we've grown stronger too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will always remember the late night movies, the crazy shopping addiction, that friggin' "awesome" makeup and those late night talks(:&lt;br /&gt;I had sucha good holiday. And though, i keep extracting time to go out with V&amp;N, i didnt finish my hol hmk, it was worth it. I wouldnt miss it for anything in the world :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I simply had to add this in for a laugh... *DRUMS ROLL PLEASE!!!!*&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:35;"&gt;AMY WINEHOUSE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(WOULD YOU PLEASE LOOK AT HER EYELINER???? LMAO!!!)&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SWDBRp2KpQI/AAAAAAAAB68/65E17gTvBW8/s1600-h/amy_winehouse0423081_nc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287438471567942914" style="WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SWDBRp2KpQI/AAAAAAAAB68/65E17gTvBW8/s320/amy_winehouse0423081_nc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/minime.swf" height="68" width="160" style="width:160px;height:68px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/minime.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="TL" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="myid=16929195&amp;path=2009/01/04&amp;mycolor=F7F7F5&amp;mycolor2=B88DB1&amp;mycolor3=F0C9EA&amp;autoplay=false&amp;rand=0&amp;f=4&amp;vol=100&amp;pat=0&amp;grad=false"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Just because everything's changing&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't mean it's never&lt;br /&gt;Been this way before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll come back&lt;br /&gt;When it's over&lt;br /&gt;No need to say good bye&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM THE ONE IN PURPLE AND WAS SUPER WHITE! OMG, WOULD YOU LOOK AT THAT DARN HAIRSTYLE I HAD????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-5254407559492550400?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/5254407559492550400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=5254407559492550400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/5254407559492550400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/5254407559492550400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2009/01/no-need-to-say-goodbye.html' title='No need to say goodbye'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SWC8UAVhAwI/AAAAAAAAB6s/Tsita-pGXT0/s72-c/Image029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-5498968351043641762</id><published>2009-01-03T17:36:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T22:14:16.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homework dash</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/minime.swf" height="68" width="160" style="width:160px;height:68px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/minime.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="myid=16883392&amp;path=2009/01/03&amp;mycolor=485D6E&amp;mycolor2=E6E6E6&amp;mycolor3=FF430F&amp;autoplay=false&amp;rand=0&amp;f=4&amp;vol=100&amp;pat=0&amp;grad=false"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song for today: &lt;strong&gt;1000 ocean by Tokio Hotel&lt;/strong&gt; (Im currently crazy over this song! Its supposed to be in German but they have an English version. How cool!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been studying for the last 2 days. On fri, i went to the esplanade with Charlene to find scores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SV8zVMToFqI/AAAAAAAAB6c/ESO-pJGiOfc/s1600-h/Image030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287000926730065570" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SV8zVMToFqI/AAAAAAAAB6c/ESO-pJGiOfc/s320/Image030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SV8zUwF9TnI/AAAAAAAAB6U/OhJI63Xceag/s1600-h/Image031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287000919156543090" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SV8zUwF9TnI/AAAAAAAAB6U/OhJI63Xceag/s320/Image031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the CDs that i listened. It was so goooooood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SV8zU6TUTXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/HELVAOX2K2c/s1600-h/Image032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287000921896930674" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SV8zU6TUTXI/AAAAAAAAB6M/HELVAOX2K2c/s320/Image032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which we went to study in the library. See the mountain of books below? I borrowed 8 books and had a difficult time bringing them back. But im happy cause i found the first book in the Blue Bloods novel. Happy me(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love Tampines Library! So many Melissa De La Cruz books ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SV8y6WYtFbI/AAAAAAAAB5s/Q9O9It9tMlU/s1600-h/Image033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287000465579251122" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SV8y6WYtFbI/AAAAAAAAB5s/Q9O9It9tMlU/s320/Image033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to Changi Airport to study today. Sat by the fountain and did my SS. Yes, ITS FINALLY COMPLETED!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SV8y6PeuAlI/AAAAAAAAB5k/C71Nq5E_2EQ/s1600-h/Image034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287000463725429330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SV8y6PeuAlI/AAAAAAAAB5k/C71Nq5E_2EQ/s320/Image034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SV8y5zhk6OI/AAAAAAAAB5c/v3aDLawvehY/s1600-h/Image035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287000456221223138" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SV8y5zhk6OI/AAAAAAAAB5c/v3aDLawvehY/s320/Image035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SV8y5vK_ppI/AAAAAAAAB5U/uAPz0bUuf8E/s1600-h/Image036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287000455052764818" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SV8y5vK_ppI/AAAAAAAAB5U/uAPz0bUuf8E/s320/Image036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My chem!! I copied the answers until i have no more mood to copy anymore. Then, i forced XX to buy chocolates from Candy Empire. Yumyum! But we got cheated lor. The cadbury chocolate is like twice the cost of the chocolate which is twice of its size! Wonder if you understand what i meant...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to foodcourt to eat some chinese cusine. The chee chong fun is awesome(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SV8y5iz6HWI/AAAAAAAAB5M/BqmlYm1k2jk/s1600-h/Image037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287000451734707554" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SV8y5iz6HWI/AAAAAAAAB5M/BqmlYm1k2jk/s320/Image037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proceed to Mc and i did a bit of my chinese. God, im so gonna die on mon cause Mrs Tan is our home tutor who is also our maths/amaths teacher AND I HAVENT GODDAMN FINISH ANY OF MY MATHS HOMEWORK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. Ive been eating tons of chocolate for the past few days and a pimple finally erupted... at the back of my neck!! Its so frigging irritating and i want to scratch it so much but noooo! Its common knowledge that you should never scratch a pimple so i have to endure that irritation ))))))))):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will post my xmas and flyer pics by tomorrow, hopefully cause im going MIA soon. Cya then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-5498968351043641762?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/5498968351043641762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=5498968351043641762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/5498968351043641762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/5498968351043641762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2009/01/homework-dash.html' title='Homework dash'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SV8zVMToFqI/AAAAAAAAB6c/ESO-pJGiOfc/s72-c/Image030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-8373400674735293424</id><published>2009-01-01T12:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T12:56:40.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/minime.swf" height="68" width="160" style="width:160px;height:68px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/minime.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="myid=16798026&amp;path=2008/12/31&amp;mycolor=FFDE69&amp;mycolor2=FFF8DB&amp;mycolor3=DB2323&amp;autoplay=false&amp;rand=0&amp;f=4&amp;vol=100&amp;pat=0&amp;grad=false"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song for today: &lt;strong&gt;About a girl by The Academy Is...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEDTIME STORIES ROCKS!&lt;br /&gt;So damn funny. Caught it at the cinema the day before yesterday and im debating to watch online or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, happy new year!! &lt;s&gt;This year&lt;/s&gt; Last year, i didnt stay up all night till 12am (which i did in 2007, playing maplestory =.=) cause im so darn tired and i really need to get up early to do my hmk. But then, i woke up at 11am this morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im going out AGAIN tmr and i seriously hope i can somehow get all my hmk done. If not, im dead shit T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-8373400674735293424?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/8373400674735293424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=8373400674735293424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/8373400674735293424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/8373400674735293424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009.html' title='2009'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-6996478314752833066</id><published>2008-12-29T15:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T16:01:35.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cause i gotta know what made me unbeautiful</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/minime.swf" height="68" width="160" style="width:160px;height:68px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/minime.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="myid=16688387&amp;path=2008/12/29&amp;mycolor=FCFDFF&amp;mycolor2=BBCAFA&amp;mycolor3=83BFFF&amp;autoplay=false&amp;rand=0&amp;f=4&amp;vol=100&amp;pat=0&amp;grad=false"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song for today: &lt;strong&gt;Unbeautiful by Lesley Roy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CCA IS CANCELLED FOR TOMORROW!!!&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to do my chinese today but i have no writing paper. So im gonna do my SS. Ew. My dislike for SS is like Maths. If you get it, you'll have alot to write. If you dont, you can get stoned for hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn cause right now, its the latter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-6996478314752833066?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/6996478314752833066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=6996478314752833066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/6996478314752833066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/6996478314752833066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/12/cause-i-gotta-know-what-made-me.html' title='Cause i gotta know what made me unbeautiful'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-9001965991521603029</id><published>2008-12-28T21:38:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T16:43:43.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna be the one to walk in the sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/minime.swf" height="68" width="160" style="width:160px;height:68px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/minime.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="myid=16689858&amp;path=2008/12/29&amp;mycolor=16051F&amp;mycolor2=F7B2C6&amp;mycolor3=660621&amp;autoplay=false&amp;rand=0&amp;f=4&amp;vol=100&amp;pat=0&amp;grad=false"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song for today: &lt;strong&gt;Girls just wanna have fun by Miley&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so effing tired. Will do a quick post before i catch zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out on Sat to meet up with my cousins and aunt at Bugis. Ate KFC before proceeding to SHOPPING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVeGqaWAwkI/AAAAAAAAB3k/qwcD16zeBvQ/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284840750926840386" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVeGqaWAwkI/AAAAAAAAB3k/qwcD16zeBvQ/s320/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tee-shirt&lt;em&gt; "Dont blame me! My evil twin did it!"&lt;/em&gt; is probably very familiar to all Singaporeans but not to my German cousins. We were walking when i saw the t-shirt and it suited them so, so much! Hahas. And they bought the pair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVeGj2m5a3I/AAAAAAAAB3c/lk8flhrz2II/s1600-h/Image011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284840638254771058" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVeGj2m5a3I/AAAAAAAAB3c/lk8flhrz2II/s320/Image011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVeGjrnKvCI/AAAAAAAAB3U/cWBQ8XLNtu0/s1600-h/Image013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284840635303115810" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVeGjrnKvCI/AAAAAAAAB3U/cWBQ8XLNtu0/s320/Image013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVeG5vpb7KI/AAAAAAAAB30/ARnLN4mttfY/s1600-h/Image010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284841014343494818" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVeG5vpb7KI/AAAAAAAAB30/ARnLN4mttfY/s320/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVeG5P0O01I/AAAAAAAAB3s/Kc8aQ_BzHNw/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284841005798839122" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVeG5P0O01I/AAAAAAAAB3s/Kc8aQ_BzHNw/s320/Image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, for the umpteen time, THEY ARE TWINS! Even the sales girl was saying they dont look like it.&lt;br /&gt;Slacked for awhile before going to FEP at night. Suddenly, there were so many more things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to come back next time to buy the stuffs. And we went to Starbucks to drink coffee. It was super duper cramped. We went to two different stores and we still ended up waiting. But we managed to find seats for the eight of us in the end. Took pics while waiting for our drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVeGNNtbWNI/AAAAAAAAB28/SozCnj3Pnig/s1600-h/Image019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284840249319184594" style="WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVeGNNtbWNI/AAAAAAAAB28/SozCnj3Pnig/s320/Image019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVeGMurFl1I/AAAAAAAAB2s/bnutW6nd9DU/s1600-h/Image017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284840240987871058" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVeGMurFl1I/AAAAAAAAB2s/bnutW6nd9DU/s320/Image017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVeGNCtc_cI/AAAAAAAAB3E/PE82NhEXHCY/s1600-h/Image021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284840246366502338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVeGNCtc_cI/AAAAAAAAB3E/PE82NhEXHCY/s320/Image021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVeGNWZxZ4I/AAAAAAAAB3M/jph3OkuC8Ag/s1600-h/Image0210.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284840251652663170" style="WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVeGNWZxZ4I/AAAAAAAAB3M/jph3OkuC8Ag/s320/Image0210.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hahas, i edited it on my hp!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284840245243082402" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVeGM-hm9qI/AAAAAAAAB20/yzlWXkca1VI/s320/Image018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the coffee came! Mine, on the left, was Chocolate cream chip Frappe while the right was Caramel (something) Frappe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVeJkm_OyTI/AAAAAAAAB4E/EKEjHybQyw8/s1600-h/Image020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284843949776619826" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVeJkm_OyTI/AAAAAAAAB4E/EKEjHybQyw8/s320/Image020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So worth the wait. I like the caramel but the coffee taste is stronger than compared to the chocolate which is why i prefer the chocolate one. There was another, called Green Tea Frappe, and it was goooood. Even I, who dont really like green tea, have to admit that it was fantastic. Tasted like ice cream &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at my sister enjoying the drink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVeEErxWVQI/AAAAAAAAB0U/IJeVzRXU_XE/s1600-h/Image023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284837903746618626" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVeEErxWVQI/AAAAAAAAB0U/IJeVzRXU_XE/s320/Image023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taa-daa, i sucked all of the whipped cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVeJkSSAFII/AAAAAAAAB38/rLEvbwhfJ0c/s1600-h/Image022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284843944218203266" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVeJkSSAFII/AAAAAAAAB38/rLEvbwhfJ0c/s320/Image022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVeEETp76PI/AAAAAAAAB0M/f2NJ46ygqro/s1600-h/Image024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284837897273075954" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVeEETp76PI/AAAAAAAAB0M/f2NJ46ygqro/s320/Image024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVeEEOaQeAI/AAAAAAAAB0E/ziCICFRWBIc/s1600-h/Image025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284837895865137154" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVeEEOaQeAI/AAAAAAAAB0E/ziCICFRWBIc/s320/Image025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVeD4DqVp_I/AAAAAAAABz8/7b9-6XUL4Uo/s1600-h/Image026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284837686821365746" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVeD4DqVp_I/AAAAAAAABz8/7b9-6XUL4Uo/s320/Image026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVeD310GyHI/AAAAAAAABz0/iwKtSPXTLco/s1600-h/Image027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284837683104237682" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVeD310GyHI/AAAAAAAABz0/iwKtSPXTLco/s320/Image027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVeD3lciERI/AAAAAAAABzs/vhjTJPd0tPs/s1600-h/Image028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284837678710395154" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVeD3lciERI/AAAAAAAABzs/vhjTJPd0tPs/s320/Image028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVeD20XH63I/AAAAAAAABzk/NLwYReYhics/s1600-h/Image029.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVeD2u-bAcI/AAAAAAAABzc/vkL9XljFp2o/s1600-h/Image0210.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Went back to my grandma's house and watch movies! Nina and Sam were watching Twilight on computer while the rest was watching Road To College Trip DVD. Quite funny. Slept at around 1plus, again though the two who were watching Twilight slept much later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear, Sam is crazy over Twilight and Robert Pattison. She have not read the book but had watched the movie and said it was really good. I bet the book is 1000x much better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early this morning and ate my breakfast. Played Tai-ti (however you spell it) and it was awesome! Zec managed to lose 11x straight while Nina&amp;amp;Sam won 4x straight. As for me&amp;amp;Vanessa, we got 4 of a kind and it was 4 As!! Omg. So cool. (But later on, Vanessa managed to get straight flush!! How lucky is that??) Went to FEP to buy clothes after lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought this black cardigan. I liked the other design but it does not suits me at all )): Vanessa bought this super pretty grey cardigan. Its those kind of winter clothes. I love it so much but if i wear it in Singapore, i will die of heatstroke. And hell, the clothes are so, so expensive. Sighs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end off this post, here's two pics of a "doll house" we made last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVeEQNykxtI/AAAAAAAAB1M/aEZV-inO-n8/s1600-h/Image016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284838101857126098" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVeEQNykxtI/AAAAAAAAB1M/aEZV-inO-n8/s320/Image016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVeEiVX00DI/AAAAAAAAB1U/ruyA90S1fs4/s1600-h/Image015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284838413130059826" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVeEiVX00DI/AAAAAAAAB1U/ruyA90S1fs4/s320/Image015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-9001965991521603029?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/9001965991521603029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=9001965991521603029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/9001965991521603029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/9001965991521603029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-so-effing-tired.html' title='I wanna be the one to walk in the sun'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVeGqaWAwkI/AAAAAAAAB3k/qwcD16zeBvQ/s72-c/Image004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-2973426734288151143</id><published>2008-12-27T09:17:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T16:10:08.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You change your mind like a girl changes clothes</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/minime.swf" height="68" width="160" style="width:160px;height:68px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/minime.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="myid=16689090&amp;path=2008/12/29&amp;mycolor=846EBB&amp;mycolor2=A599C5&amp;mycolor3=BEB2DA&amp;autoplay=false&amp;rand=0&amp;f=4&amp;vol=100&amp;pat=0&amp;grad=false"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;Song of the day: &lt;strong&gt;Hot n Cold by Katy Perry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HELLO(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to cut my hair yesterday... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVWE8KFw05I/AAAAAAAABzM/y2rPpsb5NIo/s1600-h/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284275906824688530" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVWE8KFw05I/AAAAAAAABzM/y2rPpsb5NIo/s320/Image006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahas, can you believe it?? I cut my hair so short!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scroll down to see somemore!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVWE8eJ46uI/AAAAAAAABzU/4rOrAMNOzss/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284275912210705122" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVWE8eJ46uI/AAAAAAAABzU/4rOrAMNOzss/s320/Image007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVWChdGcb-I/AAAAAAAABys/KC5jErXxWiw/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lols, i tricked ya! The person layered until can become short hair! The more i look at my "short hair", the more i feel like cutting it. Its been about a year since i cut short hair )):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mummy spent $30 on me to cut my hair. The person cut, wash, blow dry straight and do treatment. Too bad my hair not straight anymore, if not can see the pretty layers clearer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will not blog about Xmas first. Wait till i get pictures from all of them! Show you my sunglasses first!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVWCbCXEddI/AAAAAAAAByE/oltivazJ6aM/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284273138790856146" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVWCbCXEddI/AAAAAAAAByE/oltivazJ6aM/s320/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pretty Vanessa. She wears it more nicely than me lor! So pretty until i put it as my phone's wallpaper. Model pretty but m0st importantly, the photographer must know how to take it. In this case, the photographer is me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVWCbHfNAEI/AAAAAAAAByM/KPPMI_hmabY/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284273140167147586" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVWCbHfNAEI/AAAAAAAAByM/KPPMI_hmabY/s320/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heehee, samantha(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVWCbYbediI/AAAAAAAAByU/20tR5YLQ2ps/s1600-h/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284273144714917410" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVWCbYbediI/AAAAAAAAByU/20tR5YLQ2ps/s320/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVWChlz0U-I/AAAAAAAABy0/kiIoY-7upH0/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284273251385889762" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVWChlz0U-I/AAAAAAAABy0/kiIoY-7upH0/s320/Image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OKOK! ME TURN!! Hahas, im wearing my pjs &gt;&lt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVWCiMx5uQI/AAAAAAAABzE/FSUfdNxmdHI/s1600-h/Image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVWCh7vHwVI/AAAAAAAABy8/ga-Jh5KVMXg/s1600-h/Image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284273257271771474" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVWCh7vHwVI/AAAAAAAABy8/ga-Jh5KVMXg/s320/Image009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats it for now. Am going out today so more pictureeeees! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-2973426734288151143?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/2973426734288151143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=2973426734288151143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/2973426734288151143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/2973426734288151143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/12/cause-youre-hot-and-youre-cold.html' title='You change your mind like a girl changes clothes'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVWE8KFw05I/AAAAAAAABzM/y2rPpsb5NIo/s72-c/Image006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-3053906180794299771</id><published>2008-12-25T09:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T09:36:13.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So here's to the bday boy who saved our lives</title><content type='html'>Merry Xmas everyone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Christmas Must Be Something More - Taylor Swift.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aUYNm12nHw4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aUYNm12nHw4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&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/1424455194858833007-3053906180794299771?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/3053906180794299771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=3053906180794299771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/3053906180794299771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/3053906180794299771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/12/25dec.html' title='So here&apos;s to the bday boy who saved our lives'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-6887127166156672808</id><published>2008-12-24T19:36:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T16:05:24.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who said that i cant wear my converse with my dress</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/minime.swf" height="68" width="160" style="width:160px;height:68px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/minime.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="myid=16688961&amp;path=2008/12/29&amp;mycolor=F7839E&amp;mycolor2=E66C8A&amp;mycolor3=EAC8C7&amp;autoplay=false&amp;rand=0&amp;f=4&amp;vol=100&amp;pat=0&amp;grad=false"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song for today: &lt;strong&gt;Lala land by Demi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to meet up with Charlene to go to esplanade today but due to certain circumstances, i went birthday shopping alone instead. There are only 2 people's present which i havent buy yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, daddy suddenly brought me to the phone store to buy a new handphone today!! Gosh, it was so surprising. I thought i would be phoneless for at least a year or so. I never asked him for a new handphone either. When i asked him why he wants to buy for me, he said its my christmas present. He NEVER EVER buy christmas/bday present since eons ago. So it means alot to me(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when the women took the phone out i was super skeptical and asked her, "Which year is this released?" Turns out to be around April this year. Ive never seen anyone with this model... But its quite ok. Though its long, its slim. And beggars cant be choosers so im glad that i have a phone. &lt;br /&gt;The secondary camera, to my disappointment, cannot be use for taking pictures. Its for video calls. So, ALICIA YOU MUST CALL ME SOMETIME TO LET ME TRY MY NEW FEATURE CAUSE YOU ARE THE ONLY ONE I KNOW WHICH THIS FUNCTION TOO :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, its 3120 classic and my phone is white in colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVIgHbaEeJI/AAAAAAAABx8/HzMX5E33Mxs/s1600-h/nokia-3120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283320624847288466" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVIgHbaEeJI/AAAAAAAABx8/HzMX5E33Mxs/s320/nokia-3120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-6887127166156672808?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/6887127166156672808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=6887127166156672808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/6887127166156672808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/6887127166156672808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/12/who-said-that-i-cant-wear-my-converse.html' title='Who said that i cant wear my converse with my dress'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SVIgHbaEeJI/AAAAAAAABx8/HzMX5E33Mxs/s72-c/nokia-3120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-7246574970334306082</id><published>2008-12-23T20:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T23:11:40.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY shopping</title><content type='html'>Heya, im back from my CNY shopping trip!! &lt;br /&gt;(I will post about the flyer thing when i got the pics) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought this checkered purple dress. It cost me $35. A bit ex but it was worth it cause its thick and the material is pretty good. And its soooooooo prettayeeeee!! Too bad it doesnt look as good on me as compared to the model T.T &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its thick and my mom was complaining how am i going to tolerate during CNY cause many people are coming so its hot. But then, i still i love the dress (: I bought it in Bugis. Maybe i can wear it to my HK trip next year? (My aunt wants to bring me to HK. OMG SHOPPING TO THE MAX, MAN! But, its not confirmed...) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Far East Plaza. The things are damn expensive but so pretty! Seriously, if i have $1000 i would go to FEP or Bugis or JP (gosh, i love JP! So big with so many stores!!) etcetc. You get what i mean. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought this B-E-A-utiful sunglasses for only $12 at FEP. Its so hard to find shades that i like which are cheap too. Cass and PW bought some clothes there too. I love PW's slogan: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"(at the front of the shirt) Behind ever girl... (at the back of the shirt) is a guy checking her out!" &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahas, how cute can it be?? So thats basically all. Heh, im going to wear my shades sometime soon so i can take photos of it. I love it ^^ Btw, im so addicted to &lt;strong&gt;Just Dance by Lady Gaga&lt;/strong&gt;!I keep hearing it everywhere when i shopped in Bugis! Of course i knew the song wayyy before. Im sucha trendy person, lols &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(UPDATED: Just watched the news and thank god i took the flyer yesterday if not im going to be stuck up there until i climb down those ropes?? But it looks sooo cool! I mean how many times in your life do you get to do stuff like that, huh??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/Z2FPw4BGeJ/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/Z2FPw4BGeJ/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#E6E6E6;padding:1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0"  /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin:0;padding:0;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="EmbedSearchBox" /&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Search" style="font-size:12px;" /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top:3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;ek=Z2FPw4BGeJ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;ek=Z2FPw4BGeJ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;ek=Z2FPw4BGeJ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;ek=Z2FPw4BGeJ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/Z2FPw4BGeJ/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ladygaga/music/0AO2YqEt/lady_gaga_just_dance_ft_colby_odonis/"&gt;Just Dance ft. Colby ODonis - Lady Gaga&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-7246574970334306082?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/7246574970334306082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=7246574970334306082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/7246574970334306082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/7246574970334306082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/12/cny-shopping.html' title='CNY shopping'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-4497966192390710824</id><published>2008-12-22T15:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T15:48:12.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>V&amp;N</title><content type='html'>My cousins came to Singapore last Sat. They've changed so, so much since i last saw them in 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know. They are much taller, definetly. They are only 13 and have reached 165 and the other who is like taller than me?? Damn, im going to be the shortie in a few years time among my cousins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And their faces are much slimmer and their features are very defined now. So pretty. Even Ab has found a haircut suitable for her face and has say goodbye to her old chubby face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike me. I try to gain weight and all the weight concentrate on my face!! It used to be oval and now its round and i cant even cut bangs now!!! Wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, it was nice seeing V&amp;N. Nina was much braver. Within a few mins, she is totally used to us while Vanessa is more shy. She hardly talks though i managed to open her up during bedtime where we chatted until 1 plus, lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to Singapore Flyer later and having buffet for dinner(:&lt;br /&gt;Though i will miss 2 episodes of Little Nyona!!!&lt;br /&gt;Will post pictures, cross my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Cya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-4497966192390710824?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/4497966192390710824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=4497966192390710824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/4497966192390710824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/4497966192390710824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/12/v.html' title='V&amp;N'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-3589066462989319244</id><published>2008-12-18T14:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T14:21:26.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>melissa-delacruz.com</title><content type='html'>Just went to my lj acc to post something. Hahas, i wanted to post it here but its so insignificant and besides, its been months since i post at my lj site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, Melissa De La Cruz rocks(:&lt;br /&gt;Abs will know what im talking about ;DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the library yesterday to do homework with Charlene and i managed to finish half of my Amaths and Maths!! Would you believe that? Only a few hours and im almost on my way to saying buhbye to maths homework! If i am alone at home, i bet i wont be able to finish 5 questions at all =.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-3589066462989319244?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/3589066462989319244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=3589066462989319244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/3589066462989319244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/3589066462989319244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/12/melissa-delacruzcom.html' title='melissa-delacruz.com'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-865684932277108479</id><published>2008-12-16T16:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T16:17:17.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Invisible</title><content type='html'>I just realised yesterday that the bookshop will be closed from 12 dec onwards.&lt;br /&gt;I still havent buy a single thing yet... lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just watched &lt;strong&gt;Angus, Thongs and Perfect Snogging&lt;/strong&gt;. Really nice and super funny. Recommended for teenagers, hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/Lo-sMOgNBK/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/Lo-sMOgNBK/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#E6E6E6;padding:1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 0;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the song that i sang during sec 1 for the music test in front of the whole class!! I love this song so so much. I remembered that time internet dont even have this song except for her official web or something. People who asked me what song i choose and when i replied them, they dont know the song at all?? Hahas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-865684932277108479?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/865684932277108479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=865684932277108479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/865684932277108479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/865684932277108479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/12/invisible.html' title='Invisible'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-6662825363076793838</id><published>2008-12-15T13:20:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T13:53:16.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overdue photos</title><content type='html'>Lols, all these photos are like weeks before. The wedding was on 15Nov, and its also my sis bday (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the bride's dress. Super nice. Especially the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SUXsP7wNbGI/AAAAAAAABw8/pbfNLOpzyQo/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279885896643865698" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SUXsP7wNbGI/AAAAAAAABw8/pbfNLOpzyQo/s320/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SUXsQY9cggI/AAAAAAAABxE/amZ8z2rc5YY/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279885904484008450" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SUXsQY9cggI/AAAAAAAABxE/amZ8z2rc5YY/s320/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahas, in the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SUXsu0-qnZI/AAAAAAAABxs/gIWPM9TuByM/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279886427401395602" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SUXsu0-qnZI/AAAAAAAABxs/gIWPM9TuByM/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SUXsvC6fs3I/AAAAAAAABx0/_D3R6GWM_aI/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279886431141999474" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SUXsvC6fs3I/AAAAAAAABx0/_D3R6GWM_aI/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SUXsu4nxLAI/AAAAAAAABxk/fiu932HarTc/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279886428379098114" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SUXsu4nxLAI/AAAAAAAABxk/fiu932HarTc/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SUXsulUdkBI/AAAAAAAABxc/WdfcbsJd6rU/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279886423197847570" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SUXsulUdkBI/AAAAAAAABxc/WdfcbsJd6rU/s320/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love this photo! Its so, i dono, candid??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SUXsQsoB_lI/AAAAAAAABxM/uOEHk_9IOSs/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279885909762899538" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SUXsQsoB_lI/AAAAAAAABxM/uOEHk_9IOSs/s320/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh, will you believe it? He's my uncle. And he's younger than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SUXsPjlDPlI/AAAAAAAABw0/zgwMUuEQ_d0/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279885890154610258" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SUXsPjlDPlI/AAAAAAAABw0/zgwMUuEQ_d0/s320/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rachel~!! She took an awful long time before she was willing to talk/ take photos with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SUXsQ1u1lmI/AAAAAAAABxU/E3jhkLmqk80/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279885912207365730" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SUXsQ1u1lmI/AAAAAAAABxU/E3jhkLmqk80/s320/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her brother. So cute lor ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SUXr8yW0kxI/AAAAAAAABws/CvDg8mZJ1jk/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279885567703946002" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SUXr8yW0kxI/AAAAAAAABws/CvDg8mZJ1jk/s320/10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SUXr8vLz3tI/AAAAAAAABwk/cE9YJsIWsbs/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279885566852456146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SUXr8vLz3tI/AAAAAAAABwk/cE9YJsIWsbs/s320/11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amos!! I dont know how to spell his name, paiseh. So poor thing, his eyes blocked by Ab's finger, hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SUXr8Atz_2I/AAAAAAAABwc/GuXFfT5GHws/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279885554378604386" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SUXr8Atz_2I/AAAAAAAABwc/GuXFfT5GHws/s320/12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SUXr71Qu7oI/AAAAAAAABwU/lJss7Wli-MM/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279885551303847554" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SUXr71Qu7oI/AAAAAAAABwU/lJss7Wli-MM/s320/13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SUXr7lQJewI/AAAAAAAABwM/TWv8QiNfy8o/s1600-h/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279885547006425858" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SUXr7lQJewI/AAAAAAAABwM/TWv8QiNfy8o/s320/14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To end it off, NEVER EVER wear tube. The whole night, i was pulling the hems, trying to be discreet leh! It was my only formal outfit so i had to wear it. Lesson learnt, NEVER wear tube unless got zip, buttons, strings, whatever to make it tight. &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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, pictures from the cycling session with Shirleen &amp;amp; Xingxuan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SUXq44ntBEI/AAAAAAAABvE/bOt2IT5ZGAQ/s1600-h/00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279884401154262082" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SUXq44ntBEI/AAAAAAAABvE/bOt2IT5ZGAQ/s320/00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SUXq55qrkuI/AAAAAAAABvc/mUucdDOGzgs/s1600-h/03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279884418615055074" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SUXq55qrkuI/AAAAAAAABvc/mUucdDOGzgs/s320/03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SUXq5jA7_1I/AAAAAAAABvU/GFG9IHvNf_s/s1600-h/02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279884412534390610" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SUXq5jA7_1I/AAAAAAAABvU/GFG9IHvNf_s/s320/02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SUXq5KPnHzI/AAAAAAAABvM/voqFozhkOT8/s1600-h/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279884405885050674" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SUXq5KPnHzI/AAAAAAAABvM/voqFozhkOT8/s320/01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;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;So yeah, thats about it. There are so many more pictures which i have not received. XY lor, never online. &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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-6662825363076793838?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/6662825363076793838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=6662825363076793838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/6662825363076793838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/6662825363076793838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/12/overdue-photos.html' title='Overdue photos'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SUXsP7wNbGI/AAAAAAAABw8/pbfNLOpzyQo/s72-c/6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-6065197844211298470</id><published>2008-12-14T18:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T18:52:45.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz</title><content type='html'>Tagged by : yiling&lt;br /&gt;Name 20 people you can think of :&lt;br /&gt;1.Xinyi&lt;br /&gt;2.Yiling&lt;br /&gt;3.Sihui&lt;br /&gt;4.Shirleen&lt;br /&gt;5.Xingxuan&lt;br /&gt;6.Singyee&lt;br /&gt;7.Gladys&lt;br /&gt;8.Jiawen&lt;br /&gt;9.Thadshaa&lt;br /&gt;10.Peiwen&lt;br /&gt;11.Cassandra&lt;br /&gt;12.Shihching&lt;br /&gt;13.Sherie&lt;br /&gt;14.Sherry&lt;br /&gt;15.Chingrong&lt;br /&gt;16.Yinan&lt;br /&gt;17.Alicia&lt;br /&gt;19.Charlene&lt;br /&gt;20.Jean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How do uu meet #14 ? ( Sherry)- same class&lt;br /&gt;2. What would uu do if uu never meet #1 ? ( Xinyi )- Will never experience the meaning of connected.&lt;br /&gt;3. What happens if 9 and 20 are fated ? ( Thadshaa &amp;amp; Jean)- eh.....both of them are females&lt;br /&gt;4. Will 6 and 14 date ? ( Singyee &amp;amp; Sherry)- Sure, when the sky falls.&lt;br /&gt;5. Describle 3 . ( sihui )- Clumsy, funny, crazy, somewhat like me ;D&lt;br /&gt;6. Is 8 attractive ? ( Jiawen )- hahas, ya. Her blog damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;7. Describle 7 . (gladys)- funny, crazy.. lols i dont know&lt;br /&gt;8. Do u know 12's family member ? ( Shihching)- no&lt;br /&gt;9. What if 18 confess to u ? ( Jiawen)- HAHAHAHS! I cant imagine that!!&lt;br /&gt;1o. What language does 15 speak ? (Chingrong)- English ,Chinese&lt;br /&gt;11. Who is going out wit 9 ? (Thadshaa)- duno&lt;br /&gt;12. How old is 16 ? (Yinan)- 15&lt;br /&gt;13. When u last speak to 13 ? (Sherie)- Class chalet&lt;br /&gt;14. Who's 2 favourite singer ? ( Yiling )- SHE, Zhang Shaohan, etc&lt;br /&gt;15. Would u date wit 4 ? ( Shirleen )-no la&lt;br /&gt;16. Would u date wit 1 ? ( Xinyi )- lols, how can i date my sworn sister??&lt;br /&gt;17. Is 19 single ? ( Charlene)- yeaps&lt;br /&gt;18. What is 10's last name ? ( peiwen)- lim&lt;br /&gt; 19. School of 3 . ( Sihui)- SKSS&lt;br /&gt;20. Wher does 6 live ? (Singyee)- Pasir Ris&lt;br /&gt;21. What do uu think of 5 ? ( Xingxuan)- Shy, funny and a lil scheming &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Seen 2 dancing before ? ( Yiling)- Think so&lt;br /&gt;Choose 3 person to do this quizz :whoevers reading&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-6065197844211298470?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/6065197844211298470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=6065197844211298470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/6065197844211298470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/6065197844211298470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/12/quiz.html' title='Quiz'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-6251832676864465491</id><published>2008-12-13T08:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T08:46:15.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Depressing</title><content type='html'>Told my parents about the lost hp. Their reactions were completely what i had expected. They chided me for awhile before returning back to what they were doing. They are not going to buy me any hps, so its totally on my own. I have to collect back all my contacts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. I can never have back some of my contacts lor. )):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-6251832676864465491?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/6251832676864465491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=6251832676864465491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/6251832676864465491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/6251832676864465491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/12/depressing.html' title='Depressing'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-6791913558226157196</id><published>2008-12-12T16:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T16:55:37.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing hp 3</title><content type='html'>Ive decided to tell my parents during dinner.&lt;br /&gt;That leaves me about 2 more hours before i die.&lt;br /&gt;Urgh. I hate getting nagged at. I hate it when people says, "You see la! Why so careless... blahblahblah!" I rather people just ignore me and probably say "Its your own business. Take resposibilities. Settle it yourself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont understand why when people scold must so long winded. Just get to the point and give me my punishment instead of nagging. As if i didnt learn my lesson immediately lor. In the future, i probably will wear my hp around my neck for every waking second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayonara people. I probably wont be alive after today. Tomorrow you will see the headlines: &lt;strong&gt;Girl drowned within lectures.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate that stupid person. Bloodyshit.&lt;br /&gt;PS, you think i can make a police report to nab that dishonest person???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-6791913558226157196?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/6791913558226157196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=6791913558226157196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/6791913558226157196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/6791913558226157196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/12/missing-hp-3.html' title='Missing hp 3'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-8348198555448246102</id><published>2008-12-12T15:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:16:18.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing hp 2</title><content type='html'>I BET ITS SOME FILLIPINO MAIDS/BANGLAS WHO TOOK MY HANDPHONE AND TOOK OUT MY SIM CARD TO PUT IN THEIRS. MY HP SO OUTDATED, STILL GOT PEOPLE WANT =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WALAO, THEY HAPPY LOR. FREE HANDPHONE LEH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLOODYSHIT. WHY ARE PEOPLE SO DISHONEST?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Its weird, you know. Im not the least hurt/worried about my missing hp. Im more concerned about how my parents will react. I dont know, its always like this. Everytime i did something wrong, i do not worry about the consequences, more on the reactions. Guess, this is the only part that im like a virgo - perfectionist, dont like to disappoint people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im still wondering how to break the news. Sighs, its gonna be troublesome without my hp but i guess i can cope. After all, i hardly use my hp anw )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-8348198555448246102?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/8348198555448246102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=8348198555448246102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/8348198555448246102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/8348198555448246102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/12/missing-hp-2.html' title='Missing hp 2'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-344132693991605635</id><published>2008-12-12T08:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T09:25:19.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing hp</title><content type='html'>Oh fuck.&lt;br /&gt;OHFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my handphone. Dont ask why and how. I knew exactly around where its been lost and after my mom went grocery shopping this morning, i sneak out to find my handphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I CANT FIND IT!!&lt;br /&gt;AND OBVIOUSLY SOMEONE TOOK IT OR SOMETHING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I trying dialling my hp and it keeps telling me "Starhub is unable to get a response from the customer. Please try again later."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impossible. I charged my phone fully the day before so it couldnt have no batt. Either someone took it and replace the SIM card or sold it to someone or it got mowed down by a vehicle or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, fine. I shall tell you how i lost it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bag was those super big and the zip cannot cover all. In fact, you can put your hand inside it lor. So, i slid my hp (GOD KNOWS WHY I SUDDENLY DECIDED TO BRING MY HP OUT!!) and my umbrella in without opening the zip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, i walked to my piano lesson and since it was only drizzling, i was lazy to take out my umbrella. So, i used the big big bag to cover my head. While i was walking, i was thinking to myself what if my handphone drop from the hole? And then i decided no, it couldnt be. If it dropped, i would have heard the sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NABEI. Thats how i lost it lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because i dont care about my hp so i didnt realised that it was lost until 11pm when i want to off my hp and cant find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, i dont really care. Next year is Os so i wont be using the hp and after Os, its likely that im going to change my phone. BUT I HAVE TO GIVE AN EXPLANATION TO MY PARENTS LEH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How in the world am i going to ask for forgiveness and how long would it take for them to forgive me????? Im going to be deemed as an irresponsible person. Say goodbye to my reputation, man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, i lost all my contacts so I CANT CALL ANYONE IF I NEED HELP!! Oh yeah, i still cant download dracostory. Bloodyshit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-344132693991605635?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/344132693991605635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=344132693991605635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/344132693991605635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/344132693991605635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/12/missing-hp.html' title='Missing hp'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-4134759572234841147</id><published>2008-12-11T15:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T15:37:49.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cycling</title><content type='html'>XX made a mistake by taking a huge way round the park.&lt;br /&gt;I made a mistake by asking for 2 hours of cycling.&lt;br /&gt;Shirleen made ma mistake by running me down with her bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we had fun. I love double sitters bike (is that what it is??). Cause i can drink my water and just pedal, hahas. XX and i were laughing like hell when we first started to cycle. I dont remember what were we laughing about but i my stomach was aching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Shirleen's house after that and ate sushi!! Played polka and SIMS2. Speaking of which, its been years since i last played that game. SH lor, say want to burn for me but in the end never. Wonder if our family is still intact or not, hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we are the tea family. I dont know where i got that inspiration from. XX was Coffee Tea, me as Latte Tea and Shirleen... &lt;strong&gt;MILK TEA!!!&lt;/strong&gt; LOLS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bus-ed back but we waited for almost half and hour for the bus lor. XX sure kena scolding from her bro/mom. )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures will uploaded soon. I need to get the photos from everyone!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-4134759572234841147?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/4134759572234841147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=4134759572234841147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/4134759572234841147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/4134759572234841147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/12/cycling.html' title='Cycling'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-6227332803724395461</id><published>2008-12-08T14:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T14:10:47.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Race against time</title><content type='html'>Omg. Im so dead. I havent let my parents sign my report book... They dont even know what are my grades!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my maths, amaths, eng, chem (i really dont know what questions to do!), music and my chi hol hmk are still somewhere on the table! I seriously want to complete everything by this week but its totally impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighs, why must there be hol hmk??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-6227332803724395461?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/6227332803724395461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=6227332803724395461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/6227332803724395461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/6227332803724395461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/12/race-against-time.html' title='Race against time'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-8786276421112235562</id><published>2008-12-07T19:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T19:43:09.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading books!</title><content type='html'>I stepped on a shitty stinking poo today.&lt;br /&gt;And i got this super huge stomachache.&lt;br /&gt;But im still super duper happy because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I FINALLY MANAGED TO BORROW THE NEXT BOOK IN MY FAVOURITE SEQUEL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I waited for 1 year, no kidding, before the book finally appeared right in front of my eyes in the library. That is how hard the book is for grab. Oh man, i hope i wont wait for another year to read the last book. So thrilling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, the book is a must-read. Its something like GG but so much more better. The sequel is called Pretty Little Liars, and trust me, you wont regret reading it. Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there is also another series of books im currently crazy for. The sequel is called Seven Deadly Sins. 1 word for it: Awesome, with a capital A. Though the ending (I skipped some books because its so hard to get the whole series in order) is so cliche but its definetely nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andand, there are so many books! Like Masquerade or The Au Pair series, by something De La Cruz. Amazing writer. Its such an insult that i actually forgotten her name!! Sighs, i love reading so, so much. Its the only hobby that i managed to sustain. Even reading comics, watching dramas and playing games can be so sickening sometimes. Books are still the best (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww, tmr's cycling trip is postponed. Guess i have to stay at home and continue the cold war happening between my dad and I. Bless me &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-8786276421112235562?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/8786276421112235562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=8786276421112235562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/8786276421112235562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/8786276421112235562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/12/reading-books.html' title='Reading books!'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-3656838323112827686</id><published>2008-12-03T20:49:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T11:20:04.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing</title><content type='html'>I have decided that dancing is one of the most romantic things that a couple can do. Take &lt;strong&gt;HSM3 &lt;/strong&gt;for example. And what about &lt;strong&gt;Another Cinderella Story&lt;/strong&gt; (starring Selena Gomez)??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cool lor. I would love dancing except that it doesnt suit me. Uh, like imagine me dancing like that. Ya, its better not to think at all. Besides, its so... tough. I know its not as easy as they look on telly. But you have to agree with me that every girl would swoon to have their bf to do something like that. Probably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/meOLzqtrqKM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/meOLzqtrqKM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rlcG5OXEKHY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rlcG5OXEKHY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aagA2QYG5hY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aagA2QYG5hY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZYDu4oxKx5o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZYDu4oxKx5o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE WHAT I MEAN???(Refer to videos)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS, i prefer Selena over Demi. Well, maybe Demi's prettier but i still prefer Selena, hahas [:&lt;br /&gt;PPS, the current song on my blog is &lt;strong&gt;Tell Me Something I Dont Know&lt;/strong&gt; by Selena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-3656838323112827686?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/3656838323112827686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=3656838323112827686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/3656838323112827686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/3656838323112827686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/12/dancing.html' title='Dancing'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-5464858391197279581</id><published>2008-12-02T13:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T13:14:50.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our date</title><content type='html'>I thought yesterday we were still in November. So when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yiling&lt;/span&gt; tagged me to tell me we are going out on the 1st of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dec&lt;/span&gt;, i thought our date has been postponed. Received a call in the morning and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Yiling&lt;/span&gt; blabbered about going out and i asked her "I thought we were going out on 1/12?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Today is 1/12 what?!" was her reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hahas&lt;/span&gt;, so i rushed. Was feeling a bit tired when i went out. Went to watch Madagascar although &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Yiling&lt;/span&gt; had watched it before. After hearing so many gushing from friends how great the movie was, i had super high expectations from it. Which explains why i was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt;' disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Sihui&lt;/span&gt;, on the other hand, laughed like mad which made me laugh like mad too. All of us (okay, only me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sihui&lt;/span&gt;) sit until super &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;chor&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt;. She &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;hor&lt;/span&gt;, stamped both of her feet on the seat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;in front&lt;/span&gt; of her. Lucky nobody in front of her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ar&lt;/span&gt;! And she laugh until she slapped my lap!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, we decided to go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Ehub&lt;/span&gt; to bowl. There were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of people so we went to take &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;neoprints&lt;/span&gt;. That was when i felt really, really sick with fever. But the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;determined&lt;/span&gt; me was not going to let my fever bring down our date. So we bowl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really suck at bowling, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;hahas&lt;/span&gt;. Ate fried ice cream before going home and sleep. Slept for about 2hrs and woke up with a unclear mind. My fever shot up and i took some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;panadol&lt;/span&gt; before going to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up again at some ungodly hour. My chest felt stuffy like something was pressing my lungs, making it weird to breathe. Like usually, breathing is so normal that you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; go around noticing that you breathe. But in my case, every breath i took was i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;wouldnt&lt;/span&gt; say pain but more like... super uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; totally fine. Its like i have some amazing speed up recovery. Weird. Oh but guess what? I fall sick about 3-4 times every year without fail. And i take &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Ribena&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;! =.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-5464858391197279581?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/5464858391197279581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=5464858391197279581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/5464858391197279581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/5464858391197279581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/12/our-date.html' title='Our date'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-6076641953848179611</id><published>2008-12-02T12:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T12:55:00.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Piano performance</title><content type='html'>Have to start from last Sat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see, i had to attend the party held by my music school. I was praying that i would not meet anyone i know on the way there. Believe it or not, but i hate to be spotted by people when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; going out alone, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hahas&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my prayer worked though unfortunately, i forgot to pray for the party cause i met someone there. Lets just say that we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;aint&lt;/span&gt; chummy with one another. Not that i hate her but i so do not want to see her ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; that nervous about my performance. I mean, even if i played wrongly, nobody knows who i am. But now that someone i know is there (and it has to be THAT person) i totally began to have a panic attack. Some bad memories from the past with THAT person makes me feel like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The emcee &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;annouced&lt;/span&gt; my name and my grade and then when i walked up to the platform, i heard people muttering, "Grade 6 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;leh&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if i have very little to be nervous about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The performance, just like any performance, feels really surreal. Its different from my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;CCA&lt;/span&gt; where we play in group. Its solo performance and everyone can hear you playing. And like in any other performance, my hands &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; feel like mine. It was as if i was looking from a 3rd person point of view. Playing on the grand piano (which cost $20000 something, i saw the price tag) i can see the reflection of my hands flying over the keys. Surreal, as i said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a mistake. Though it was one, it was super duper grave. I thought i pressed the wrong note (it was correct as it turns out) so i desperately try to read my score. Unfortunately, i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;hadnt&lt;/span&gt; been looking at my score the whole time so i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know where i am. In the end, i had to repeat 4 bars before it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;embarrassment&lt;/span&gt;. My legs were shaking when i finally got of the platform. But when i returned to my seat, i was clamping my mouth shut to prevent myself from laughing. I kept smiling to the people beside me (=.=). I also caught the emcee sneaking a weird look at me. Either she was thinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a) How could she get a distinction?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;b) Why is she laughing after such a horrible performance.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it was a), i would really like to punch her in the arm jokingly and say, "Hell, i asked myself this question too when i first received my cert."&lt;br /&gt;If it was b)... Well, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; a lunatic, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; what i do! Besides, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;ive&lt;/span&gt; been trained to laugh when i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;humiliate&lt;/span&gt; myself, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;hahas&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terrible performance(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-6076641953848179611?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/6076641953848179611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=6076641953848179611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/6076641953848179611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/6076641953848179611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/12/piano-performance.html' title='Piano performance'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-8866877316126308062</id><published>2008-11-27T15:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T15:20:34.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whatever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SS5J-kHIdqI/AAAAAAAABu8/vIk2bjt8f6k/s1600-h/Image055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273233552891737762" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SS5J-kHIdqI/AAAAAAAABu8/vIk2bjt8f6k/s320/Image055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one and only picture from chalet with me inside, i think. Taken from Shermaine's blog.&lt;br /&gt;Just watched Sky High. It was really nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-8866877316126308062?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/8866877316126308062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=8866877316126308062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/8866877316126308062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/8866877316126308062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/11/whatever.html' title='whatever'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SS5J-kHIdqI/AAAAAAAABu8/vIk2bjt8f6k/s72-c/Image055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-329564875044344909</id><published>2008-11-26T17:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T17:32:32.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chalet day 2</title><content type='html'>I forgot to blog about class chalet, hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, lets see. I was topping up my prepaid card. When i looked up, i saw CR and Sherry. Walked towards them and CR was saying "Just now i saw you but dont know whether is you anot. Stand there for 10 mins still never walk here!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something like that, i dont remember. Had difficulty topping up my card so asked Sherry to help. She managed to do it within 1 try, unlike me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to buy some snacks before heading to the chalet. We had 2 rooms, connected to one another. Only one room was open. You have to go to that room, and go to the connected door to the other room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QianWei and her bf was inside the room, whose main door is open, and it was so awkward when we came in, throw our shoes somewhere before escaping to the other room using the connected door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we realised that we have to go cycling so we went over to the other room again to take our shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cycling was kinda fun but im so tired of cycling. An hour passed before we head back to the chalet and before it rains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played around before eating dinner and our jelly (: Everyone said its nice so i guess its a success!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gamble abit, won some money, ate some barbeque items and Mrs Xie and her family came! Her sons look like her husband lor! And i went home at around 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will miss Mrs Xie )):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-329564875044344909?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/329564875044344909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=329564875044344909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/329564875044344909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/329564875044344909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/11/chalet-day-2.html' title='Chalet day 2'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-7052556506915801691</id><published>2008-11-26T16:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T17:09:53.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GZ performance</title><content type='html'>I am practically a zombie now.&lt;br /&gt;And my feet hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see, i had to wake up early in the morning (5am?) to find out that my father intends to drive me to school. If he had informed me earlier, i would wake up at 5.45am lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went with some of the CIO people, wearing their new costume. Practice, perform and the end. It was pretty much sucky, i think our practices can do much better than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marinah played with my hair on the way back. Charmaine was acting like some sort of crazy person and Emily kept singing. Hahahas, too high liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to eat Fish &amp;amp; Co at Downtown East. Eliz was working there! So cool lor! Bought the upsized student's meal and it was damn good. Except i got too full. Oh ya, i also saw QianWei(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around before going home. Stupid Marinah; she lost her Ez Link card. And she was laughing about it. When she was asked what was so funny, she replied "If anyone picks up that card, they will be like, who's this cause im so fugly."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's another crazy girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i reached home, the first thing i did was to lie on my bed and sleep... until 3 hours later. I still dont feel good. My throat is super dry, thus i dont feel like talking. And im still kinda tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder why my feet hurts? I actually thought that my performance shoes were flat when i bought it in Sec 2. Now then i realised that its something like a platform shoe except it aint that high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still high enough to kill my last toe with that mere few cm of heels. I think my feet grew a little cause i dont remember it to be that pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, ive nothing to blog. Im glad that this week is going to be over soon cause there's nothing much next week and I HAVE TO DO MY HOLIDAY HOMEWORK BEFORE THE HOLIDAY ENDS!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-7052556506915801691?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/7052556506915801691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=7052556506915801691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/7052556506915801691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/7052556506915801691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/11/gz-performance.html' title='GZ performance'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-4939156343126128899</id><published>2008-11-24T21:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T22:13:16.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chalet day 1</title><content type='html'>Hahas, so many things happened today that i dont even know where to start from! Lets see, we met up at around 9.45 and went to Escape to enjoy ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was super unlucky. I sat on the Flipper with the rest of them and I WAS THE ONLY ONE WHO GOT WET IN THE PANTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO. I did not pee in my pants for goodness's sake. That stupid machine (i dont know how) made my pants fucking wet. It was a stain in front and at the back, EXACTLY AT MY ASS THERE OK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so mad that i complained through the whole ride of Flipper and didnt even enjoy a single thing. So embarrassing lor, walking, letting people think i pee in my pants =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we decided to go to Wet and Wild to cover up my stain, hahas. It was fun but i got sooooooo wet. Crazy, i tell you! The whole shirt and pants were totally soaked, as if i had a bath. Worse still, i wore white shirt so it was practically see through though i tried to hide behind my bag, hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ya, we went to try the haunted house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The group in front of us were so scared that they came out within a few mins through the front door! When it was our turn, CR was screaming like hell. And since everyone was screaming, i screamed with them too. Stupid la, make myself even more scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you, XX was so brave lor! She keep saying "You guys wait here! I go try try! Wait, here got sensor! Careful hor!" Super funny lor, she wasnt even afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was quite afraid but it was alright. My first time in haunted house leh! Everytime i go haunted house, its all those cars which are automatic so i closed my eyes through the whole journey. Besides, no one will suddenly pop out and frighten you to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went outside to eat and GOSH, im so stupid! We were supposed to let the person-in-charge to stamp our hands. SC was in front and after she got stamped, there was this print (turns out the print was from the day before). I was behind her and when it was my turn, the person was abit unsteady like that. So i checked my hands and there were no markings at all. I turned around and said loudly "Why my one dont have stamp?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone burst out laughing and i was still, "huh?" and CR saying "SQ! You so cute!" Turns out that the stamp was supposed to be invisible and can only be detected using UV rays =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How i know escape now so advanced??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, that guy who helped us stamp, was super duper cute!! We kept looking out for him and were practically swooning. (XX! YOU DARE TO TELL ANOTHER LIVING SOUL WHAT I SAID ABOUT HIM, YOU SHALL DIEEEE!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to chalet and there were not many people. Hang around and gambled awhile. Hahs! I managed to won about $2. Not bad la, cause i scared if i keep playing i will lose money. They always gamble during CNY while i never gamble my whole life before lor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate dinner, slacked awhile and went back home. XX was totally crazy on the way home. My jokes were always recycled. Can laugh for dont know how many times lor. But ya, i had a happy and tiring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow going cycling with Cass. But seems like only us two???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-4939156343126128899?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/4939156343126128899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=4939156343126128899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/4939156343126128899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/4939156343126128899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/11/chalet-day-1.html' title='Chalet day 1'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-1611935944494668606</id><published>2008-11-23T19:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T19:21:34.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deja vu</title><content type='html'>I went to Cassandra's house today. Her house was huge and they are like, so rich? Each person have their own PSP and they have 2 cars and etc. Cass still dare tell me her family not rich. Lie to me ar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make jelly using a very special way. We pour in Mango juice with the jelly flour and mix and boil it. The outcome was really nice. We keep eating it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cass's parents bought pizza for everyone and i ate until im bloated. And, i realised that i seriously suck at DJ max. Even PW, a beginner can beat me ok! I cant even get pass the 2nd stage -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slacked for a few hours, playing piano, singing and channel surfing with the Tv. Nice Tv they have lor! So big and mega wide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cass's parents sent me back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what! I had a Deja Vu. A few weeks ago, i was chatting with some of my friends about it. All of them experienced it before except me. Well, not that i can remember. Then today, while stirring the mixture of the jelly, i turned around to listen to Cass's mom talk and suddenly, i went "omg!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are smart enough, you should know that i experienced deja vu then and there. If you are not, well, i have told you the answer. It was super weird. The scene was really familiar as if i was there before, which was impossible cause its my first time going Cass's house and its my first time meeting Cass's mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to wikipedia, The experience of déjà vu is usually accompanied by a compelling sense of familiarity, and also a sense of "eeriness," "strangeness," or "weirdness," The "previous" experience is most frequently attributed to a dream, although in some cases there is a firm sense that the experience "genuinely happened" in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe im too excited to go make jelly and i dreamt of me being there and &lt;em&gt;poof*&lt;/em&gt; my dream came true! And its exactly the same thing. Scary, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe im thinking too much until i thought i had deja vu.&lt;br /&gt;But still, i think deja vu is superrrrr cool (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and i learnt from today that i should not keep judging people without knowing them. Everytime, i keep thinking that Cass is a single child cause her mom seemed strict with her (You know, parental's protection are especially tight when it comes to one child). Thus, i keep thinking that her mom like to control her and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, im sooooo wrong. She turns out to be super friendly and nice. And did i mentioned, very "in"? Hahas. So ya, she is a very amiable person. So is her husband. And her kids. Nice family (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And, IM GOING TO ESCAPE THEME PARK TOMORROW! CAN YOU SAY YIPPEE??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Shirleen: Sorry, but ive made plans to go escape since like, before the exams?? So ya, cant go cycling )):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-1611935944494668606?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/1611935944494668606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=1611935944494668606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/1611935944494668606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/1611935944494668606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/11/deja-vu.html' title='Deja vu'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-8569982815864207096</id><published>2008-11-20T22:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T22:45:13.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guzheng Camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SSV37eNyTBI/AAAAAAAABu0/lbKsXPw5q_A/s1600-h/DSC00488-1[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270750802513906706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SSV37eNyTBI/AAAAAAAABu0/lbKsXPw5q_A/s320/DSC00488-1%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SSV3eBs5HMI/AAAAAAAABus/bF6CwREOQU8/s1600-h/DSC00488-1[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Possibly the one and only picture from Guzheng Camp. Hahas, finally the picture on the notice board can be changed. That one was like, from 2 years ago??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Edited by Emily (:&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SSV3QTA2kHI/AAAAAAAABuk/t7lLzSGyD-8/s1600-h/DSC00488-1[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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/1424455194858833007-8569982815864207096?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/8569982815864207096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=8569982815864207096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/8569982815864207096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/8569982815864207096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/11/guzheng-camp.html' title='Guzheng Camp'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SSV37eNyTBI/AAAAAAAABu0/lbKsXPw5q_A/s72-c/DSC00488-1%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-277804488835963800</id><published>2008-11-19T11:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T11:57:15.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Were it not for music, we might in these days say, the Beautiful is dead.&lt;br /&gt;~Benjamin Disraeli&lt;/blockquote&gt;I love music. Sometimes, i can listen to music until i cry. Because music really can pierce through your heart and touch your soul just like that. Its amazing how music can influence people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love piano. The dazzling sound of each key can bring out thousands of feelings. I think pianos are the most expressive instruments. I salute those pianists who can bring tears to my eyes. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For examples, Joe Hisashi and Yiruma. They are my favourite pianists. I can really feel what they are trying to express. This is how powerful music is. Music makes life worth living. And those who cant apprieciate music are idiots. Seriously.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's one song from Yiruma that i heard from JW's blog. I read the comments and agree with those people who said that this song should be Bella's lullaby (as in Twilight). Lovely piece.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/zJt5PVnstS/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/zJt5PVnstS/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/fyRMD/music/ug_x7wUj/yiruma_river_flows_in_you/"&gt;River Flows In You - Yiruma&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-277804488835963800?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/277804488835963800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=277804488835963800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/277804488835963800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/277804488835963800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/11/music.html' title='Music'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-7919148057521735929</id><published>2008-11-19T10:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T10:35:22.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeping</title><content type='html'>What Sherie said is true! Twilight is gonna be NC16, or so the rumours have been flying around. Nevermind, Sherie shall bring me to the Bedok cinema and where ppl dont care whats your age and watch the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for the concert yesterday. The violinist was really good. Love the cello too! But i only like the fast songs because it has more interesting techniques used. Do you know that the bow can actually bounce on the instrument to make music? So cool lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was pretty tired. Went to take MRT. At first, i was leaning on the side and just closing my eyes. I was not sleeping yet. But somehow, after the stop Lavendar, i fell asleep. Thats not the worst. I sleep until my whole body was bending??? I seriously dont know how i get to that position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg. I still dont know. Then i asked Alicia and Charlene why my neck so stiff and they say i sleep until very unglam. Alicia was so tempted too take photo of me leh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chiam liao lor. Next time when i go out i am not going to sleep. So paiseh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, thnks for the ride back home Charlene! Hahas, later im going out with her. And all the way to Katong. Pray that i dont sleep on the bus. :DDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-7919148057521735929?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/7919148057521735929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=7919148057521735929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/7919148057521735929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/7919148057521735929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/11/sleeping.html' title='Sleeping'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-678136945855562836</id><published>2008-11-17T21:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T21:28:52.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing Race</title><content type='html'>ALRIGHT. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Scratched&lt;/span&gt; off the last post. I was just in a bad mood. Thinking bad, i am so childish &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt; =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hahas&lt;/span&gt;, i am always having times like this. First i would get angry then later on i would feel so immature. Shirleen says my blog is too boring. I mean, what do you want me to blog about? About how i sleep, what i ate, what i whatever? My life is so boring &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, on the other hand, i have a thousands of stuff to do. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, let me start by blogging about out amazing race for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;CCA&lt;/span&gt; camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, the sec1 students were having &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;NYAA&lt;/span&gt; and they were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;superrrrr&lt;/span&gt; reluctant to come to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;CCA&lt;/span&gt; camp. So i was teamed up with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Marinah&lt;/span&gt; and we were trying to cheer them up. I know it sucks that the archery students missed their tournament but the sec 3s really spent a lot of effort in planning the programme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we cabbed to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Pasir&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Ris&lt;/span&gt; Park, made a huge detour and ended up paying lots of money. We did the obstacles and i would say our team did quite well. All of us had to run from the playground to the escape theme park (practically about 1/4 journey of cross country?) for the last station and my wet fringe was plastered literally onto my forehead because of the sweat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our team won in the end. We sat at the entrance and look like some kind of beggars. Hot, stinky and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;unglam&lt;/span&gt;. Had a nice surprise when i saw &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;PeiTing. So&lt;/span&gt; long never see her, after she quit piano )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a group photo, went to drank &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;bbt&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Ehub&lt;/span&gt;. Love the Mango &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Snowshake&lt;/span&gt;. Saw &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;chisheng&lt;/span&gt; (he changed a hell lot) and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;felicia&lt;/span&gt;, walked back to school, eat lunch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;and thats&lt;/span&gt; about it. I would love to post pictures but unfortunately, i lost my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;bluetooth&lt;/span&gt; thingy and nobody posted the pictures on their blog so its just long, long rambling words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the end of the post. You are now dismissed. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Byebye&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;PS, Blogger is being ridiculous. If there is any weird letters, please ignore it. Am too lazy to amend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-678136945855562836?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/678136945855562836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=678136945855562836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/678136945855562836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/678136945855562836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/11/amazing-race.html' title='Amazing Race'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-8693245226732917530</id><published>2008-11-17T19:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T19:56:23.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SO DAMN PISSED OFF RIGHT NOW LOR. I WAITED FOR AN HOUR TO SEE A SPECIAL EVENT THEN MY FATHER HAD TO USE THE COM. I TOLD HIM FASTER AND HE SAID NEVERMIND CAN WAIT DE. IN THE END, I MISSED THAT EVENT AND NOW I HAVE TO WAIT ANOTHER HOUR MORE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO ANGRY CAN?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-8693245226732917530?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/8693245226732917530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=8693245226732917530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/8693245226732917530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/8693245226732917530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-damn-pissed-off-right-now-lor.html' title=''/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-8857138317911064465</id><published>2008-11-15T12:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T12:40:28.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>busy busy busy</title><content type='html'>I am super duper happy. Not because its my sister's birthday or my relative's wedding that is happening today. Because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XINYI FINALLY ONLINE!!! Missed her so much la(:&lt;br /&gt;But then, she said she cannot go for the primary school gathering taking place on the 22 of november. Hais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My schedule has been wayyyy packed lately. Organising for CCA camp, going for CCA camp, concert, wedding, gathering, meet ups and the lastest (and probably the worst):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some kind of party held by Christofori for those distinction scorers. I still have to play one piece from the Grade 6 piano book. Its been months since i touched that book. I think i will embarassed myself lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. Charlene just invited me to go to some music store which is having 30% discount to buy scores. I have no time for holiday hmk if this goes on T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gtg. Will try to post up some pictures. Byeeee~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-8857138317911064465?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/8857138317911064465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=8857138317911064465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/8857138317911064465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/8857138317911064465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/11/busy-busy-busy.html' title='busy busy busy'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-5683567632607314706</id><published>2008-11-13T20:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T20:22:59.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainbows smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/VO3_WYjwyU/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/VO3_WYjwyU/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/4588Qx/music/r4Gc8SGz/cyndi_wang_rainbows_smile_cai_hong_de_wei_xiao/"&gt;(彩虹的微笑) - Cyndi Wang 王心凌&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAS, addicted to this lately.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-5683567632607314706?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/5683567632607314706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=5683567632607314706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/5683567632607314706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/5683567632607314706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/11/rainbows-smile.html' title='Rainbows smile'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-3818224049288527635</id><published>2008-11-08T10:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T10:05:36.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the difference between ali and aladdin</title><content type='html'>"Hey, what are the names of the Princes for Disney 7 princess?"&lt;br /&gt;"Dono. But i know one called Ali."&lt;br /&gt;"OH YEAH! Ali BaBa and Jasmine right?"&lt;br /&gt;"YEAHYEAH!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I thought that one is Aladdin?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-3818224049288527635?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/3818224049288527635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=3818224049288527635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/3818224049288527635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/3818224049288527635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/11/difference-between-ali-and-aladdin.html' title='the difference between ali and aladdin'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-1645613026536566388</id><published>2008-11-04T18:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T18:35:30.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>Sometimes what you think you see may not be the truth.&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when people accuses me wrongly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-1645613026536566388?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/1645613026536566388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=1645613026536566388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/1645613026536566388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/1645613026536566388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-8102400910351743903</id><published>2008-11-02T11:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T11:27:35.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Romeo save me, they're trying to tell me how to feel</title><content type='html'>I love holidays. Sure, there may be homework, there may be classes and tons of CCA practices but i still love holidays. Its the time where i enjoy myself to the max. The time where i find happiness once again. The time where i meet up with girlfriends :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahas, cant believe SH still remember about the PSLE oral thingy. It was so funny sia. I shall share the joke with you people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her name is Wong SiHui while mine is Wong SiQi. I was registered behind her. So when the invigilator called us for oral, he called the both of us together. Then he asked us. "Are you twins?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAS! I still remembered that incident, ok! Super funny lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Here's a cruel fact you should know about me. I only value bffs and sometimes close friends. Good friends and friends... well, i dont really care. Like if we were to be separated, i will cry my heart, eyes, lungs, whatever, out for the former. The latter, i dont think i will cry... maybe at that moment but after that, who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, take it or leave it. This is the way i am. I am imperfect but so are you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-8102400910351743903?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/8102400910351743903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=8102400910351743903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/8102400910351743903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/8102400910351743903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/11/romeo-save-me-theyre-trying-to-tell-me.html' title='Romeo save me, they&apos;re trying to tell me how to feel'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-2021811013529889647</id><published>2008-10-31T20:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T20:07:15.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>amths)):</title><content type='html'>one week to complete 84 (and more) of Amaths questions.&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion? I AM DROWNING IN AMATHS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HELP!!!!!!!!!!&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/1424455194858833007-2021811013529889647?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/2021811013529889647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=2021811013529889647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/2021811013529889647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/2021811013529889647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/10/amths.html' title='amths)):'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-424235191968071752</id><published>2008-10-30T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T22:48:54.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Story</title><content type='html'>Read from a blog saying that they lyrics, melody, music video of Love Song by Taylor Swift is super wonderfully awesome, the best love song ever. So i went to listen to the song while reading the lyrics. At first i thought it was only alright. But when it came to the marriage part, i felt so touched. Love this song la. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor's dress in this video is so nice but on the CD cover, they photoshopped her body until like one bamboo stick like that =.= Shouldnt have photoshopped at all lor. She looks pretty enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="345" height="290"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/pl/20_NKt89FJ/aus=false/pv=2/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/pl/20_NKt89FJ/aus=false/pv=2/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="345" height="290" allowFullScreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were both young when i first saw you&lt;br /&gt;i close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;and the flashback starts&lt;br /&gt;im standing there&lt;br /&gt;on a balcony of summer air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see the lights,&lt;br /&gt;see the party the ball gowns&lt;br /&gt;see you make your way through the crowd&lt;br /&gt;you say hello&lt;br /&gt;little did i know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that you were romeo you were throwing pebbles&lt;br /&gt;and my daddy said stay away from juliet&lt;br /&gt;and i was crying on the staircase&lt;br /&gt;begging you please don’t go, and i said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;romeo take me somewhere we can be alone&lt;br /&gt;i’ll be waiting all theres left to do is run&lt;br /&gt;you’ll be the prince and i’ll be the princess&lt;br /&gt;its a love story baby just say yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i sneak out to the garden to see you&lt;br /&gt;we keep quiet because we’re dead if they knew&lt;br /&gt;so close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;lets escape this town for a little while&lt;br /&gt;cause you were romeo i was a scarlet letter&lt;br /&gt;and my daddy said stay away from juliet&lt;br /&gt;but you were everything to me&lt;br /&gt;i was begging you please don’t go and i said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;romeo take me somewhere we can be alone&lt;br /&gt;i’ll be waiting all theres left to do is run&lt;br /&gt;you be the prince and i’ll be the princess&lt;br /&gt;its a love story baby just say yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;romeo save me, they're tryin to tell me how to feel&lt;br /&gt;this love is difficult, but its real&lt;br /&gt;don’t be afraid we’ll make it out of this mess&lt;br /&gt;its a love story baby just say yes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got tired of waiting&lt;br /&gt;wondering if you were ever coming around&lt;br /&gt;my faith in you was fading&lt;br /&gt;when i met you on the outskirts of town, and I said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;romeo save me i’ve been feeling so alone&lt;br /&gt;i keep waiting for you but you never come&lt;br /&gt;is this in my head, i don’t know what to think&lt;br /&gt;he knelt to the ground and pulled out a ring and said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marry me juliet you’ll never have to be alone&lt;br /&gt;i love you and thats all I really know&lt;br /&gt;i talked to your dad go pick out a white dress&lt;br /&gt;its a love story baby just say yes&lt;br /&gt;oh, oh, yes&lt;br /&gt;we were both young when i first saw you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-424235191968071752?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/424235191968071752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=424235191968071752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/424235191968071752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/424235191968071752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/10/love-story.html' title='Love Story'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-6218920759531315585</id><published>2008-10-25T22:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T22:23:39.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time is running out</title><content type='html'>I actually wanted to blog a long post about (fillintheblank) but decided not to. Yes, Im fickle minded like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching 不良笑花. Rainie's accent annoys me so, so much but the storyline is funny (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-6218920759531315585?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/6218920759531315585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=6218920759531315585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/6218920759531315585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/6218920759531315585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/10/time-is-running-out.html' title='Time is running out'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-8153117311417866510</id><published>2008-10-23T19:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T19:08:13.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>White houses</title><content type='html'>Omg. I think im retarded or something. I have listened to White Houses by Vanessa Carlton but it is only today that i found out the true meaning of the song?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at imeem listening to the song when i read the comment saying that its about losing virginity??? Then i searched for the lyrics and i found where the song hinted the meaning:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;My first time, hard to explain&lt;br /&gt;Rush of blood, oh, and a little bit of pain&lt;br /&gt;On a cloudy day, it's more common than you think&lt;br /&gt;He's my first mistake&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like omg? I thought the "My first time" means her first true love and the "Rush of blood" is the factor that makes her dizzy in love? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to search for the meaning and here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The song is about a summer intensity program, like a summer camp-type thing that hardcore ballerinas do in preparation to begin to dance professionally, as she was on track to do. They are usually held on a campus, in nicer, sorority-type dorms (the White Houses). She's talking about her new ballerina buddies she met, that's why she's "too thin". They have fun and party and meet boys, but are also highly competitive with each other- (Maybe I'm more clever than a girl like her). Since most of these girls spend hours a day dancing, they don't attend regular school, and spend a lot of time with older boys, so hence, her first sexual encounter. This is all courtesy of my roommate, btw, once a ballerina, who instantly knew what the song was about, and explained it to me.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits to &lt;a href="http://www.lyricinterpretations.com/lookat.php/bands/vanessacarlton/7e45d872c663445"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omfg right? I've read the lyrics a thousand and one time but never once did i think that it was about *ahem. How deceiving can the lyrics be? It looks so innocent and everything lor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the song it still nice la..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-8153117311417866510?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/8153117311417866510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=8153117311417866510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/8153117311417866510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/8153117311417866510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/10/white-houses.html' title='White houses'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-6022702158992124956</id><published>2008-10-23T17:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T17:45:17.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Courage</title><content type='html'>HELLO PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;Ive been so busy lately. And holiday hmk is not counted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results suck but i swear i am going to work hard next year. No more computer (okay, maybe the weekends) so I probably be on a year hiatus. DDD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class did something really touching for Mrs Xie. Love the photoshop, hahas. Everytime Mrs Xie talks, only very few people listen (that includes me!) cause she always talk about those big big reasonings. But her talk always make sense and enlighten me. 3/7'08 will always remember and love you, Mrs Xie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To quote from Mrs Xie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Courage is not the absence of fear. Courage is the action in the presence of fear."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things have happened this year. We've been through so much heartache. Students talk about us, despising us. We've cried and struggled. To tell the truth, I have never encounted so much in my previous classes. Its been a tough time but Im glad that all these have happened. It is through failures and mistakes that we learn and become stronger than ever. Let us all have the courage to forgive and forget and move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad that all well that ends well (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-6022702158992124956?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/6022702158992124956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=6022702158992124956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/6022702158992124956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/6022702158992124956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/10/courage.html' title='Courage'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-2190665073017611302</id><published>2008-10-19T20:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T20:35:02.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unhappy.</title><content type='html'>Just watched &lt;strong&gt;Picture This&lt;/strong&gt;, starring Ashley Tisdale. When it ends, the song "Pictures of You" played and with the scene (where everyone takes their handphones out to snap the shot of the couple kissing), it was superrr touching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im having monday blues.&lt;br /&gt;I miss my girlfriends and i want to talk to them so very badly ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-2190665073017611302?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/2190665073017611302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=2190665073017611302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/2190665073017611302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/2190665073017611302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/10/unhappy.html' title='unhappy.'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-1757468858442727830</id><published>2008-10-18T21:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T21:47:49.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bleahh</title><content type='html'>I dont think i can ever eat one more doughnut ever again.&lt;br /&gt;And i think the whole world knows how i looked like when i eat - like a pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like puking after gulping 3 doughnuts within mins. Eeew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had fun today anw (:&lt;br /&gt;Thnks Shir!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-1757468858442727830?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/1757468858442727830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=1757468858442727830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/1757468858442727830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/1757468858442727830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/10/bleahh.html' title='bleahh'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-2393984938321858931</id><published>2008-10-17T09:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T09:54:09.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>D&amp;L2</title><content type='html'>I cant touch or feel them. I cant see them anymore. Not real... but fake. Fake smiles, fake laughter, fake people. I feel like ripping them to see what they truly are underneath their skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like the many us out there, i feel betrayed. I just dont know how or who to trust anymore. It hurts to know that everything will never be the same after this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know ive been blogging many short posts nowadays. But thats the rule of the game: Never reveal too much or better yet, dont reveal anything. The best of all? Lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Don't tell me you're sorry cause you're not&lt;br /&gt;Baby when I know you're only sorry you got caught&lt;br /&gt;But you put on quite a show&lt;br /&gt;You really had me going&lt;br /&gt;But now it's time to go&lt;br /&gt;Curtain's finally closing&lt;br /&gt;That was quite a show&lt;br /&gt;Very entertaining&lt;br /&gt;But it's over now&lt;br /&gt;Go on and take a bow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the award for the best liar goes to you&lt;br /&gt;For making me believe that you could be&lt;br /&gt;Faithful to me&lt;br /&gt;Lets hear your speech ohh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take a bow by Rihanna&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I never thought that the song can be implied in other situations other than a guy cheating on a girl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-2393984938321858931?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/2393984938321858931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=2393984938321858931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/2393984938321858931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/2393984938321858931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/10/d_16.html' title='D&amp;L2'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-3694236060575339557</id><published>2008-10-16T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T21:01:14.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>)):</title><content type='html'>Someone let the cat out of the bag. &lt;br /&gt;I dont know who but i support the person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many tears shed today. Even i cried a little...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-3694236060575339557?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/3694236060575339557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=3694236060575339557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/3694236060575339557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/3694236060575339557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_16.html' title=')):'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-5687527918485680864</id><published>2008-10-15T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T19:52:07.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>D&amp;L</title><content type='html'>I cant stand to watch the expressions of the teachers' face. They looked so happy for us... just like how i looked, before i knew the truth.&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/1424455194858833007-5687527918485680864?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/5687527918485680864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=5687527918485680864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/5687527918485680864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/5687527918485680864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/10/d.html' title='D&amp;L'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-7871334442802214439</id><published>2008-10-15T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T16:02:33.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stfu</title><content type='html'>This is so fucked up. Whats wrong with the society? I dont even reconigsed the world that i grew up in anymore. Am i too naive? Is this the true face of human? Is this part of growing up? I dont want to have anything to do with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deceptions and lies. They really should win an award.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-7871334442802214439?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/7871334442802214439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=7871334442802214439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/7871334442802214439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/7871334442802214439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/10/stfu.html' title='stfu'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-2453852427304207924</id><published>2008-10-14T20:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T20:21:39.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>??</title><content type='html'>omg. i just read the previous post and my eyes totally blurred. Hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE HAVING FLU &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-2453852427304207924?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/2453852427304207924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=2453852427304207924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/2453852427304207924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/2453852427304207924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='??'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-2934316828468164137</id><published>2008-10-14T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T20:23:11.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>can you say random?</title><content type='html'>My results suckkkkkkk.&lt;br /&gt;At least its consistant.&lt;br /&gt;Argh, i want more As.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chants*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;Chant with me!!!&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLS. &lt;br /&gt;I hate losing to (fillintheblank). i am not a sore loser but he/she is irritating the hell out of me. I dont believe i cant beat him/her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, i dono whether ive lost to the person or not. But my overall definitely's a goner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the hell with sticking to my good morals. That person push wayyyy past my limits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-2934316828468164137?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/2934316828468164137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=2934316828468164137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/2934316828468164137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/2934316828468164137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/10/can-you-say-random.html' title='can you say random?'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-3033978228713154634</id><published>2008-10-13T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T11:33:47.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>anything you wanna see</title><content type='html'>ohmigosh. Been so lucky at neopets nowadays. Won a total of 20000 neopoints, a christmas paintbrush and 2 radioactive muffins for my accounts. Then, when i was playing meerca chase, i was thinking, if the fish negg appears, i wouldnt have to try so hard. And it did appear -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, my faerie bubbles no luck at all. Always give me those air/dark/leaves combo. I play like siao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, camwebbed with my overseas cousins yesterday. So fun and excited. They will be coming to Singapore around Nov/Dec. Cant wait to see them! Wonder how did the kbox go??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-3033978228713154634?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/3033978228713154634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=3033978228713154634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/3033978228713154634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/3033978228713154634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/10/anything-you-wanna-see.html' title='anything you wanna see'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-4157480863905848984</id><published>2008-10-10T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T11:35:50.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="340" height="299"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lio6Y_XA5Ko&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lio6Y_XA5Ko&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="299"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, TWILIGHT NEW TRAILER :DDD&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, i cant wait to see the movie!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the first time i read the book was during assembly. It was Nadiah's book and it was so captivating. I only read half, most of which i scanned through. So ya, i got the book and when i read it, it still captivates me. I actually stayed up just to finish the book although the front part wasnt that interesting anymore (maybe because ive read it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i influenced people to read! Like Singyee, Shirleen, Abby etc. The credit does not only goes to me, but to the author for if shes not a great writer, who would be attracted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, converesed with Shirleen in neopets just now. Am going to watch my show now, bye ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-4157480863905848984?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/4157480863905848984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=4157480863905848984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/4157480863905848984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/4157480863905848984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/10/twilight-2.html' title='Twilight 2'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-2566173343771325289</id><published>2008-10-09T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T15:05:25.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gossip Girl transformation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Chem was... quite easy, i guess. But i had ALOT of careless mistakes so i think about 20 marks gone? Sigh, as long as i can &lt;s&gt;get A1&lt;/s&gt; pass, im happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am so addicted to neopets nowadays. Just redid my account lookup, so prettaye (: My username is siqi444652 so if you wanna add me, just let me know who you are. Also, XX can you go online and play or smth? Your bro's exam over le whattt )):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's something i read on the net about &lt;u&gt;gossip girl&lt;/u&gt; (forgot where i got them from. Its was linked from sidereel.com/gossipgirl). Love Blair/Leighton, &lt;em&gt;woots*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(CLICK TO ENLARGE)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SO2tBLkgZZI/AAAAAAAABME/9GPgMmpK-n8/s1600-h/b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255046576008619410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SO2tBLkgZZI/AAAAAAAABME/9GPgMmpK-n8/s320/b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SO2tBNe8apI/AAAAAAAABMM/l3001Cdr7C4/s1600-h/s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255046576522160786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SO2tBNe8apI/AAAAAAAABMM/l3001Cdr7C4/s320/s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SO2sVueaaII/AAAAAAAABL8/ddwIMriFQag/s1600-h/b.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SO2sVsa4RwI/AAAAAAAABL0/tAxDhpzxTrQ/s1600-h/s.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&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/1424455194858833007-2566173343771325289?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/2566173343771325289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=2566173343771325289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/2566173343771325289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/2566173343771325289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/10/gossip-girl-transformation.html' title='Gossip Girl transformation'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SO2tBLkgZZI/AAAAAAAABME/9GPgMmpK-n8/s72-c/b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-2465755251774163860</id><published>2008-10-08T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T11:36:06.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam blues!</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow's Chem but i havent study yet. Going to chiong later. But then hor, everybody says the paper no hope since its set by...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's something super funny to get rid of all our exam blues(:&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, thnks to Elza and Shirleen for lending me your calculator for i forgot to bring mine to school, heehee (i almost go and buy a new one if not for you guys!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="290"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/muLIPWjks_M&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/muLIPWjks_M&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="290"&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/1424455194858833007-2465755251774163860?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/2465755251774163860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=2465755251774163860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/2465755251774163860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/2465755251774163860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/10/exam-blues.html' title='Exam blues!'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-4268136404005742098</id><published>2008-10-07T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T16:49:00.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I think im getting lamer by the second</title><content type='html'>I think it has already become a ritual. Every year (around the end), i would redo my blog. All my archives are moved to another blog. I dont know why either. Also, i cant see why i have the need to redo my blog since next year are my Os. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say you mature with age. Unfortunately, its the opposite for me. I am going to flunk Amaths, i just know it. I skipped a whole lot of questions. Tomorrow's paper 1. Am going to study later if not there is seriously no hope. Cant seem to find the motivation to study )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;virgo&lt;br /&gt;the virgin (24/8 – 23/9)&lt;br /&gt;- traits: gentle, modest, dedicated&lt;br /&gt;- likes: working hard, making lists, grooming&lt;br /&gt;- dislikes: talking about feelings, crowds, whiners&lt;br /&gt;- most likely to: do something that seems hard to all ppl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;libra&lt;br /&gt;the scales (24/9 -23/10)&lt;br /&gt;- traits: artistic, fair, opinionated&lt;br /&gt;- likes: looking good, cleaning up, playing by the rules&lt;br /&gt;- dislikes: change, sloppiness, loud arguments&lt;br /&gt;- most likely to: be a lawyer or diplomat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its cool to be both a Libra and a Virgo. Well, sometimes its confusing - why cant they standardise the dates? But i think its fun to have multi personalities, hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like i said before, i love making lists. It makes me feel more organised. And i like to clean up though my room is in a mess now cause i have to flip through the 1001 notes for studies. I also like playing by the rules. What's the point of cheating? Theres no sense of achievement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grooming and looking good is definitely part of my trait though i dont show it out. Who cares about how you look in school, huh? And i love love love to talk about feelings and my thoughts. Though some are my privacy but i like to share with my gfs. Dunno why. But i confirm not artistic nor modest, lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, everything's about me in this post. So narcissistic. Bye bye then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-4268136404005742098?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/4268136404005742098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=4268136404005742098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/4268136404005742098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/4268136404005742098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-think-im-getting-lamer-by-second.html' title='I think im getting lamer by the second'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-1703946528802899668</id><published>2008-10-03T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T09:55:59.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wtffffffffffffffff2</title><content type='html'>AIYA, I DONT CARE ANYMORE. I WILL WRITE MY NAME AS WHAT I'VE WRITTEN ALL MY LIFE. ONLY FOR IMPORTANT DOCUMENTS WILL I CHANGE MY WAY OF WRITING. AND WHEN I GROW UP, I DEFINITELY WILL HIRE A LAWYER TO HAVE MY NAME CHANGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO TO ALL MY FRIENDS, PLEASE BE ASPIRE TO BECOME A LAWYER SO NEXT TIME I HIRE YOU IT WILL BE FOC (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall go and play my maggie market now. Byee (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-1703946528802899668?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/1703946528802899668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=1703946528802899668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/1703946528802899668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/1703946528802899668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/10/wtffffffffffffffff2.html' title='wtffffffffffffffff2'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-7098418240995340778</id><published>2008-10-03T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T09:55:59.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>felicity, felicity, felicity &gt;&lt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I SO DO NOT WANT TO NAME MYSELF &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FELICITY &lt;/span&gt;LOR!!!&lt;/strong&gt; (REFER TO PREVIOUS POST)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, i always wanted an english name because some people cannot pronounce my chinese name correctly and it always sounds embarassing so i wished to have an english name. But the name felicity had never, NEVER, once crossed my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its so cool that the chinese name can almost literally translate to an english name, yea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just realised smth. My 思棋 has 32 strokes in all and in chinese fortune telling, its a very 32 strokes is very auspicious. Plus, because of my birthdate, time and year, i have to have a wood or fire (木 or 火) in my name to improve on my luck. Now that my chinese name is changed, the strokes are changed and there are no wood or fire leh! HOW?????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-7098418240995340778?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/7098418240995340778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=7098418240995340778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/7098418240995340778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/7098418240995340778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/10/felicity-felicity-felicity.html' title='felicity, felicity, felicity &amp;gt;&amp;lt;'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-4806101772653525831</id><published>2008-10-03T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T09:55:59.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wtffffffffffffffffff</title><content type='html'>I AM SO ANNOYED, PISSED OFF AND EXASPERATED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to do my IC today and because my chinese name was written unclearly the women rubbed the pen ink and guess what? My name, from 黄思棋 became 黄思祺. I was like, wtf? And i realised what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father went to do my birthcert and he was the one who wrote my chinese name. And because he is no good in chinese, my 棋 became 祺. When my mom found out, she used the pen to overwrite the wrong character which leads to the unclear word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The women asked me if i want to change the character. If i want to, i must pay $40 (wtf.) so my dad declined. Then the woman told me that in school, i have to write my name as 黄思祺. That point of time, i was super blur so i didnt really feel anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, im sooooo annoyed. Firstly, i have been writing my name as 黄思棋 for all my life and suddenly someone tells me im wrong? And if i have to change my name, the meaning is totally off lor! My mom name me 思棋 because she wants me to think (思) before i act, just like in a game of chess (棋).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to check the english meaning for 祺 and it says, felicity. Here are the meanings for felicity:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;1.&lt;br /&gt;a. Great happiness; bliss.&lt;br /&gt;b. An instance of great happiness.&lt;br /&gt;2. A&lt;br /&gt;cause or source of happiness.&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;a. An appropriate and pleasing manner or&lt;br /&gt;style: felicity of expression.&lt;br /&gt;b. An instance of appropriate and pleasing&lt;br /&gt;manner or style.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know its sounds nice and alright. But imagine one day your name is changed (not to your own will) and even the meaning is changed! I am so not happy.&lt;br /&gt;They told me that if i ever want to change my name, i have to hire a lawyer and pay about $60?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i just thought of something! Some people ask me why my sister have english name while i dont. My mom told me its because my sis chinese name, Wong Si Jin, the Jin sounds like Jean so she has a english name. Now that my last character has an english translation which happens to be an english name, I CAN NAME MYSELF FELICITY, WOOHOO! According to (&lt;a href="http://www.thinkbabynames.com/meaning/0/Felicity"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;), the name felicity is a very rare name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it sounds weird... =.=&lt;br /&gt;So from now onwards, i have to write 祺. Did i mention that its weird?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-4806101772653525831?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/4806101772653525831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=4806101772653525831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/4806101772653525831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/4806101772653525831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/10/wtffffffffffffffffff.html' title='wtffffffffffffffffff'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-7096296665665347713</id><published>2008-10-01T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T09:55:59.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something boring..</title><content type='html'>Did no studying today. Just flipped through pages and its on to movies on channel 5 and kids central.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-7096296665665347713?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/7096296665665347713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=7096296665665347713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/7096296665665347713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/7096296665665347713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/10/something-boring.html' title='something boring..'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-164936695079463786</id><published>2008-10-01T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T09:55:59.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something interesting..</title><content type='html'>Credits: &lt;a href="http://www.eclair-x.blogspot.com"&gt;Claire&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's not the fault of student if he/she fails because the year ONLY has 365&lt;br /&gt;days. Just look at a typical academic year for a student:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sundays - 52&lt;br /&gt;Sundays in a year, you know Sundays are for rest.&lt;br /&gt;Days left: 313&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;Summer holidays - 50 where weather is very hot and difficult to study.&lt;br /&gt;Days&lt;br /&gt;left: 263&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. 8 hours daily sleep - 130 days gone.&lt;br /&gt;Days left: 141&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. 1 hour for daily exercise (good for health) means 15 days.&lt;br /&gt;Days&lt;br /&gt;left: 126&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. 2 hours daily for food &amp;amp; other delicacies (chewing&lt;br /&gt;properly &amp;amp; swallowing) - means 30 days.&lt;br /&gt;Days left: 96&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. 1 hour&lt;br /&gt;for talking (men are social animals) - means 15 days.&lt;br /&gt;Days left: 81&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Exam days - per year at least 35 days.&lt;br /&gt;Days left: 46&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.&lt;br /&gt;Quarterly, half yearly and festival (holidays) - 40 days.&lt;br /&gt;Days left: 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. For sickness - at least 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;Days left: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Movies&lt;br /&gt;and functions - at least 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;1 day left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That 1 day is your&lt;br /&gt;birthday. How can you study on that day?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Balance: 0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a mix version of U + Ur Hand (by Pink) with 4ever (by The Veronicas). Not bad, i would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/exElev8u9n/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/exElev8u9n/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&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/1424455194858833007-164936695079463786?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/164936695079463786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=164936695079463786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/164936695079463786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/164936695079463786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/10/something-interesting.html' title='Something interesting..'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-4847652091556403221</id><published>2008-09-30T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T09:55:59.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>randommmm</title><content type='html'>I realized that i love making lists, hahas. Although im not a mathetical person, i am actually pretty quite organised in some aspects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music exams over, such a relief. I think i did okay but the most important thing is to enjoy music. Exams are coming so i have to study the whole of tomorrow )): Oh well, &lt;strong&gt;selemat hari raya!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;b-l-i-s-s&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-4847652091556403221?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/4847652091556403221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=4847652091556403221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/4847652091556403221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/4847652091556403221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/09/randommmm.html' title='randommmm'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-7416765870487743519</id><published>2008-09-25T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T09:55:59.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>F1</title><content type='html'>Was asking parents to bring me to somewhere to get my ic done tomorrow. But...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry, we are going to &lt;strong&gt;watch F1 tomorrow&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;"Omg! I want to go too!!"&lt;br /&gt;"Only got 2 tickets. Your exams are coming so cannot go."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;wtf. Lucky people to have tickets. I also want to go lor. Who cares about exams when the lastest craze is in town, huh???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, thanks for the piano bag, i love it... and you guys&lt;br /&gt;and happy 4th anniversary!&lt;33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-7416765870487743519?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/7416765870487743519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=7416765870487743519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/7416765870487743519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/7416765870487743519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/09/f1.html' title='F1'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-3439025486545406098</id><published>2008-09-23T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T09:55:59.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet 15</title><content type='html'>Had a wonderful birthday today. I didnt even realised it was my birthday until i was on the bus, hahas. And even though today's my birthday, i keep forgetting the date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received many presents. I feel so heartache cause if it was me, i wouldnt buy so expensive gifts lor... So, thanks everyone! I love all of the presents. The chocolates, cake, earrings (4 pairs!!) books and etc. :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best birthday i ever celebrated in sec school and it wouldnt happen if it wasnt for you guys. So ya, thanks (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And special thanks to my sis&lt;33&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-3439025486545406098?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/3439025486545406098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=3439025486545406098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/3439025486545406098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/3439025486545406098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/09/sweet-15.html' title='Sweet 15'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-7048521111760966886</id><published>2008-09-21T12:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T09:55:59.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NANA</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/RW78XNyxl6/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/RW78XNyxl6/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the group in Superband last last week sang this song. I was like, where have i heard this song before? Its so awesome! Seriously, you MUST MUST MUST listen. Thumbs up! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, the MC said that it was one of the songs from a japanese movie, NANA. Turns out that NANA was also a manga which i wanted to read but because it was rated PG or smth like that so i never started reading. But the movie was quite nice (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another song, Glamorous Sky, is also very nice but its hard to find the full and clean version )): I wanted to put the song on my blog one leh )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i will stop (procastinating) here and start to study this afternoon. Byeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-7048521111760966886?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/7048521111760966886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=7048521111760966886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/7048521111760966886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/7048521111760966886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/09/nana.html' title='NANA'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-779617546562115810</id><published>2008-09-20T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T09:55:59.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams.</title><content type='html'>I have just watched finished Special A... Its the final episode and its really sad to know that. The anime is so funny and i looked forward to watch it like, every weekend. Now that its over, theres nothing i wanna watch!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think im giving up on watching Fated To Love You. No motivation to watch finish the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revised my maths in the morning and i realised i cant remember how to apply the formulas and even worse, what were the formulas. Am so going to die cause i really cant recap everything )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to those who are also like me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-779617546562115810?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/779617546562115810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=779617546562115810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/779617546562115810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/779617546562115810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/09/exams.html' title='Exams.'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-6083396760987960433</id><published>2008-09-15T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T09:55:59.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Howl's moving castle</title><content type='html'>I was surfing the net from morning till night yesterday and i came upon this video. When i first heard it, i cried. I dont know whether its because its been a long time since i heard the piece or the person played too well. Im pretty sure its the latter though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe Hisaishi is a gifted pianist in Japan and he played mainly songs from animes. Every piece he played, he puts all his feelings inside and you can feel it lor. I guess after so many o lvl music lesson, it has finally made me more "musical", lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are three which I really love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/D5tTiYT1cgU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D5tTiYT1cgU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d1ni1sVCgEk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d1ni1sVCgEk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qEb4TG10jW8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qEb4TG10jW8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&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/1424455194858833007-6083396760987960433?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/6083396760987960433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=6083396760987960433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/6083396760987960433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/6083396760987960433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/09/howl-moving-castle.html' title='Howl&amp;#39;s moving castle'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-4546601716414140324</id><published>2008-09-12T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T09:55:59.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you and me</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, life just sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Exams are coming and i am totally distracted. I have so many things to revise but i wanna watch my shows )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunts and Granny are flying over to Scotland today. I think Granny's pretty blessed for an old woman to be travelling at least 2 to 3 times every year. Like last year, she went China, Hong Kong, Japan and somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why, oh why, go to Scotland? There is only arts to view. Sorry, but im not an artistic person so i rather go Japan/Korea/Taiwan to shop, hahas. Thats what i define as travelling ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just hope that time can pass by soon so that i will not have to be stuck in Sec sch anymore. I cant stand having to remember the one thousand and one formulas for maths and i really want to start afresh. (Thats what i told myself when i first came into sec sch but i obviously failed.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one more year to go..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-4546601716414140324?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/4546601716414140324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=4546601716414140324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/4546601716414140324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/4546601716414140324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/09/you-and-me.html' title='you and me'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-2881291853505960567</id><published>2008-09-11T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T09:55:59.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sin</title><content type='html'>I feel so sinful, man )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You dont have to treat me so well; I dont deserve it. I know accepting things nicely is being gracious but i still dont like to owe people stuff and you are giving me pressure because the "debts" that i owe you is seriously too much. Even if you do not want me to repay you, i will feel obilge to. I know its out of goodwill and you really dote on me but still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try harder. Even though im not intelligent, i still will try my best. Why does the society have to be like this?! Why must everything based on certs?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. This is so stressful. I am going on hiatus until my exams are over. THE END.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-2881291853505960567?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/2881291853505960567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=2881291853505960567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/2881291853505960567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/2881291853505960567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/09/sin.html' title='Sin'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-359759332513780507</id><published>2008-09-04T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T09:55:59.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nuttin' But Stringz</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"I think that you two that you are going to be responsible for a lot of young kids going for violin lessons."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally agree, I totally agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before yesterday, if you ask me what other instruments i want to learn, violin is definitely not on the list. I was like, what's so great about it? You just pull strings and it sounds so classical. But after i watched Nuttin' But Stringz, i changed my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They just rock lor. How can anyone not like violins after watching their performance on &lt;strong&gt;America's Got Talents&lt;/strong&gt;??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FSVMHzKr_-A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FSVMHzKr_-A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&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/1424455194858833007-359759332513780507?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/359759332513780507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=359759332513780507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/359759332513780507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/359759332513780507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/09/nuttin-but-stringz.html' title='Nuttin&amp;#39; But Stringz'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-578592539852552904</id><published>2008-09-03T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T09:55:59.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I. AM. GETTING. IRRITATED.</title><content type='html'>Why? Cause of all those stupid videos for Fated To Love You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOW LONG DO THEY WANT ME TO WAIT JUST FOR ONE VIDEO WHICH LASTS FOR ONLY 9 MINUTES?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh!! Who wanna watch Cyborg She? Not sure when its released but i want to watch. Heard that its touching and really nice. Madagascar 2? Twilight? I cant wait for all those fantastik movies, heehee! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;One day, a beautiful cyborg girl appears in front of a dull university student. Even though the cyborg starts to like him, she can't truly feel emotions, so the boy has no choice but to say goodbye to her inhuman power and 'violence'. Missing her, he continues his lonely existence. Some time thereafter, a disastrous earthquake hits Tokyo, and the cyborg girl saves his life. In that moment, she starts to have feelings like a real human being.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lOa0KVQ-ObQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lOa0KVQ-ObQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&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/1424455194858833007-578592539852552904?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/578592539852552904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=578592539852552904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/578592539852552904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/578592539852552904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-am-getting-irritated.html' title='I. AM. GETTING. IRRITATED.'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-7878676682284069992</id><published>2008-09-03T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T09:55:59.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>summary of today</title><content type='html'>Kboxing @ Ehub today.&lt;br /&gt;So fun cause CR, XX and me so high. Hahas, dance dance and the synchronised singing/actions by me and XX! ;DDD&lt;br /&gt;But my throat... &lt;em&gt;*croak croak.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel so cheated lor... Where got medium size coke cost more than $2?? Wtf. My money nia. The fries only cost $1.40 but the set meal (fries + coke) costs $3.40. What kind of "set meal" is that??? Even the other set meal (small burger + coke + mashed potato) costs $3 only leh!! Not going back there to eat liao &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching Fated To Love You right now. I know im slow but there's a huge list of anime/manga/drama series/movies i wanna watch. Why one day only got 24 hours?? I havent even finish my hol hmk leh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, I LOVE SUSHI [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-7878676682284069992?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/7878676682284069992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=7878676682284069992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/7878676682284069992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/7878676682284069992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/09/summary-of-today.html' title='summary of today'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-6894936336637603233</id><published>2008-09-02T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T09:55:59.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GG</title><content type='html'>Happy birthday Eileen!! :DDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;Had a piece of cake and a cup of green tea though i never buy her bday pressie :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, im now watching &lt;strong&gt;Gossip Girl Season 2 Episode 1&lt;/strong&gt;. Thought i can come here and gloat for awhile, HAHAHAHAHAHS! Okay laa, watch it here (&lt;a href="http://www.sidereel.com/Gossip_Girl"&gt;http://www.sidereel.com/Gossip_Girl&lt;/a&gt;). Just scroll down and under&lt;strong&gt; Season 2&lt;/strong&gt;, click on the &lt;strong&gt;Episode 1 Summer Kind Of Wonderful&lt;/strong&gt; and you'll have 18 links to all those videos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aint that great?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-6894936336637603233?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/6894936336637603233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=6894936336637603233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/6894936336637603233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/6894936336637603233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/09/gg.html' title='GG'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-3759591147629935099</id><published>2008-09-01T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T09:55:59.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wall.E</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SLu4-ioCt0I/AAAAAAAABLU/hD2CzH6UHhU/s1600-h/wall-e-poster1-big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240985975961859906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SLu4-ioCt0I/AAAAAAAABLU/hD2CzH6UHhU/s400/wall-e-poster1-big.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to watch Wall.E later. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;, i read in the newspaper that this movie is competing Star Wars: The Clone Wars. At first i thought that The Clone Wars will definitely win cause the movie is so famous and there has been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lotsa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;advertisements&lt;/span&gt; made. Up till now, i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ive&lt;/span&gt; seen Wall.E's trailer, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hahas&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the reviews from the newspaper shocked me. The Clone Wars got only 1 star while Wall.E got 3.5 stars. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Whatsmore&lt;/span&gt;, Wall.E around the 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;-7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; positions of all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;pixar&lt;/span&gt; movies made. And in America, Wall.E earned about $208 million (i think?) while The Clone Wars made about... well, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;conviced&lt;/span&gt; cause there is hardly any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;dialogues&lt;/span&gt; and the summary was not very interesting. I mean, whats interesting about a robot who loves to pick rubbish falling in love with another robot and tries to save the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will the movie make me fall in love with it? Only time will tell (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;hahas&lt;/span&gt;, sounds so mysterious) cause i will be updating this entry after i watch the movie. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Buh&lt;/span&gt; bye[:&lt;br /&gt;________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UPDATED:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thumbs uppppppp! In the beginning it was quite boring cause Wall.E just do his hobby and follow Eve around. But it was so interesting in the middle. And soooo cute, awww (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-3759591147629935099?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/3759591147629935099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=3759591147629935099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/3759591147629935099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/3759591147629935099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/09/walle.html' title='Wall.E'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SLu4-ioCt0I/AAAAAAAABLU/hD2CzH6UHhU/s72-c/wall-e-poster1-big.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-2862938065498042689</id><published>2008-08-30T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T09:55:59.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>smile, cause there's every reason too.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SLljRGC92WI/AAAAAAAABLM/lS2pUpoSNpE/s1600-h/;REFLECTIONS.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240328786754263394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SLljRGC92WI/AAAAAAAABLM/lS2pUpoSNpE/s400/%253BREFLECTIONS.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing the good ol' times (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know how to say but it looks like we arent suitable to go along with others. I mean, why are there always unhappiness among our other friends? Not as in fight-fight but as in hard to trust them fully. If the four of us get along fine then why is it hard to get along with others? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess bond is an important factor of being a bestie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I remember summer nights alone,&lt;br /&gt;fireflies the only thing we own.&lt;/blockquote&gt;PS, SIHUI!! SHANON (please say you remember him... your p6 buddy??) IS A MODEL PUPIL! CAN BELIEVE OR NOT??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-2862938065498042689?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/2862938065498042689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=2862938065498042689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/2862938065498042689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/2862938065498042689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/08/smile-cause-there-every-reason-too.html' title='smile, cause there&amp;#39;s every reason too.'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SLljRGC92WI/AAAAAAAABLM/lS2pUpoSNpE/s72-c/%253BREFLECTIONS.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-4100876457035455815</id><published>2008-08-30T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T09:55:59.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gambateh!!</title><content type='html'>I feel so happy &amp;amp; blissful (:&lt;br /&gt;So, lets all work hard for the last term!&lt;a href="http://happyy-stop.co.nr" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm62/happyy-stop/studypink.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-4100876457035455815?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/4100876457035455815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=4100876457035455815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/4100876457035455815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/4100876457035455815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/08/gambateh.html' title='Gambateh!!'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-2090632536550019259</id><published>2008-08-28T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T09:55:59.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GG</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;GOSSIP GIRL 2&lt;/strong&gt; IS OUT ON 1ST SEP !!!!&lt;br /&gt;OH GOSH (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i have to wait for them to upload everything, urgh!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-2090632536550019259?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/2090632536550019259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=2090632536550019259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/2090632536550019259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/2090632536550019259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/08/gg.html' title='GG'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-1156754567750676404</id><published>2008-08-24T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T09:55:59.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>But you put on quite a show</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Don't tell me you're sorry cause you're not&lt;br /&gt;And baby when I know you're only sorry you got caught&lt;br /&gt;But you put on quite a show&lt;br /&gt;You really had me going&lt;br /&gt;But now it's time to go&lt;br /&gt;Curtain's finally closing&lt;br /&gt;That was quite a show&lt;br /&gt;Very entertaining&lt;br /&gt;But it's over now&lt;br /&gt;Go on and take a bow &lt;/blockquote&gt;Addicted to Rihanna's &lt;strong&gt;Take A Bow&lt;/strong&gt; nowadays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It must feel great to be a music prodigy (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-1156754567750676404?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/1156754567750676404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=1156754567750676404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/1156754567750676404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/1156754567750676404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/08/but-you-put-on-quite-show.html' title='But you put on quite a show'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-3646561144519496718</id><published>2008-08-23T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T09:55:59.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>La Campanella</title><content type='html'>From what i've learnt up till now, i think Liszt is the best pianist. Not even Mozart or Beethoven can be compared to all the incredibly difficult pieces he'd written though i dont understand why is Liszt not as famous as them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Liszt's La Campanella. The music is goddamn beautiful, Sad to say, very few can achieve its remarkable speed and sound. In Youtube, those people who played the song was not good enough. I know, their skills are awesome but they did not attain the actual speed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentina Lisista (i dont remember how to spell her name) currently the so-called the top pianist in the world did it. And i think shes the only one who can achieve its perfection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let her amaze you with Liszt's La Campanella. I dont understand how can her hands be so relaxed when the piece is full of well, you know. She plays as if it was a breeze. Some people are real scary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;videoid=6455261"&gt;Valentina Lisitsa plays Liszt  la Campanella&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;object width="425px" height="360px" &gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"/&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=6455261,t=1,mt=video"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=6455261,t=1,mt=video" width="425" height="360" allowFullScreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&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/1424455194858833007-3646561144519496718?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/3646561144519496718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=3646561144519496718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/3646561144519496718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/3646561144519496718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/08/la-campanella.html' title='La Campanella'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-1758120394557676250</id><published>2008-08-23T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T09:55:59.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>update</title><content type='html'>Computer has just been reformated. All information gone; thank god im smart enough to know how to retain those info, heehee! Anyway, its scary how the internet nowadays are so damn efficient. When i realised that i underestimated the strength of Blogger, it always intidimates me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive just abstained myself from the computer for 5 days! Hahas, self-control yea? Ok, nothing much to post. Im going to catch up reading other people's blog ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-1758120394557676250?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/1758120394557676250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=1758120394557676250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/1758120394557676250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/1758120394557676250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/08/update.html' title='update'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-4236113428728175986</id><published>2008-08-17T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T09:55:59.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Olympics</title><content type='html'>China got gold.&lt;br /&gt;Singapore got silver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, it was a fantastic game they put up there. I had a quesy stomach throughout cause China was really strong and Singapore was off-standard today (i think).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, yay yay! A silver after so many years :DDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-4236113428728175986?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/4236113428728175986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=4236113428728175986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/4236113428728175986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/4236113428728175986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/08/olympics.html' title='Olympics'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-3895570578586578923</id><published>2008-08-16T09:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T09:55:59.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>geography... say what?</title><content type='html'>DURING GEOG LESSON:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously pity WenPin... I mean, THE UMBRELLA IS STUCK ONTO HIS HEAD!! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SKYvZ5HPi-I/AAAAAAAABLE/-gVnQz_y2jk/s1600-h/geog+32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234923738739215330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SKYvZ5HPi-I/AAAAAAAABLE/-gVnQz_y2jk/s400/geog+32.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SKYvZIr86uI/AAAAAAAABKk/zIWoWdTAK2w/s1600-h/geog1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234923725739846370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SKYvZIr86uI/AAAAAAAABKk/zIWoWdTAK2w/s400/geog1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SKYvZRDftxI/AAAAAAAABKs/P7PGuMxr9hA/s1600-h/geog4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234923727986079506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SKYvZRDftxI/AAAAAAAABKs/P7PGuMxr9hA/s400/geog4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahas, look at Darren Eng's flowery bra!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SKYvZu40MdI/AAAAAAAABK0/iAYd8TL4-iU/s1600-h/geog+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234923735994347986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SKYvZu40MdI/AAAAAAAABK0/iAYd8TL4-iU/s400/geog+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SKYvZ6rzXqI/AAAAAAAABK8/rHNXOQyKslE/s1600-h/geog+16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234923739160993442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SKYvZ6rzXqI/AAAAAAAABK8/rHNXOQyKslE/s400/geog+16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all. See you, am heading to Charlene's house now ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-3895570578586578923?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/3895570578586578923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=3895570578586578923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/3895570578586578923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/3895570578586578923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/08/geography-say-what.html' title='geography... say what?'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SKYvZ5HPi-I/AAAAAAAABLE/-gVnQz_y2jk/s72-c/geog+32.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-8369331660994775028</id><published>2008-08-16T09:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T09:55:59.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OLYMPICS SPIRIT</title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;For the past few years&lt;/s&gt; For the entire of my 14 years of life, i had never once read about olympics/ know when and where the olympics took place/ know who are the stars of the olympics etc. You get it. I have no knowledge of olympics and have never bother myself with it for the past 14 years of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this year, i watched parts of the grand opening, stayed up till 11.30pm yesterday just to watch the Singapore female table tennis beat South Korea and even know one of the stars... Micheal Phelps! Gosh, im totally contracting the olympics fever. Am so going to watch tomorrow's table tennis battle. &lt;strong&gt;GO SINGAPORE, I HAVE NEVER BEEN SOOOOOOO PROUD OF YOU [[[[:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So glad i watched the olympics this year. Its definitely exciting. After all, Singapore is getting a medal after like, what, 48 years?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-8369331660994775028?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/8369331660994775028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=8369331660994775028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/8369331660994775028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/8369331660994775028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/08/olympics-spirit.html' title='OLYMPICS SPIRIT'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-4118321857529150063</id><published>2008-08-14T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T09:55:59.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>guardian angel</title><content type='html'>I got distinction for my grade 6 piano exam.&lt;br /&gt;Shocked? Me too, and that includes my piano teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wont elaborate much. Am happy yet i feel so.. undeserving. I dont deserve the cert at all. To be able to get such an excellent result, it must have been the work of Lady Luck. I dont like it if its because of my luck; i want my skills and techniques to be really able to reach that standard. A naggy voice in my heart keeps saying &lt;strong&gt;"you dont deserve it, you lucky bastard."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It aint making me feel good cause im agreeing with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, 天使我爱你 right now. Saw a handmade trailer while looking for a song. The story plot seems really nice ((:&lt;br /&gt;Heres the video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NI4SsedRseI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NI4SsedRseI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS, im soooo loving J.CO's doughnuts! YUMMYLICIOUS [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-4118321857529150063?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/4118321857529150063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=4118321857529150063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/4118321857529150063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/4118321857529150063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/08/guardian-angel.html' title='guardian angel'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-2805567520598760260</id><published>2008-08-10T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T09:55:59.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>--</title><content type='html'>Dont feel like posting nowadays since theres nothing for me to post. Decided to go on a hiatus. Will come back once in awhile though. Oh, you can leave msgs on the tagboard and i will reply them. Keep it alive, kay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;See you, then (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS&lt;/strong&gt; oh my gosh, how patriotic can you get? Jojo, cant believe that you actually play all those national songs in your blog! Damn cute la you :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSPS&lt;/strong&gt; happy belated national day singapore!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-2805567520598760260?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/2805567520598760260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=2805567520598760260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/2805567520598760260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/2805567520598760260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='--'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-3507823916179212855</id><published>2008-08-08T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T09:55:59.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I think im falling in love</title><content type='html'>Ahh, so much fun today. The best National Day celebration ever. Wont elaborate more. Just know that the song sung by &lt;strong&gt;A in Ace &lt;/strong&gt;(must support 2/7'07!!) for the Talent Quest rocks (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/twj6ugXLOb/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/twj6ugXLOb/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&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/1424455194858833007-3507823916179212855?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/3507823916179212855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=3507823916179212855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/3507823916179212855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/3507823916179212855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-think-im-falling-in-love.html' title='I think im falling in love'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-8104767424771762381</id><published>2008-08-07T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T09:55:59.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mixed it all up!</title><content type='html'>Feel so sad yet happy nowadays? Gosh, mixed feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, 分手快乐 is the song my team had chosen for the chinese project. Its so fun today, trying to change the lyrics. I must admit, we do have some talent, hahas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed my primary school friends suddenly. And i feel like some kind of robot. School, do homework, eat and sleep. The worst is, i have to force myelf to practice the piano few hours per day. I just cant get the fast part )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish to see&lt;em&gt; them&lt;/em&gt; as soon as possible...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-8104767424771762381?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/8104767424771762381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=8104767424771762381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/8104767424771762381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/8104767424771762381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/08/mixed-it-all-up.html' title='mixed it all up!'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-3205501913990883467</id><published>2008-08-06T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T09:55:59.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>INDIGNANT!</title><content type='html'>Crammed lotsa food into my stomach today.&lt;br /&gt;Felt very scared, shocked, anxious and finally indignant about a certain matter.&lt;br /&gt;Not in the feeling to blog and rant here. Going to my livejournal account to crap. Buhbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS, cheer up Yiling! :DDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-3205501913990883467?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/3205501913990883467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=3205501913990883467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/3205501913990883467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/3205501913990883467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/08/indignant.html' title='INDIGNANT!'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-673223073620108806</id><published>2008-08-04T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T09:55:59.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What to do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I HAVE ABOSUTELY NOTHING TO BRING TOMORROW FOR THE OLD FOLKS' HOME!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-673223073620108806?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/673223073620108806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=673223073620108806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/673223073620108806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/673223073620108806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-to-do.html' title='What to do?'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-3389574888220535973</id><published>2008-08-03T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T09:55:59.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair care</title><content type='html'>Like omg. I went to find reviews on &lt;strong&gt;Pantene Pro-v&lt;/strong&gt; when i found out that its actually bad for hair?? Im not sure how true the reviews are but many of them (some are hair stylists) says that their hair actually falls off after a few months. They also say that&lt;strong&gt; Pantene&lt;/strong&gt; contains some kind of wax or something which makes your hair shine but in reality, it isnt good at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pantene&lt;/strong&gt; is the longest shampoo in this line so are the effects that bad? Some people love it but lotsa boo-ed it. How?? I want to use &lt;strong&gt;Pantene &lt;/strong&gt;leh. But i scared hor, my hair drops out. I dont mind if its a few strands per day (since my hair is ultra thick) but some says its not just a few strands. Its a whole patch!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got any long time user of &lt;strong&gt;Pantene&lt;/strong&gt; or not? Must tell me your testimonials leh. I used to use &lt;strong&gt;Sunsilk&lt;/strong&gt; but i think its not strong enough for my hair. It makes my hair soft after i wash it but when it dries, the effect goes off. Plus, it makes my hair fall off. After that, i didnt dare to try the brand anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, im using &lt;strong&gt;Asience&lt;/strong&gt; and like what it says, it makes my hair soft and tangle-free. However, it does not make my hair smooth/sleek nor does it moisturize my hair. &lt;strong&gt;Herbal Essence&lt;/strong&gt; has zero effect on my hair. Same goes for &lt;strong&gt;Dove&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit sia. I almost try all the shampoos you can find in Singapore but none of them suits me!! My only hope is &lt;strong&gt;Pantene&lt;/strong&gt; (since i never try that before) but after reading all those reviews, im super duper scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! There's still &lt;strong&gt;L'oreal&lt;/strong&gt; and anti-dandruff shampoos. But looking at my mum, dad, sister and cousin, i conclude that &lt;strong&gt;L'oreal &lt;/strong&gt;is very strong and anti-dandruff shampoo DOES NOT works on dry hair. So frustrating man. What shampoos do you guys use?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS, i just realised. There's one more shampoo i can place my faith and hopes in - &lt;strong&gt;SILKPRO&lt;/strong&gt;!! Will go and find reviews right now. Pray that the results are good although i still cant get over &lt;strong&gt;Pantene&lt;/strong&gt; cause its been one of the best and cheapest shampoo around!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-3389574888220535973?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/3389574888220535973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=3389574888220535973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/3389574888220535973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/3389574888220535973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/08/hair-care.html' title='Hair care'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-7868105034494908423</id><published>2008-08-03T08:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T09:55:59.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New car</title><content type='html'>Daddy got his new car yesterday and i dont really like it. It costs a bomb and i must say the functions are thumbs up. But i dont like the car and the design. The new car looks big and bulky compared to the previous car and its white in colour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that i hate white but white for a car? It seems so... dirty -.- Why cant it be gray or black or blue? But then, white was the only colour left for the model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum's not very happy either. Cause maintaining a lifestyle like ours is difficult - especially when daddy always spends his money lavishly and when the total income is not a lot. My piano fees now costs more than a thousand per term plus my sister's tuition fees and the car expenses... No wonder mum's unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayonara, people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-7868105034494908423?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/7868105034494908423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=7868105034494908423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/7868105034494908423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/7868105034494908423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-car.html' title='New car'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-4754354131965289315</id><published>2008-08-02T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T09:55:59.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the 7 things i hate about you</title><content type='html'>From Miley's new album, Breakout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5an4vN6bFnc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5an4vN6bFnc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 7 things I hate about you&lt;br /&gt;You're vain, your games, you're insecure&lt;br /&gt;You love me, you like her&lt;br /&gt;You make me laugh, you make me cry&lt;br /&gt;I don't know which side to buy&lt;br /&gt;Your friends, they're jerks&lt;br /&gt;When you act like them, just know it hurts&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be with the one I know&lt;br /&gt;And the 7th thing I hate the most that you do&lt;br /&gt;You make me love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And compared to all the great things&lt;br /&gt;That would take too long to write&lt;br /&gt;I probably should mention&lt;br /&gt;The 7 that I like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 7 things I like about you&lt;br /&gt;Your hair, your eyes, your old Levi's&lt;br /&gt;When we kiss I'm hypnotized&lt;br /&gt;You make me laugh, you make me cry&lt;br /&gt;But I guess that's both I'll have to buy&lt;br /&gt;Your hands in mine&lt;br /&gt;When we're intertwined, everything's alright&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be with the one I know&lt;br /&gt;And the 7th thing I like most that you do&lt;br /&gt;You make me love you&lt;br /&gt;You do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song is so cute. This totally describe those playboys. They are so flirtatious and you get so frustrated because you love him so dearly. Hahas ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad to say, her songs are still not my type except for&lt;strong&gt; 7 things&lt;/strong&gt; and&lt;strong&gt; goodbye&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-4754354131965289315?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/4754354131965289315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=4754354131965289315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/4754354131965289315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/4754354131965289315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/08/7-things-i-hate-about-you.html' title='the 7 things i hate about you'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-2528260792600519775</id><published>2008-07-31T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T09:55:59.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oxymorons</title><content type='html'>Damn. Just when i found a nice yet unique name for my new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;blog's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;url&lt;/span&gt;, it has to be taken!!! WHY?! I can forgive if the blogger is updating the blog but its been like a gazillion years and there is not even one post! Then why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; you just delete it and let others use the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;url&lt;/span&gt;?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a word i learnt in lit today. Oxymoron. Nice right! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hahas&lt;/span&gt;, people who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know the meaning may think you are scolding them. But oxymoron is a figure of speech that combines two normally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;contradictory&lt;/span&gt; terms. For example, &lt;em&gt;expect the unexpected&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;same difference&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cool right? Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though my lit sucks, i love the subject &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hella&lt;/span&gt; lots! XX says its boring but i disagree. IT IS boring when you have to study the text alone. But if there is mentor a to guide you, its definitely interesting. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Everytime&lt;/span&gt; i study the text on my own i will be like, there's no points at all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt;. But when Mrs &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Xie&lt;/span&gt; go through with us, suddenly dozens of information comes popping out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its fun cause i get amazed by how much information you can fish out in just a few paragraphs! Plus, the more you fish out, the more hidden meanings you will uncover! Like a mystery and you have to find the clues and piece them together to see the big picture. I love things like that cause i love to uncover secrets meanings, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;hahas&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Half-truths are more deceitful than complete lies.&lt;/strong&gt; Oh, how i love this sentence [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-2528260792600519775?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/2528260792600519775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=2528260792600519775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/2528260792600519775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/2528260792600519775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/07/oxymorons.html' title='oxymorons'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-181788125938810423</id><published>2008-07-31T03:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T09:55:59.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ungodly hour part 3</title><content type='html'>Woke up at 3am and lie on my bed until 3.30am before searching for snacks. Now at nearly four, im at my computer, trying to find something to do. 20minutes ago, my father was playing this computer. Im scared that the computer will crash cause its been on since yesterday's afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont ask me why i woke up at such an early time. Okay, i go find things to do. Byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-181788125938810423?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/181788125938810423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=181788125938810423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/181788125938810423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/181788125938810423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/07/ungodly-hour-part-3.html' title='ungodly hour part 3'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-3522131855673547556</id><published>2008-07-29T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T09:56:00.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh my goodness gracious me!</title><content type='html'>Was reading some forum posts at blogskins.com when i found this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;F CUP COOKIES (BREAST ENHANCING COOKIES)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ &lt;a href="http://yummyrainbow.livejournal.com/"&gt;http://yummyrainbow.livejournal.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Japan's popular breast enhancing cookie (NO NEED TO UNDERGO SURGERY!) F Cup Cookies promises you to increase your cup size within 2 weeks of consumption! Hot selling product in Taiwan, Japan &amp;amp; Singapore. It was sold over hundred thousands boxes of cookies in Japan. They are highly recommended by celebrities on Taiwanese programs such as『我的美人計』, 『女人我最大』 and 『流行inHouse』! &lt;/blockquote&gt;What the hell??!?! Shocking that the world can have such stuff. I seriously doubt that its safe for consumption but oh well, those girls who fret over their boobs sizes can try this because you are supposed to achieve the biggest cup size! Theres even the peach flavour tea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, English results, though not what i hoped for, was quite okay since i was around the top few people who managed to score from 19 - 22 marks. Saw lotsa tears today and i wonder why...?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-3522131855673547556?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/3522131855673547556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=3522131855673547556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/3522131855673547556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/3522131855673547556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/07/oh-my-goodness-gracious-me.html' title='oh my goodness gracious me!'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-5602592855129128289</id><published>2008-07-28T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T09:56:00.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baddies )):</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SI21esN2ZfI/AAAAAAAABKQ/lwbfzft37ec/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228034281316967922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SI21esN2ZfI/AAAAAAAABKQ/lwbfzft37ec/s400/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you guys, so kawaii! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Let's see... (From the left to right):&lt;/u&gt; Sihui [cause she looks so sleepy], Xinyi [looks very elegant like that, still drink coffee], yiling [hahas, yiling loves to play, dont you?] and me [looks the youngest and im indeed the youngest!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Which one irks you more ? Betrayals, hypocrites or bitches?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a hard time deciding which one; betrayals or hypocrites. When i think into it, i cant really differentiate. So i went to Dictionary.com to check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Hypocrites:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. a person who pretends to have virtues, moral or religious beliefs, principles, etc., that he or she does not actually possess, esp. a person whose actions belie stated beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;2. a person who feigns some desirable or publicly approved attitude, esp. one whose private life, opinions, or statements beliefs his or her public statements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Betrayals:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. to be unfaithful in guarding, maintaining, or fulfilling: to betray a trust.&lt;br /&gt;2. to disappoint the hopes or expectations of; be disloyal to: to betray one's friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, i conclude that betrayals irks me more. Why would you wanna lie to your friend and misuse their trust? Hypocrites lie to but they dont make use of their friend's trust. Backstabbing, gossiping about friends badly definitely falls under the category of betrayers. Hypocrites need not neccersarily be your friend so the damage wont be so big..?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-5602592855129128289?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/5602592855129128289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=5602592855129128289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/5602592855129128289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/5602592855129128289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/07/baddies.html' title='baddies )):'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/SI21esN2ZfI/AAAAAAAABKQ/lwbfzft37ec/s72-c/5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-6784396725679246922</id><published>2008-07-28T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T09:56:00.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good or bad?</title><content type='html'>Argh, my ear studs kena confiscated today. Like what the fck lor. The teacher warned me during morning assembly. So being the guai kia, i immediately took out my left ear stud. But before i had the time to take out the other ear stud, my class stood up and was moving. I had no choice but to wait until im back in class and take out my ear stud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before walking more than a few steps, the same teacher pulled me and several students out, confiscating our earrings. I was like,&lt;em&gt; what?! I didnt have time to take out my earring like that also kena? What do you want me to do? Take out all my earrings before moving and obstruct other people's way??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like that my earrings kena confiscated. Wth sia, i seriously wanted to stop wearing it after the first warning just that i didnt have time to take it out -.-" Now what, ear studs cannot wear, ear sticks also cannot wear. So shitty seah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My amaths is better than my emaths nowadays. I dont know how that could happen considering the fact that i failed all my test for amaths throughout the whole of last semester. Pray that i can pass my EOY exams too! Though my maths results improved but its soooo not my standard. The paper was super duper easy. I should have gotten at least a B3 )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting back English results tmr. Hope that my English can get A so that my overall wouldnt fail. But then again, i cant get any results worser than last term's. Argh, geography! Im so gonna fail it manxzx! Confirmed 5 marks gone and not to mention there were a few answers that i doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must work hard to the max from now on. Without my amaths tuition and the fact that i play my com almost every single day actually can help me improve in my studies. Hahas, cause last time cannot play com so no motivation to do hmk. Now that i want to read my mangas, i have to complete my hmk first so i keep chiong-ing. Heehee:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum's not happy though. Cause she keep seeing my "relaxing" at home but the truth is, i chiong alot in school just so i can relax at home, hahas. Okay, im going to do my homework now. Catch ya later (8&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-6784396725679246922?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/6784396725679246922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=6784396725679246922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/6784396725679246922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/6784396725679246922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/07/good-or-bad.html' title='Good or bad?'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-8958055423834966368</id><published>2008-07-27T10:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T09:56:00.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change of skin</title><content type='html'>Changed my skin, finally. If you havent notice yet, i took out my cbox. Nobody's commenting and im lazy to reply most of the comments so yea. But you can click on the "Say Something" link just below my blog title to comment. It will link you to Blogger's comment post. I dont think i will reply though. After all, anything you guys can email/msn me since those who read my blog are my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taa-daa, people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATED:&lt;br /&gt;I put back the tagboard as i deleted away the song and without the song and the tagboard, it looks plain -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1424455194858833007-8958055423834966368?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/8958055423834966368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=8958055423834966368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/8958055423834966368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/8958055423834966368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/07/change-of-skin.html' title='Change of skin'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1424455194858833007.post-1262458910010362424</id><published>2008-07-27T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T09:56:00.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And it's just too hard to watch it all slowly fade away</title><content type='html'>Was searching for &lt;u&gt;Gotta Go My Own Way by HSM2&lt;/u&gt; when i found Nikki Gil. It didnt sound like a recording at first (you know, use the mp3 to record from dont know where) so i thought its the original version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the girl started singing, no doubt it wasnt Vanessa Anne Hudgen. I was frigging pissed cause i hate those type where people try to sing the song themselves and dont even do a good job and make the song sound bad &lt;strong&gt;AND DESPITE THAT&lt;/strong&gt;, their view points are super high cause they refresh the page themselves or something like that. I almost wanted to [x] that page when i noticed how good the singer was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nikki Gil is a singer/host/actress and her voice is damn nice la. Though i dont like most of her songs but i gotta admit that her voice is fantastic! 'Nuff said. Here's one her version of &lt;u&gt;Gotta Go My Own Way by HSM2&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/1e9wtsSIUx/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/1e9wtsSIUx/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&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/1424455194858833007-1262458910010362424?l=her-notepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/feeds/1262458910010362424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1424455194858833007&amp;postID=1262458910010362424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/1262458910010362424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1424455194858833007/posts/default/1262458910010362424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-notepad.blogspot.com/2008/07/and-it-just-too-hard-to-watch-it-all.html' title='And it&amp;#39;s just too hard to watch it all slowly fade away'/><author><name>SQ007</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYDLc0xINtE/S4u4Ty7C5dI/AAAAAAAACe4/f2M0Ha9MZeI/S220/bobo2511.1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
