<?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-35847019</id><updated>2011-07-29T12:19:46.019+08:00</updated><category term='cheer'/><category term='It&apos;ll all get better in time'/><category term='love that makes me whole'/><category term='THE BIG BANG'/><category term='backache'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='hates school'/><category term='Miura Haruma'/><category term='maths suckssss'/><category term='holidays are only for p school kids'/><category term='martyred'/><category term='friday&apos;s results.'/><category term='koizora'/><category term='I said it&apos;s too late okay.'/><category term='sports day'/><category term='we do. 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title=''/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-7513078888288697687</id><published>2009-12-02T11:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T11:08:30.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Over-dued pix for Grad Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_4534.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/IMG_4534.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_4497.jpg" 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-5396996633923099215</id><published>2009-11-16T19:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T19:47:44.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HOLS ARE HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;YAY x100000000000000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-5396996633923099215?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/5396996633923099215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=5396996633923099215' title='0 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unanswered are simply instances in which God has lovingly overruled out wishes. He knows that what we have asked for is not best. Or it may be that our timing is not His timing, or He has some far greater purpose in mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-1143465205243126061?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/1143465205243126061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=1143465205243126061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/1143465205243126061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/1143465205243126061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2009/09/daily-bread-sept-7-some-prayers-that.html' title=''/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-8024696118684117742</id><published>2009-08-30T20:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T20:44:43.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;current=thegirlwholeaptthroughtime.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/thegirlwholeaptthroughtime.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jap anime: The girl who leapt through time.&lt;br /&gt;A 2006 production. Caught it on Okto yesterday Night.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm in love with Jap animes... &lt;br /&gt;(L) Chiaki, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But... time waits for no one?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-8024696118684117742?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/8024696118684117742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=8024696118684117742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/8024696118684117742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/8024696118684117742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2009/08/jap-anime-girl-who-leapt-through-time.html' title=''/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-5428312814346165678</id><published>2009-08-05T15:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T12:40:53.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Someone who knows me, really knows me well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-5428312814346165678?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/5428312814346165678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=5428312814346165678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/5428312814346165678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/5428312814346165678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2009/08/x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-xxxxxxxxx.html' title=''/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-782357727114853455</id><published>2009-08-04T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T18:08:17.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had like Sleep paralysis a few days ago. It's really scary cause I feel that there's a pillow suffocating me and I can't breathe. In fact, I'm too tired to move to get rid of that pillow. FREAKY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I found from wikip, &lt;br /&gt;Causes of Sleep Paralysis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping in a face upwards or supine position &lt;br /&gt;Irregular sleeping schedules; naps, sleeping in, sleep deprivation &lt;br /&gt;Increased stress &lt;br /&gt;Sudden environmental/lifestyle changes &lt;br /&gt;A lucid dream that immediately precedes the episode. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm deprived of sleep like srsly.... On an average, I usually only get 5 hours sleep everyday. AHHH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-782357727114853455?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/782357727114853455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=782357727114853455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/782357727114853455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/782357727114853455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-had-like-sleep-paralysis-few-days-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-7734548607464503460</id><published>2009-07-23T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T23:30:02.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel sick. I don't know what is wrong with me. I'm feeling very emotional today and I guess that not being able to cope with my studies is actually affecting my relationship with people at home. The stress is really killing me. I need a good cry but the thing is I hate crying infront of my family members. So I'm like bottling up everything that's inside of me and I think I'm going to explode sooner or later cause I'm hurting way too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit that I'm losing interest in Biology, but I can't bear to tell Ms Goh that cause I know that will definitely break her heart as a teacher. Maybe cause I'm not used to the new class environment that's why I'm feeling really insecure. I need people to be around me. I can't go out of my comfort zone or else I'll panic or whatever not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if I'll be able to survive the 'O' levels and get my results Next January cause I'm really loss for words now. I don't even know what are my strong subjects and how I can push my grades up up up. It's really sickening. I even have to go to desperate measures like thinking about applying for DSA to Junior Colleges instead of relying on my O lvl Cert to get me anywhere I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think only God understands my pain and he seriously knows what I'm feeling now cause I don't think anyone else does. I'm trying to pick myself up again and not lose heart over such matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But time and time again, wounds are being re-exposed and this pain is excruciating. I guess all sec4s and 5s need to endure this kind of hardship one day so I need to tell myself to MOVE ON AND NOT GIVE UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray for me.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo, M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-7734548607464503460?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/7734548607464503460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=7734548607464503460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/7734548607464503460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/7734548607464503460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-feel-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-6821327951875909193</id><published>2009-06-24T21:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T22:02:58.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg I'm not running a temp anymore :) Saturday- Tuesday almost killed me cause my fever was so high Idk I almost exploded; highest was 39.6 what'd you expect? So Dad brought me to Raffles Medicial in T3 after my Bio and Chem tuition on Sunday and the nurse actually isolated me cause I was having fever :( Oh and I sms-ed a few people like telling them that I was really afraid of getting H1N1 cause I had body aches too so yeah. Anyway Thank God it was only tonsillitis (throat infection) The body aches were due to the high fever so yeah. Omg I was so happy it wasn't H1N1. Ah, call me paranoid or what. LOL. Ah and I couldn't sleep much during the 4 days. Woke up in the middle of the night and vomitted, no appetite, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, THANK GOD I'm well already and I went back to school today! Cause I really told God that I die die also must go to school today cause it's really important and I wish I could get well before today. So....yeah! He answered my prayers:) Oh and Jane See stopped me today before I entered class after she heard me speak. She was like "Are you okay......." and asked me all the crap questions. I was like yes I'm fine. But she didn't believe me and even asked someone to take my temp. And I was like Omg pls no fever no fever no fever or else I need to go home....... And tata! 36.7 YES YES YES! Anw, Today they gave some trial oral thing and omg mine ended at 7pm when they actually said it would start at 1.30pm and end at 5.00pm. Liarzxz. That's 2 hours diff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anyway I've not completed 99% of my hwk and I don't really bother anymore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Idk why I'm not feeling anxious at all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's my 78651251616516519495165164 time typing this song&lt;br /&gt;But It's my F.a.v.o.u.r.i.t.e to the max :'(&lt;br /&gt;Such a beautiful song&lt;br /&gt;OMG I LOVE NERINA PALLOT LOVE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sophia- Nerina Pallot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 o' clock and a fire escape symphony,&lt;br /&gt;Spilling out across the road and the square,&lt;br /&gt;And the sky's the same as your own,&lt;br /&gt;do you think of me?&lt;br /&gt;Do the parks, and trees, and the leaves, reach you, there?&lt;br /&gt;After the rain, in the lonely hours he haunts me, calling out,&lt;br /&gt;Again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophia, Sophia, I'm burning, I'm burning.&lt;br /&gt;It's a fire, it's a fire, I cannot put out,&lt;br /&gt;Sophia, Sophia, I'm learning that some things,&lt;br /&gt;I can't go without and one of of them is him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I walk these streets like a stranger in my home town,&lt;br /&gt;Learn the language, form the words when I speak,&lt;br /&gt;But he changed me, I'm his ghost since he came around,&lt;br /&gt;And now I count the hours and the days in the weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passion and silence,&lt;br /&gt;Every word, every line, a measure,&lt;br /&gt;It's the science of the soul,&lt;br /&gt;And his books, they breathe a reason and now I want to know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophia, Sophia, I'm burning, I'm burning,&lt;br /&gt;It's a fire, it's a fire, I cannot put out,&lt;br /&gt;Sophia, Sophia, I'm learning that some things,&lt;br /&gt;I can't go without and one of of them is him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, with your new born eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever loved a man like I love him?&lt;br /&gt;Do you hurt but still feel alive, like never before?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Sophia, Sophia.&lt;br /&gt;Sophia, Sophia, I'm burning, I'm burning,&lt;br /&gt;It's a fire, it's a fire, I cannot put out,&lt;br /&gt;Sophia, Sophia, I'm learning that some things,&lt;br /&gt;I can't go without and one of of them is him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-6821327951875909193?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/6821327951875909193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=6821327951875909193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/6821327951875909193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/6821327951875909193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2009/06/omg-im-not-running-temp-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-6547394375817827079</id><published>2009-06-19T13:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T13:24:56.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=books.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/books.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I doing with my life.&lt;br /&gt;Hellooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-6547394375817827079?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/6547394375817827079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=6547394375817827079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/6547394375817827079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/6547394375817827079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-am-i-doing-with-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-7485469740289719086</id><published>2009-06-11T19:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T19:33:49.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mv-day is love</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;You make it easier when life gets hard&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today was stupid :( We needed to go back to school to have A.Maths lesson. 4 hours of A Maths is just suicidal. Crazy right!!! Wonder what's up with the school. And we did differentiation today and I totally suck in differentiation that's cause my foundation isn't there Yet. I'm trying to build it up though :/ Anw, I guess today's lesson really helped me a lot and yay? And I didn't need to stay for Chem(SPA) so I could leave at 12.15 yayzxz! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today is officially &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;MV&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;day&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;333333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Guess where we went!!!!!! We went to&lt;strong&gt; ICE CREAM CHEFS&lt;/strong&gt; at Upper East Coast Road. I remember we were like telling each other before Chinese 'O' levels that We need to go to Ice Cream Chefs one day and Tata, today was the day. Hahaha it's our first time there! Luckily we didn't get lost cause I CHECKED THE WEBSITE YESTERDAY and I'm so glad they indicated what buses we could take to get there. That helped alottttttt and thanks to our eyeballs for not missing the stop.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay actually we did miss a stop. We stopped outside St.Patrick's sec so we needed to walk all the way there. HAHA. Oh well, but it wasn't that far anyway.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh oh and I think we chose the wrong flavours but it still tasted okay overall. V ate Rum the Raisins(&lt;em&gt;OMG DO NOT EVER TRY THIS. I THINK IT TASTES LIKE ALCOHOL&lt;/em&gt;) and Passion Kiwi Fuz. I ate Strawberry and Passion Kiwi Fuz. Passion Kiwi Fuz is srsly not bad. I like it (: I had sooooooo much fun today! PICTURE SPAMMM goes here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo1768x.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/Photo1768x.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;YUM TUM TUM. All Mine HEHEEEEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo1761.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/Photo1761.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left M's, Right V's.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo1759.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/Photo1759.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY YUM.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo0866.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/Photo0866.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo1736.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/Photo1736.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo1741.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/Photo1741.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot a lot of pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo0864.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/Photo0864.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo1774.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/Photo1774.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo1758.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/Photo1758.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw Jillian's picture! Omg I miss her loads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=mv.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/mv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=v.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/v.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V acting all sweet and innocent. Haha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=meee.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/meee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me is fire-ry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=v1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/v1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V is fire-ry too (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=wlove.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/wlove.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Eh screw my short hair man&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=xoxo-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/xoxo-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;current=Photo0858.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/Photo0858.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had the best heart to heart talk with V. Sure needed that. Life has been really crazy these days and I want it to stop. Rawr! Mv-day is &lt;strong&gt;love. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-7485469740289719086?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/7485469740289719086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=7485469740289719086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/7485469740289719086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/7485469740289719086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2009/06/mv-day-is-love.html' title='Mv-day is love'/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-6069236834374987094</id><published>2009-06-04T23:50:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T00:07:45.441+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hates school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love chemistry so weird right'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bio is pissing me off'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love kim bum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i want gd grades'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays are only for p school kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eagles are cool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no life starting from tmr'/><title type='text'>GOODBYE BY LOYAL READERS.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=dontforgettfly.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/dontforgettfly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more procrastinating anymore!&lt;br /&gt;It's time for me to &lt;s&gt;fly&lt;/s&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;soar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll REALLY be on Hiatus this time round.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh, kill me if anyone of you guys see me online okay?&lt;br /&gt;That'll like totally knock some sense into me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CAUSE PRELIMS ARE COMING ALR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm wasting time here :/&lt;br /&gt;Gah sometimes you wanna do something so badly but your mind just won't allow you to focus and your legs will like tour you around your house or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And those fingers of yours just won't allow you to press&lt;br /&gt;the 'Switch off' button on your computer and your butt won't get off the seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye Earthlings. Omg, sounds like ducklings.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be an Eagle because Eagles soar high above the skies.&lt;br /&gt;and that's when you have FLYING colours.&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone get the joke?&lt;br /&gt;Gah, oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I love Kim Bum for the very last time,&lt;br /&gt;M.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-6069236834374987094?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/6069236834374987094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=6069236834374987094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/6069236834374987094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/6069236834374987094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2009/06/goodbye-by-loyal-readers.html' title='GOODBYE BY LOYAL READERS.'/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-5255441355887398465</id><published>2009-06-04T19:41:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T20:12:39.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BOF BOF BOF</title><content type='html'>Have you found your &lt;em&gt;So-eulmate&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Haha xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Kim Sang Bum and Kim So Eun! &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And So Eun will be like: " Yi Jung sunbae....." &lt;br /&gt;Okay, I think I'm going mad ovr BOF.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. B)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimbumandsoeun.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/kimbumandsoeun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;credits go to &lt;a href="http://hey-insomnia.livejournal.com/"&gt;http://hey-insomnia.livejournal.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, these are pics from my Teevee screen. Zen smsed me yesterday about this so yeah took some pictures hehe C: Ahh Gu Jun Pyo(Lee Min Ho) is like so tall man. He's 186cm. Ahhh so adorable xD Guem Jan Di(Koo Hye Sun) is also very pretty too. Ahh omg lovelove man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo1632.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/Photo1632.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo1626.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/Photo1626.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo1610.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/Photo1610.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo1628.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/Photo1628.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know how to play Starlight Tears already! (I LEARNT IT TODAY!) It's one of the Ost's for BOF (: I've finished watching BOF already and I'm so sad! I dont know why! :( Just sad that it ended cause I really liked the show. I especially like Ji Hoo's(Kim Hyun Joong ) character in BOF. He's like the Knight in shining armour, always there for Jan Di. Omg lah so kooool. It's so nice to have someone who's always there to protect you. BLAH fantasy aey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I know how to play:&lt;br /&gt;1. Because I'm stupid&lt;br /&gt;2. Starlight Tears&lt;br /&gt;3. Stand by me&lt;br /&gt;4. Lucky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't like the June holidays for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe I'm playing way too much T.T&lt;br /&gt;and I hate my homework even more.&lt;br /&gt;Blah x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I love Kim Bum,&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;33&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-5255441355887398465?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/5255441355887398465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=5255441355887398465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/5255441355887398465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/5255441355887398465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2009/06/bof-bof-bof.html' title='BOF BOF BOF'/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-3689355624160732358</id><published>2009-06-02T14:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T14:22:00.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>金範/Kim Bum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=imy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/imy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;안녕하세요,&lt;br /&gt;(hello)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad that P1&amp;amp;2 is finally over! So I've gotta focus now on Oral and Listening. Gah, both weak components. Super bad. Haha. Went to Joyce's house yesterday to Game. I think MSEA is  super boring now, but I'm happy that my account didn't get hacked (: Oh then I watched Boys Over Flowers on Mysoju yesterday - pratically the whole night and I must say that &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;You-know-who&lt;/span&gt; is soooo hot. Then started playing Neopets cause I was bored to tears. - &lt;em&gt;Omg right, can you believe that I played Neopets?&lt;/em&gt; Hahaha cause I seriously can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So study plan will start tomorrow and I seriously hope that I'll have the determination to do so. FOCUS!!! I think I'm gonna cut my hair real soon cause the weather's killing me :/ Ahahaha. Talked to SuperMario aka. Zenon on msn (hehe) and found out something about Kim Bum! His chinese name is 金範, kinda direct translation from his Korean name. Cool aye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures of 金範 for my next post?&lt;br /&gt;Is anyone sick of him already? &lt;br /&gt;Cause I know Isa and I aren't &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-3689355624160732358?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/3689355624160732358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=3689355624160732358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/3689355624160732358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/3689355624160732358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2009/06/kim-bum.html' title='金範/Kim Bum'/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-6625978839613358645</id><published>2009-05-30T18:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T18:36:26.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Felt like blogging about Kim Bum again!&lt;br /&gt;Heart &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;meltzxz.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-squeals-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you to the max Kb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=dearestkb.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/dearestkb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ksbloves.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/ksbloves.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimsangbum.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/kimsangbum.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=lovetothemaxman.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/lovetothemaxman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=omgggloveskb.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/omgggloveskb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh. Never in my 16 years of existance have I ever done so much chinese! Had 4 hours of chinese tuition. Started from 9AM till like 1PM. Don't find it sian at all. That shows that my tutor is very interesting :D (At home then sian) -Poof-  Ahh, I'm kinda worried for Monday's paper. Just trying to do my best that's all. There's BOF tonight, in a dilemma now. Hey you reading this, should I watch it? Omg is that a YES? Okie doke HEHE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope YOG comes out please!!!&lt;br /&gt;or some other easy peasy topics for zuo4 wen2&lt;br /&gt;Haiz..&lt;br /&gt;Chi1 De2 Ku3 Zhong1 Ku3, Fang4 Wei2 Ren2 Shang4 Ren2&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-6625978839613358645?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/6625978839613358645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=6625978839613358645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/6625978839613358645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/6625978839613358645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2009/05/felt-like-blogging-about-kim-bum-again.html' title=''/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-8464339629060035324</id><published>2009-05-28T16:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T16:40:34.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>results</title><content type='html'>Very interesting results indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZERO A1/A2&lt;br /&gt;2B3s&lt;br /&gt;1B4&lt;br /&gt;2C5s&lt;br /&gt;2C6s&lt;br /&gt;1 F9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L1R5: 26 (I'm 17 pts away from my target! ARGH)&lt;br /&gt;L1R4: 20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English: 67.1 (&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;up&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Chinese: 66.0 (&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;up&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;A Maths: &lt;u&gt;32.5&lt;/u&gt; -__- (&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;down&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Maths: 62.5 (&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;down&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Pure Biology: 57.8 (&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;up&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Pure Chemistry: 53.6 (&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;up&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Combined Humanities(Social studies, Elect History): 52.0 (&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;up&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Pure Literature: 56.0 (&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;down&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would've scored better if my Lit and Maths which were my A1s in Term1 didn't go down. Argh. A maths is so horrible! Dropping to combined science I hope I'll be able to do much better rather than getting Bs or Cs. Me aiming for A1. Ahhhhh O lvl chinese on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;:'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'VE DECIDED TO GO ON&lt;em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;HIATUS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;So MIA-ing till whenever I feel like blogging again :}&lt;br /&gt;God Bless!&lt;br /&gt;xoxo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-8464339629060035324?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/8464339629060035324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=8464339629060035324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/8464339629060035324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/8464339629060035324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2009/05/results.html' title='results'/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-927303803482429569</id><published>2009-05-27T21:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T21:29:52.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG I FEEL LIKE WATCHING BOYS OVER FLOWERS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOWNOWNOWNOWNOWNOWNOWNOW&lt;/strong&gt;............&lt;br /&gt;I think Lee Min Ho looks great with straight hair. Ahhhhh. so hot.&lt;br /&gt;BUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kim Bum&lt;/span&gt; still rules allzxz! (&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the&lt;br /&gt;Best sports day ever. We got 1st for cheer and 2nd for overall class champs.&lt;br /&gt;Ay, okay now for more chinese -_-&lt;br /&gt;will be submitting my form tmr. Ahh, but I've not thought of what to say yet.&lt;br /&gt;BLAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know she loves BOF and her Kim Bum,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;M&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-927303803482429569?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/927303803482429569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=927303803482429569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/927303803482429569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/927303803482429569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2009/05/omg-i-feel-like-watching-boys-over.html' title=''/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-2689977885605750067</id><published>2009-05-26T21:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T21:59:34.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo1408.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/Photo1408.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jolene, taken before Lit paper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x--x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I remember the times we spent together&lt;br /&gt;All those drives, we had a million questions&lt;br /&gt;All about our lives&lt;br /&gt;And when we got to New York everything felt right&lt;br /&gt;I wish you were here with me,&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I remember the days we spent together,&lt;br /&gt;were not enough, it used to feel like dreaming&lt;br /&gt;Except we always woke up,&lt;br /&gt;Never thought not having you here now&lt;br /&gt;Would hurt so much&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tonight I've fallen and I can't get up&lt;br /&gt;I need your loving hands to come and pick me up&lt;br /&gt;And every night I miss you&lt;br /&gt;I can just look up&lt;br /&gt;And know the stars are&lt;br /&gt;Holding you, holding you,holding you&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I remember the time you told me&lt;br /&gt;About when you were eight&lt;br /&gt;And all those things you said that night&lt;br /&gt;That just couldn't wait&lt;br /&gt;I remember the car you were last seen in&lt;br /&gt;And the games we would play&lt;br /&gt;All the times we spilled our coffees&lt;br /&gt;And stayed out way too late&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[skipped a verse cause i dont like it]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tonight I've fallen and I can't get up&lt;br /&gt;I need your loving hands to come and pick me up&lt;br /&gt;And every night I miss you&lt;br /&gt;I can just look up&lt;br /&gt;And know the stars are&lt;br /&gt;Holding you, holding you,holding you&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I say&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I've fallen and I can't get up&lt;br /&gt;I need your loving hands to come and pick me up&lt;br /&gt;And every night I miss you&lt;br /&gt;I can just look up&lt;br /&gt;And know the stars are&lt;br /&gt;Holding you, holding you, holding you&lt;br /&gt;Tonight &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tonight&lt;/strong&gt; by FM Static, great song&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stars are holding you tonight, aren't they?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-2689977885605750067?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/2689977885605750067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=2689977885605750067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/2689977885605750067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/2689977885605750067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2009/05/tonight.html' title='Tonight'/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-7975558527879903873</id><published>2009-05-24T01:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T01:36:57.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Love you E.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for hearing me in my darkest hour.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-7975558527879903873?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/7975558527879903873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=7975558527879903873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/7975558527879903873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/7975558527879903873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2009/05/love-you-e.html' title=''/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-8872302530362522592</id><published>2009-05-23T23:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T00:53:15.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;You don't know me, you don't even care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;You don't know me, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you don't wear my chains.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm only human. Sometimes I feel that if I were strong, I wouldn't need friends. But the fact is that I too have my weak points. Seriously, say whatever you want. I'm not looking for sympathy/empathy or anything. I miss a best friend. A friend which understands me. One is enough. One that knows me by nature. One who is able to share joy and sorrow together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that's what you think I am, then I've got nothing else to say okay.&lt;br /&gt;I have no more energy left to fight back. So say all you want. You can say that I'm being unreasonable, unfair, etc etc if that makes you happy. I'm not trying to be a b**** or anything here by saying all these but all these are just words from the heart. Believe it or not it's up to you. Cause everyone has a breaking point and ya. I admit that I'm not always a good friend. I get jealous easily, I'm sensitive, I'm straightforward, I cry when I'm sad. But Everyone has their flaws don't you think so? Well, if you dont think so, step up and tell me that you're perfect. You may think that I'm using reverse pyschology here but don't you think it's true? No one is perfect. And if you think that you don't wanna read anymore of this, you can really stop coming here cause it'll only make us hate each other more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-8872302530362522592?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/8872302530362522592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=8872302530362522592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/8872302530362522592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/8872302530362522592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-dont-know-me-you-dont-even-care-you.html' title='Over.'/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-3948715572975203407</id><published>2009-05-21T17:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T18:36:19.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>messed up life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;HAPPY 17th BELATED B'DAY, ALIFF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, ftw.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired of studying so much and getting F-ed up grades. I don't remember a time not crying over my results, CAN I JUST STOP CRYING OVER IT JUST FOR ONCE?! Why are my results like that. I've figured out that O levels either make you go mad or make you die. It's eitherwise. I feel so depressed now okay. Although I passed both Pure Biology and Pure Chemistry, I don't feel happy. I think it's the pressure from school, my class, their all doing so well because I'm in 4J, which is supposed to be the Best Class for 0'9 and the people in the class are all freakin smart and I feel that I'm not even one third of who they are. People like Zenon and Garry are just fantastic. They're so clever, they got like A1 for most stuff and what about people like ME? I didn't even manage to get a Freaking distinction this MYE and most of my subjects are borderline passes, and a few Bs. And please Zenon please stop telling me that you're not good enough and you're upset with your grades because that will make me feel worst and it'll piss me off even more. But anw, why can't I be like them? My only goal for 2009 is to do well for O levels and get into TJC. Is that too much to ask for? Am I being greedy? Why can't I just do well for it. WHY? ??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I screwed up my O level Chemistry SPA today.&lt;br /&gt;F.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I hate some people like ______, etc who even say that they didn't study for Chemistry, Biology or only studied the day before. And guess what? _____ even did better than me for both. Can you even imagine how I'll feel? You know that you're really making me feel so stupid? It's like, what I studied more than you and even started my revision earlier and what? You eventually scored better than me. However, I feel that sometimes _____ lie cause _____ did study. I feel so cheated. I feel that I did not reap what I sowed. I feel tired. I feel sick. I guess I'll never ever be happy with my grades unless I get an A1. What's this? This is life. And I know life isn't fair, but I think if this carries on, I will eventually break someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, I've got to be honest with you guys. I've got to say this today or else I won't know when I'll be able to find the courage that I have today to tell you this. It's not completely the reason why I don't want to talk to you guys because of L but hey Joyce, I don't think we're as close as before, maybe it's because you hardly go for recess and stay in class with Vanessa and Shu Jun while I usually go with Natasha and all. You know sometimes I feel that I'm not needed cause you and Shu Jun can get along so well and you guys really like to laugh about stuff and all.  And sometimes when going home, you and shu jun will just keep on talking to each other and leave me out. That's how I feel. I may be wrong, but from past experiences, I'm sure I'm right. It's also the same in the morning before school starts. Maybe it's quite hard for us to click because I don't listen to chinese songs and shu jun listens to chinese songs so ya, you've found someone who you can talk together about fahrenheit or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Shu jun, I also feel that you don't need me as a friend when you're with Joyce and Vanessa. It's just when they're not around, then we'll be very close to each other. Do you even realise how little we talk to each other when Joyce and Vanessa are around? I'm not blaming them or anything but that's just how I feel. You may think that I'm not the old me. Well, I think I've too changed to a certain extent because of this year. Maybe I've not been that "fun" anymore because all I talk about this year is O level, studies, Grades. So you may find that I'm stressing you out. So now, I hardly talk to you about such things anymore because I don't want to stress you out either. That's how I feel. And I hate it when you guys say that I lik [_____] behind my back and I don't think it's funny when you guys call me XXY or something you guys always make up. Call me sensitive or whatever. Okay, so maybe I'm losing my "fun" side. Once or twice is enough or else I'll feel very irritated. I'm not putting the blame on anyone and I don't expect anything in return after You guys read this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause this is how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-3948715572975203407?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/3948715572975203407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=3948715572975203407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/3948715572975203407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/3948715572975203407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2009/05/messed-up-life.html' title='messed up life'/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-449793810696360171</id><published>2009-05-16T14:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T14:50:02.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HACKERS SUCK</title><content type='html'>Uh. FLY KITE HACKERS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;:'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they're fugly bastards who are so inconsiderate and everything. Only know how to steal other people's stuff. Damn you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-449793810696360171?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/449793810696360171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=449793810696360171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/449793810696360171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/449793810696360171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2009/05/hackers-suck.html' title='HACKERS SUCK'/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-6694494671694930240</id><published>2009-05-15T15:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T15:29:41.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys over flowers/ Kim Bum</title><content type='html'>1 more paper to go on Monday!&lt;br /&gt;Most probably getting back results on Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Oh shit&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, don't wanna think about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, 1 more day to&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; BOYS OVER FLOWERS&lt;/span&gt;. -squeals- I can't wait to watch it! I think the Korean version should be nice. I Like korean stuff! (L) The taiwanese version is just so bleah. I don't really like it cause it's so draggy and dramatic and everything. Omg! I already like Kim Bum.! He's only 20 this year! Cool or what. Okay, so the answer's cool and yay that means I can marry him. Okay, this sounds so retarded. Ah, ignore this crap. But still, can't wait to watch it! The one with the curly hair looks funny. Curly Locks. Goldie locks. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=boysoverflowers.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/boysoverflowers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=boysoverflowers2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/boysoverflowers2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is Kim Bum:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimbummmm.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/kimbummmm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimbum.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/kimbum.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(L) You!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-6694494671694930240?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/6694494671694930240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=6694494671694930240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/6694494671694930240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/6694494671694930240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2009/05/boys-over-flowers-kim-bum.html' title='Boys over flowers/ Kim Bum'/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-8354617636218632792</id><published>2009-05-14T16:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T17:20:45.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;One word: Pained. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I can't bear to see my results. Cause I've no idea how it turned out. Bio and A. Math is a total goner and I can even predict what I'll get even before getting back the results. Wanna know? It's an F9. I hope I can salvage the rest of my subjects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And &lt;s&gt;Shit, I don't want to cry over my results&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY IS THIS HAPPENING TO ME. It's not as if I didn't study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;2009 is a very tough and emotional year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate it. Hate stress.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder if it's even worth trying.&lt;br /&gt;You study so much, persevere on, and what you get?&lt;br /&gt;THIS? But anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all who feel the same way as me, I just wanna say, Don't give up. I know it may hurt like crazy but this is just a passing phase. There'll be light at the end of the tunnel. There will be.&lt;br /&gt;(L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/reyinkizuna/playlist/VeYyUBbB/koizora-ost-music-playlist/"&gt;http://www.imeem.com/reyinkizuna/playlist/VeYyUBbB/koizora-ost-music-playlist/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-8354617636218632792?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/8354617636218632792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=8354617636218632792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/8354617636218632792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/8354617636218632792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2009/05/one-word-pained.html' title=''/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-680122979772878805</id><published>2009-05-08T14:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T15:02:53.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And this city is endless, I’m as cold as it’s stone</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sc_j_WnY2P8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sc_j_WnY2P8&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;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Balloons by DBSK, a really old video.&lt;br /&gt;:DOkay, so that made my day. LOL&lt;br /&gt;(L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;M U S T   W A T C H   O K A Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(sorry if the video turns you off okay)&lt;br /&gt;I think they look so cute in those costumes!&lt;br /&gt;Different side of DBSK indeed. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, so my L1R5 for MYE is like confirm &gt;20&lt;br /&gt;cause all the papers are crappy! ):&lt;br /&gt;Like for social studies, I studied 1.5 themes and out of the 3 essay questions and none came out from that theme which I studied so I crapped my whole way through. Uh-oh... and I screwed up Bio! I wouldn't dare to say that E maths Paper2 today was good. UH hope paper1 next week will save me. Does anyone feel so sick of studying? Oh well I do. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here it comes in the morning&lt;br /&gt;I’m just trying to forget&lt;br /&gt;Keep it real, keep it simple&lt;br /&gt;And somehow just get out of bed&lt;br /&gt;And this city is endless&lt;br /&gt;I’m as cold as it’s stone&lt;br /&gt;Yeah this city is endless&lt;br /&gt;And I’m, I’m walking alone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-680122979772878805?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/680122979772878805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=680122979772878805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/680122979772878805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/680122979772878805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2009/05/and-this-city-is-endless-im-as-cold-as.html' title='And this city is endless, I’m as cold as it’s stone'/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-4178128852470049913</id><published>2009-05-04T17:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T17:08:28.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eh.. I'm losing my mind man.&lt;br /&gt;so many chapters of Biology to memorise + social studies+ history&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;and Englsih P2 today was suicidal.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;HELP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-4178128852470049913?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/4178128852470049913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=4178128852470049913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/4178128852470049913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/4178128852470049913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2009/05/eh.html' title=''/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-1006488733825504725</id><published>2009-04-29T20:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T21:25:07.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=flowerr.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/flowerr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=letters.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/letters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see the king of glory&lt;br /&gt;Coming on the clouds with fire&lt;br /&gt;The whole earth shakes&lt;br /&gt;The whole earth shakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeeeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see his love and mercy&lt;br /&gt;Washing over all our sin&lt;br /&gt;The people sing&lt;br /&gt;The people sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Hosanna&lt;br /&gt;Hosanna&lt;br /&gt;Hosanna in the highest [x2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see a generation Rising up to take their place&lt;br /&gt;With selfless faith&lt;br /&gt;With selfless faith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see a near revival&lt;br /&gt;Stirring as we pray and seek&lt;br /&gt;We're on our knees&lt;br /&gt;We're on our knees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heal my heart and make it clean&lt;br /&gt;Open up my eyes to the things unseen&lt;br /&gt;Show me how to love like you have loved me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break my heart from what breaks yours&lt;br /&gt;Everything I am for your kingdoms cause&lt;br /&gt;As I go from nothing to&lt;br /&gt;Eternity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus x2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hosanna in the highest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's&lt;strong&gt; Hosanna&lt;/strong&gt; by Hillsong United.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, so it's less than 24hours to SYF Central Judging but I'm still as cool as a cucumber :D Everyone don't panic! WE CAN DO IT! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh right. So I'm down with a flu now. I've got a block nose and a slight sorethroat so I can't breathe properly and can't swallow properly. I don't wanna fall sick just when Mid Years are round the corner. I've not completed my revision yet and its really crazy cause there are lots of things to study and lots of chapters to memorise and etc. And I'm really tired. I've studied a couple of things already and I hope that my memory won't fail me cause I tend to forget like 1/4 of the stuff I've memorised- which is bad and sometimes during the exam, I don't have common sense to choose the right answer or write something which is sensible on my script. I'm just afraid things turn out bad for me... ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh. and I'm really angry with some people. You try to be nice to them by like saying Hi to them or even bye when you've gotta go and it's like so shit lah. they don't even respond by smiling or whatever and pretend that they didn't see you when they JOLLY WELL SAW. Like whaaaaaaat. These people are just gross and uncivilised.. Uh, screw them man. Don't blame me for not being nice. I wonder Why do such people exist in school and in church? ): Oh gosh.. I'm really panicky about MYE. Like really really panicky. I wanna de-stress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just dance, gonna be okay, da-da-doo-doo-mmm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just dance, spin that record babe, da-da-doo-doo-mmm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just dance, gonna be okay, d-d-d-ance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dance, dance, just, j-j-ust dance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-1006488733825504725?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/1006488733825504725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=1006488733825504725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/1006488733825504725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/1006488733825504725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2009/04/dancee.html' title='Dancee'/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-4882749963032900241</id><published>2009-04-24T19:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T19:34:44.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=summer.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/summer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell me if time should make a change,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;then why do I feel the same?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know I gotta move on but I'm so addicted to you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Addicted by Stevie Hoang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-4882749963032900241?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/4882749963032900241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=4882749963032900241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/4882749963032900241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/4882749963032900241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2009/04/tell-me-if-time-should-make-change-then.html' title=''/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-1980252948954225251</id><published>2009-04-22T22:14:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T22:39:38.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a little piece of heaven?</title><content type='html'>Okay. So this sounds really weird but will you please hear me out first?&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;I want:&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LARGE BOW HAIRBAND&lt;/strong&gt;. (Black) &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- continue watching the GG series&lt;br /&gt;- have the luxury to watch Tv... I've not watched Tv for a long time ):&lt;br /&gt;- to get A1s for everything for O lvls.&lt;br /&gt;- Go shopping(!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;- to get into TJC&lt;br /&gt;- have a Bigger brain (to store more information)&lt;br /&gt;- Have &gt;24 hours a day&lt;br /&gt;- To be SMARTER. Oh Manzz.&lt;br /&gt;- to do well for my upcoming SPA assessments.&lt;br /&gt;- the Dec holidays to come like NOW.&lt;br /&gt;- to sleep earlier, but unfortunately I can't cause o levels just won't let me off&lt;br /&gt;- wake up laterrrrr. cause dad doesn't wanna pay the full ERP prices.&lt;br /&gt;Btw, ERP stands for Electronic Road Pricing if you didn't know.&lt;br /&gt;- to be HAPPY.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOLD&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;for SYF&lt;br /&gt;- to have nice oral examiners for O levels(:&lt;br /&gt;- to be able to survive my CHINESE ORAL and speak properly instead of converting english -&gt; chinese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was random.&lt;br /&gt;Bahhh. Ignore this post and I should really get off the comp.&lt;br /&gt;Toodles :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-1980252948954225251?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/1980252948954225251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=1980252948954225251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/1980252948954225251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/1980252948954225251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2009/04/okay.html' title='a little piece of heaven?'/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-4125610413131617716</id><published>2009-04-17T22:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T22:32:30.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The climb</title><content type='html'>The struggles I'm facing.&lt;br /&gt;The chances I'm taking.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes might knock me down but&lt;br /&gt;No I'm not breaking.&lt;br /&gt;I may not know it but these are the moments&lt;br /&gt;that I'm gonna remember most, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Just gotta keep going.&lt;br /&gt;And I,&lt;br /&gt;I gotta be strong.&lt;br /&gt;Just keep pushing on 'cause,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's always gonna be another mountain.&lt;br /&gt;I'm always gonna wanna make it move.&lt;br /&gt;Always gonna be an uphill battle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about how fast I get there.&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about what's waitin on the other side.&lt;br /&gt;It's the climb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The climb- Miley Cyrus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-4125610413131617716?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/4125610413131617716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=4125610413131617716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/4125610413131617716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/4125610413131617716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2009/04/climb.html' title='The climb'/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-6357037786512322551</id><published>2009-04-16T19:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T19:46:32.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A time to rend and a time to sew</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry if I always sound so unhappy and depressed and writing like emo posts or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why. Maybe sec 4 life is meant to be stressful? Oh and what made matters worse was that I failed my Grade7 piano pratical exam and my results are like really horrible in school.&lt;br /&gt;ESPECIALLY CHINESE. And bloody 1.06.09 is coming like real soon???! I feel so stressed up with everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.... you guys say "Let it be a lesson this time round" for my piano exam. Like helloo? I'm not sure if you're reprimanding me or anything but you guys claimed that You're not angry but you actually commented stuff like that? I really tried my best already okay. YOU GUYS KNOW IT. It's so tough for me to juggle school work, my CCA [SYF], tests day after day, remedials, supplementary classes, everything. CAN'T YOU JUST STOP YOUR INSENSITIVENESS. You know you guys are really putting pressure on me. You think I dont' wanna score well for O levels? I have my own dreams too okay. That is Temasek Junior College. I can break any moment. I'm warning you that everyone has their limits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MYE is in 2 weeks time.&lt;br /&gt;-lost and jaded-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-6357037786512322551?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/6357037786512322551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=6357037786512322551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/6357037786512322551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/6357037786512322551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2009/04/time-to-rend-and-time-to-sew.html' title='A time to rend and a time to sew'/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-5029237716187180398</id><published>2009-04-11T23:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T23:25:16.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eww shit stress again</title><content type='html'>I don't know why but I've a sudden urge to say this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEE GREEN MOVEMENT.&lt;br /&gt;TJ TJ TJ TJ &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;Cut off point for Art's stream is like 7? Gah wth.. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self: Working hard is not enough!&lt;br /&gt;Gotta work HARD HARDDDD!&lt;br /&gt;Maybe deleting Msn and facebook!&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, what to do? Distractions........ and maybe this blog too D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;study hard x100000000000000&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-5029237716187180398?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/5029237716187180398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=5029237716187180398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/5029237716187180398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/5029237716187180398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-dont-know-why-but-ive-sudden-urge-to.html' title='eww shit stress again'/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-5482827036064504183</id><published>2009-04-09T19:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T20:10:12.328+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cca'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SPA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tests'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='literature'/><title type='text'>bitter-sweet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=why.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/why.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll do it all&lt;br /&gt;Everything On our own&lt;br /&gt;We don't need Anything&lt;br /&gt;Or anyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I lay here&lt;br /&gt;If I just lay here&lt;br /&gt;Would you lay with me and just forget the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of the lyrics taken from &lt;strong&gt;Snow patrol's chasing cars&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture was taken from &lt;a href="http://blogskins.com/info/253844"&gt;http://blogskins.com/info/253844&lt;/a&gt; by donughtcrazy. Ain't it pretty? I don't know why but it evokes a kind of feeling in me. Maybe I've a weakness for pretty pictures. Heeho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did your week go? Mine was bitter sweet. Monday was GCE O level Chemistry SPA. Topic was on Metals. I think things turned out pretty well for SPA although I was trying to not feel nervous. I did everything except remembering to place the styrofoam cup into the beaker which is like what the hell, they didn't even state it in the steps. I'm not sure if Mr. Lim saw that because he was the one who assessed us and I really pray that he didn't see any of those or else I would've dropt from a level 2 to a level 1 instantly which I don't want. I'm happy that I got a white solid unlike a few of my friends that got a yellow solid and I attempted all the questions and there was sufficient time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's GCE O level Biology SPA turned out pretty bad. I didn't have enough time to complete everything and I semi-completed it only. I'm sure 3/4 of the class did not have enough time to complete. I rushed through everything and I only had 1 minute or less than that to plot my graph. All my points were off! I'm so angry with myself for screwing the whole thing up and it's counted for O LEVELS.Like whaaaaaat. But anyway it's over. Then went for Handbell.. Benjamin my sec1 junior saw that I was feeling blue so he told me to cheer up and pray. He reminded me to pray to God and yeah we can always turn to God when we're feeling moody or anything cause &lt;strong&gt;HE UNDERSTANDS.&lt;/strong&gt; I reached home close to 8 and I needed to complete my Literature essay which was actually due today, supposedly graded (and I'm gonna rattle like mad in my next paragraph), study for History test which we had today, study for today's A math differentiation test which I totally suck in and Chemistry Mock exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh &lt;a href="mailto:!@#$%"&gt;!@#$%&lt;/a&gt; I'm so pissed. So today was the dateline for the essay and he did not collect it today like wth. This is the second time already okay. All those stupid lazy bums in Lit class are so inconsiderate! I painstakingly stayed up the whole night to get my literature essay fixed and he did not collect it?????!!!!!!!! This is so unfair okay. Why can't all those lazy bums just finish their essay on time? You think you guys are very busy meh? You know what? I too have a very tight schedule. It's not fair to us people who slog for nothing and I could've spent my time revising for my history test, chem and A math test yesterday! WHAT IS THIS MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad this week's finally over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;Michelle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-5482827036064504183?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/5482827036064504183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=5482827036064504183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/5482827036064504183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/5482827036064504183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2009/04/bitter-sweet.html' title='bitter-sweet.'/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-6559749773900874798</id><published>2009-04-04T00:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T00:29:43.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fires</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo0878.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/Photo0878.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 o'clock and a fire escape symphony&lt;br /&gt;Spilling out across the road and the square.&lt;br /&gt;And the sky's the same as your own, do you think of me?&lt;br /&gt;Do the parks, and the trees, and the leaves reach you, there?&lt;br /&gt;After the rain, in the lonely hours he haunts me, calling out.&lt;br /&gt;Again, and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophia, Sophia, I'm burning, I'm burning&lt;br /&gt;It's a fire, a fire I cannot put out.&lt;br /&gt;Sophia, Sophia, I'm learning that some things I can't go without and one&lt;br /&gt;of those is him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I walk these streets like a stranger in my home town.&lt;br /&gt;Learn the language, form the words when I speak&lt;br /&gt;But he changed me, I'm his ghost since he came around&lt;br /&gt;And now I count the hours and the days in the weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Passion and silence. Every word. Every line. A Measure.&lt;br /&gt;It's the science of the soul.&lt;br /&gt;And his books, they breathe a reason and now I want to know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophia, Sophia, I'm burning, I'm burning&lt;br /&gt;It's a fire, a fire I cannot put out.&lt;br /&gt;Sophia, Sophia, I'm learning that some things I can't go without and one&lt;br /&gt;of those is him&lt;br /&gt;You, with your new born eyes, have you ever loved a man like I love him?&lt;br /&gt;Do you hurt but still feel alive, like never before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Sophia.&lt;br /&gt;Sophia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophia, Sophia, I'm burning, I'm burning&lt;br /&gt;It's a fire, a fire I cannot put out.&lt;br /&gt;Sophia, Sophia, I'm learning that some things I can't go without.&lt;br /&gt;I can't go without him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Sophia by Nerina Pallot, one of my favourite songs and I&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; heart&lt;/span&gt; her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh. I don't know what to say but there's really a lot going on now in my life. Life is a struggle for me. Need I spell out the word that starts with a big fat S? I dont think I'm putting in enough effort. I don't feel like I'm doing my best. I find myself going online everyday, facebook-ing or whatever instead of spending precious type studying and improving on my grades. I mean I do study, but I feel that I'm not spending every second wisely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. GCE 'O' level SPA is next week.&lt;br /&gt;Both Chemistry and Biology. JIAYOU EVERYONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've lost my way,&lt;br /&gt;and I need to find myself again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need to find myself again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-6559749773900874798?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/6559749773900874798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=6559749773900874798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/6559749773900874798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/6559749773900874798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2009/04/fires.html' title='fires'/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-3045819125109240271</id><published>2009-03-27T23:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T23:59:00.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm practicing your name so I can say it to your face&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't seem right, to look you in the eye&lt;br /&gt;Let all the things you mean to me&lt;br /&gt;Come tumbling out my mouth&lt;br /&gt;Indeed it's time to tell you why&lt;br /&gt;I say it's infinitely true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say you'll stay, don't come and go&lt;br /&gt;Like you do.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh. People come and go. It's saddening. I bet our Lit class feels like shit now cause Mr. Yeo's resigning like, pretty soon. Why have all the lit teachers forsaken us? It's the same with Mr. Rashidi. Gawd. They don't seem to know that it's our 'O' level year and we &lt;u&gt;NEED TIME&lt;/u&gt; to adapt to a teacher and get used to his or her teaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. I THINK I'M GONNA EXPLODE SOON.&lt;br /&gt;I think I can bid goodbye to my &lt;strong&gt;A1&lt;/strong&gt; for Lit.&lt;br /&gt;Bye Bye....... byebyezxz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, I sound retarded. Omg the school's totally pissing me off. There's like a Mock exam for E math this coming Monday from 3-5pm covering all topics studied in sec3. Or should I say, all topics studied from Sec1. Annoying? -YES. Er.. and there's another E math test on Tuesday which is like Eww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures on 24th March (Synergy Night): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo0859.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/Photo0859.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo0856.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/Photo0856.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo0716.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/Photo0716.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo0717.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/Photo0717.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo0834.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/Photo0834.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll be on Hiatus for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;So this is kinda like my last post(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;M.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-3045819125109240271?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/3045819125109240271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=3045819125109240271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/3045819125109240271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/3045819125109240271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-practicing-your-name-so-i-can-say-it.html' title=''/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-8608473562584710220</id><published>2009-03-26T18:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T20:33:27.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flower pot</title><content type='html'>Just changed my blog song&lt;br /&gt;I kinda like it very much :]&lt;br /&gt;Here's the English translation.&lt;br /&gt;The english translation is a little strange but oh well,&lt;br /&gt;the meaning's still there.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You come to me from some place far away&lt;br /&gt;My heart trembles, how can i express my feelings?&lt;br /&gt;You stole my heart from the startand gave me an incurable sickness&lt;br /&gt;I want to become a flowerpot. I pray always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chorus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll become a flower pot that sits on your small window&lt;br /&gt;Though I can’t speak or want anything at all&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be able to see you smile and feel your touch once in awhile&lt;br /&gt;And I’ll be the one gazing at your face as you sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You leave me for some place far away&lt;br /&gt;How can I stop my tears from falling?&lt;br /&gt;You had my heart from the start&lt;br /&gt;and made me suffer an incurable sickness&lt;br /&gt;I want to become a flowerpot. I pray always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chorus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I’ll become a flower pot that sits on your small window&lt;br /&gt;Though I can’t speak or want anything at all&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be able to see you smile and feel your touch once in awhile&lt;br /&gt;And I’ll be the one gazing at your face as you sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Repeat chorus X2) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-8608473562584710220?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/8608473562584710220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=8608473562584710220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/8608473562584710220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/8608473562584710220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2009/03/time-to-rend-and-time-to-sew.html' title='flower pot'/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-3050241010143121425</id><published>2009-03-25T19:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T19:57:43.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=heehee.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/heehee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Synergy Night yesterday was a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so cool to perform on the Esplanade stage and many of us were swaying to the beat when we played for the audience.&lt;br /&gt;-pause-&lt;br /&gt;So unlike me right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's piano exam was bad. I feel that I've let so many people down. My piano teacher, friends, and even myself. You should've seen my face when I walked out of the examination room. Very upset. Even passing is a big question mark. Okay, so I'm leaving everything to God. Tmr's chemistry test and I've not finished revising and I've not completed my Lit homework and A math. &lt;strong&gt;OMG SOMEONE STAB ME PLEASE&lt;/strong&gt;. I think I'll be staying up quite late to finish up all these tonight. I'm mentally tired but Not physically that's why I find it so hard to fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-3050241010143121425?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/3050241010143121425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=3050241010143121425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/3050241010143121425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/3050241010143121425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2009/03/synergy-night-yesterday-was-blast-it.html' title=''/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-2967137800817945177</id><published>2009-03-20T17:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T18:00:05.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pressure?</title><content type='html'>Michelle needs to stop coming online so frequently.&lt;br /&gt;because bloody MYE is in less than 2 months' time&lt;br /&gt;and she feels so guilty cause this holiday has been put to &lt;strong&gt;WASTE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she has not revised most of subjects, let alone completed her holiday homework&lt;br /&gt;and now she feels as guilty as ever.&lt;br /&gt;She wants to cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who can understand her right now? I doubt anybody can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-2967137800817945177?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/2967137800817945177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=2967137800817945177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/2967137800817945177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/2967137800817945177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2009/03/pressure.html' title='Pressure?'/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-947648685296383961</id><published>2009-03-19T00:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T01:11:31.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's 12.37am and I can't seem to fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;God knows why. Oh wait. Does this count as an emo post? Who cares. I don't feel like myself tonight. I feel lonely. I feel empty. Don't get me wrong, I'm not referring to a relationship but what I'm referring to is friendship. School's never been better. What about church?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incompatible, it don't matter though&lt;br /&gt;cause someone's bound to hear my cry?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-947648685296383961?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/947648685296383961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=947648685296383961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/947648685296383961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/947648685296383961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-12.html' title=''/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-7936632561916097113</id><published>2009-03-12T22:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T23:31:01.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grades.</title><content type='html'>I'm so thankful that there wasn't any test this week! (Hooray) Chemistry's Redox and Energy changes test got post-poned to Term2 and so did E Math's speed time graph. Thank God man. Cause I wasn't really prepared for any of that. I must say these teachers have a Heart of Gold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. So today was Meet the parent's day. I was hoping to see all my teachers however dad was in a rush so I skipped seeing my chinese teacher and ss teacher ): So..... we went to see my FT first. My results are very bad! However I did improve compared to last year's EOY which I had an embarrassing L1R5 of 30 smth points. Omg, someone kill me right? So I scanned through the progress report sheet and saw two underlined grades. Pure chemistry and A math.&lt;br /&gt;I should really bang my head against th wall for A math cause I know I'm capable of getting an A1. Not yet but the time will come! Chem is still a question mark but I'm trying my best and there's slight improvment in that. WORK HARDER MICHELLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes then there's a C6 for my Combined Humanities. I hate those inference questions and those damn purpose questions! I always lose marks at that section :( Something's lacking in my answer- AHHHH. Then there came the Bs for English, Chinese and Biology.&lt;strong&gt; Just a note&lt;/strong&gt;: I cringe whenever I see Bs. Then there are the A1s (my pride and joy) but there are only 2 of them. Wait. That's better than nothing right? Yeah so I got a 77 for E math. and 91 for Pure Lit. I was on cloud-nine only for a moment until I found out that a lot of them got 80 something so my 91 isn't anything to be proud of. I just wonder how on earth did they tally the scores up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L1R5=20 for Term 1. I think I really need to work harder and &lt;strong&gt;have more confidence in myself&lt;/strong&gt; cause a lot of my teachers tell me that! And I can't believe I'm starting to get into the Holiday mood already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miura Haruma. My Favouriteee:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=miura2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/miura2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syergy Night, Grade 7 p.exam, SYF, SPA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life has never been so hectic until this year.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;you know you love me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-7936632561916097113?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/7936632561916097113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=7936632561916097113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/7936632561916097113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/7936632561916097113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2009/03/grades.html' title='Grades.'/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-1239892274432505981</id><published>2009-03-09T20:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T20:52:47.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=photo001.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/photo001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Expectations.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Expectations.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Expectations.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Expectations.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;s&gt;Expectations.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She fooled all of her friends into thinking she's so strong,&lt;br /&gt;but she still sleeps with her light on,&lt;br /&gt;and she acts like&lt;br /&gt;It's all right on, as she smiles again her mother lies there sick with cancer,&lt;br /&gt;and her friends don't understand her,&lt;br /&gt;she's a question without answers,&lt;br /&gt;who feels like falling apart.&lt;br /&gt;She knows, she's so much more than worthless,&lt;br /&gt;but she needs to find her purpose,&lt;br /&gt;she wonders what she did to deserve this and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's calling out to you,&lt;br /&gt;this is a call&lt;br /&gt;this is a call out,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause everytime I fall down, I reach out to you,&lt;br /&gt;and I'm losing all control now,&lt;br /&gt;and my hazard signs are all out,&lt;br /&gt;I'm asking you, to show me what this life is all about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-1239892274432505981?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/1239892274432505981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=1239892274432505981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/1239892274432505981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/1239892274432505981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2009/03/expectations.html' title=''/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-82491250123428305</id><published>2009-02-27T21:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T16:47:04.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Firstly, a Crazy shoutout to Natasha!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;16th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; BIRTHDAY. Ily :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo1077-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/Photo1077-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must truely say Thank God it's friday. School has been a whole lot'a Nuisance lately. It's so hard to get through each day. What more a week? Tests after tests, piles of homework, remedials after school ALMOST everyday, juggling with both CCA and my piano exam which is round the corner- a day after Synergy Night(25th march). I've got so many things on my mind. I can hardly have time for myself. Friday's probably the only day which I can at least take a breather. Weekends are too pathetic and short. I wonder why some people always say " Enjoy your weekend. " when there's nothing really to celebrate about considering the fact that my tuitions are on the weekends cause I have completely no time during the weekdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah. I should really stop rattling just for once right?&lt;br /&gt;Someone save me from my misery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Guess what? I passed my Chemistry test for once. I really did study like crazy okay. I could've gotten a much better grade if it weren't for those silly mistakes which I made. I'm currently caught in the middle. I'm not sure if it's somthing to celebrate about or if I should be worrying at this point in time, that my A1's still far from reach. Maybe in life, we should learn to be contented at times and not ask for so much first. God has been faithful to me and I should learn to thank him. I was a little disappointed that I didn't get the award thing for Pure Lit today. So I guess that my overall grade of A2 for the whole of last year isn't good enough consdering the fact that Mr. Rashidi was really strict to many of the pure lit students and gave alot of people a C grade. Term's 1 result last year made me really happy cause among our class of 40+ students, I was the one of the two to get an A2. And the other one who scored an A2 was Arjun. It's like so unfair cause he only beat me by a freaking decimal. And that's not counted cause it's not even a digit difference but a point something difference! So maybe I guess that award went out to him or to someone better than both of us. Very very Sad*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm. had handbell till almost 7 on Wednesday. It was raining before we ended and Omg, guess what I saw after the rain.&lt;br /&gt;The biggest rainbow and the most beautiful rainbow I've ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful, ain't it? It's covering my school(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;current=Photo0502-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/Photo0502-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo0503.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/Photo0503.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took this too.&lt;br /&gt;Until a brighter day?&lt;br /&gt;Life will be beautiful again.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;you know you love me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-82491250123428305?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-6125712921431571705</id><published>2009-02-21T11:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T11:31:41.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ily.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/ily.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Addicted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;항상 웃는 그대를 보았죠&lt;br /&gt;처음 본 순간 한눈에 알았죠&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;그대라면 그대라면 나의 곁에&lt;br /&gt;그대라면 함께라면&lt;br /&gt;영원할 수 있죠&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;그대여 나 그댈 위해 웃어주겠소&lt;br /&gt;그대여 또 그댈 위해 울어주겠소&lt;br /&gt;내 생에 단 한번만 나 단 한번만&lt;br /&gt;사랑하면 바로 그대라오&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;슬퍼하는 그대를 보았죠&lt;br /&gt;처음 본 눈물 난 너무 아팠죠&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;나였다면 나였다면 그대 곁에&lt;br /&gt;나였다면 함께라면&lt;br /&gt;행복할 수 있죠&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;그대여 나 그댈 위해 살아가겠소&lt;br /&gt;그대여 늘 그대 곁을 걸어가겠소&lt;br /&gt;내 생에 단 한번만 나 단 한번만&lt;br /&gt;사랑하면 바로 그대라오&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;뿌리깊은 나무가 되겠소&lt;br /&gt;바람이 불면&lt;br /&gt;모두 막아주겠소&lt;br /&gt;내 가지에 그대 지지 않을&lt;br /&gt;찬란한 꽃이 돼주오&lt;br /&gt;영원히&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;그대여 그대만을 사랑하겠소&lt;br /&gt;그대여 나 그댈 위해 살아가겠소&lt;br /&gt;내생에 단 한번만 나 단 한번만&lt;br /&gt;사랑하면 바로 그대라오&lt;br /&gt;그대여 단 한번만 나 단 한번만&lt;br /&gt;사랑하겠소 바로 그대라오.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-6125712921431571705?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/6125712921431571705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=6125712921431571705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/broken-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life hurts&lt;br /&gt;为什么我人生那么失败？&lt;br /&gt;现在觉得那么痛苦和悲哀。&lt;br /&gt; Thinking about it, my heart wrenches&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-990218199870649674?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/990218199870649674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=990218199870649674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/990218199870649674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/990218199870649674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2009/02/life-hurts-i-feel-so-bloody-stressed-up.html' title=''/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-7769436644701270969</id><published>2009-02-14T16:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T17:36:40.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;HAPPY VALENTINES' DAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Mmm, so yeah a couple of weeks ago we went to SP and we did some DNA test on a strawberry. Andrea from my church is in the Biomedical line and surprisingly the teacher who spoke to us actually knows Andrea. It was pretty interesting and exciting cause they gave us a mini quiz. Our group comprised of 4 students from queenstown/commonwealth/queensway sec(?) and 4 of us from shs. haha, the other group was actually the rest of the shss people who went. So our group won the mini quiz thing(laughs at sj) Haha, but most of the questions were answered from that queenstown/commonwealth/queensway sec school. They were kinda really enthusiastic about it o_O and I only answered one question Boo. Anyway, we actually got to bring back the DNA of that strawberry so whoope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo0313.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/Photo0313.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deoxyribonucleic Acid of a strawberry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo0314.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/Photo0314.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a little pinkish right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like kinda sick now ): Thursday started out with a sore throat and a lot of vomitting at 12.30am till 1+ I think I kinda watched too much of okto's dining with death cause they ate a lot of gross stuff. I'm kidding, that's not the reason. I think it was indigestion or food poisoning. Friday morning started out pretty badly cause I felt so weak and fragile. Gawd, and what made things worse was that we had to run to the stadium from our school and back. Should've told Mr. Chiang I didn't feel well. Had classes till 3.30pm so yl, courtney and I waited for Natasha to come so that we could go to Elizabeth's house. Was really exhausted and JUST VERY VERY TIRED and I almost died-ed on my way home! Happy 16th though(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo0382.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/Photo0382.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left to right: Natasha and birthday girl(eliz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, I'm leaving all my worries to God cause He understands.&lt;br /&gt;and i've added a new song.&lt;br /&gt;- currently Joyce's and sj's fav song(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know you love me,&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-7769436644701270969?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/7769436644701270969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=7769436644701270969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/7769436644701270969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/7769436644701270969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title=''/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-982144312543037542</id><published>2009-01-23T19:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T20:16:50.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>six thoughts at once and I can't focus on one</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hello people,&lt;br /&gt;long time no see. Havn't really been coming online much these days. I've been burying myself with books books and more books. I can hardly keep up with sec4 life. It gets to me and it kills me. I mean, I really wonder when can I ever pass both chemistry and biology. I know I'm not cut out to do science and I'm wondering if I should drop to combined chemistry and biology since I'm having trouble scoring distinctions, let alone a Pass. What on earth should I do? I really need God's advice to do the right thing. Okay, our very first test was A maths- Binomial expressions. Mr.Ng(our relief teacher) said that more than half of the class failed. I could've aced this test but I got a freaking 11/20 , which i think is unexceptable considering the fact that I could've gotten 17/20 if it weren't for those careless mistakes which I made. I can hardly cope with trigo graphs and matrices because I haven't really been revising maths, but more of science. Next came E maths circles test. As usual, Mr Ng said more than half of the class failed again and this time round, I was one of them. I got 11/24 and I could've passed it if I didn't give the wrong explanation, but still that's not a good excuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There came Bio test and I've yet to seen my marks/ get it back. I think I really screwed the paper. It was a very simple paper, but I guess I thought too hard. I didn't think out of the box and like always, I rushed through the paper cause I did it too slowly, giving sub-standard answers which means, lesser marks or making something up. I really teared after the test because I know I could've scored well but for some reason or another, fear gripped me and semi-paralysed my thoughts. In other words, I had a bit of a mental block. That sucks because i studied so hard, but I couldn't deliver and peform during the test. I just hope that God will reward me with the grades I deserve. This applied to the chemistry test too. Sometimes I really wonder why God is doing this to me. I mean, Do I really deserve this? It really kills me inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget about that, I've got my Grade7 piano pratical exam coming round the corner somewhere in March. I've got 3 hard pieces to play, lots of scales and everything! I'm like feeling so pressurised by everything. ARGH. Why can't I let go? Secondly, SYF is coming up. That means extra stress too. This stinks. And I'm reaching home around 5-6pm everyday because of remedials, remedials and REMEDIALS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, enough about that. TODAY'S SUPPOSE TO BE A &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY DAY&lt;/strong&gt; FOR ME. I'm officially 16 yay. That sounds so cool right? Hahaha. Celebrated my early Bday last sat. Aunt baked a cake for me! Ain't she sweet? *touched* I forgotten what's it called la :/ Here's how it looks like:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo0188.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/Photo0188.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thank you for all your wishes(: Ily guys! I shall summarise what happened today. So Joyce, SJ and I went to catch Ponyo after school today. It was great. I prefer this to twilight. Then Joyce and I had lunch with Aliff. Thanks for treating us to Swensons! AND EAT YOUR BAKED RICE HOR. STOP STARING AT PEOPLE. It's freaky okay. Yup so I got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A diary (Joyce)&lt;br /&gt;-A box of coloured pens (charmaine)&lt;br /&gt;-A photo of M.jsquare.A.C in a photo frame (jasveen)&lt;br /&gt;-Op tee (Isabel and Vanessa)&lt;br /&gt;-Cadbury chocoalte (Venetia)&lt;br /&gt;-An electronic fan (Shu Jun)&lt;br /&gt;-A zinc bag (Aliff)&lt;br /&gt;-A nail buffer (Courtney)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;i&gt;MANY MANY MANY&lt;/i&gt; WISHES FROM PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;Jolene chua, Asirah, Tess, Jillian, Christine, Zenon, audrey, yong lin, ETC ETC ETC!!!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for everything guys(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I guess I won't be coming online tomorrow but here it is for YOU, Courtney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY SWEET 16TH BIRTHDAY COURTNEY (24/01) HAHA I'M A DAY OLDER THAN YOU. ILY GIRLFRIEND! ;D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-982144312543037542?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/982144312543037542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=982144312543037542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/982144312543037542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/982144312543037542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2009/01/six-thoughts-at-once-and-i-cant-focus.html' title='six thoughts at once and I can&apos;t focus on one'/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-5402245622333706302</id><published>2008-12-31T14:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T14:51:41.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>La Bella vita,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm startin to feel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All of my bruises imagined all real&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll get through each day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dip through the bad ones&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To get to the good ones&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who's keeping score anyway&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And this is my beautiful life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the only thing sudden is everything changes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lows and the highs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp;almost goodbyes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As hard as it gets i know it's still amazing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To be alive&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's a beautiful life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-5402245622333706302?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-8468596948355813035</id><published>2008-12-31T03:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T12:51:27.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=vintage.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/vintage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi. Did some bio revision and only made 1 chapter of notes for Chem.&lt;br /&gt;I wrote a few things about the bio pics which I developed today.&lt;br /&gt;Look at the time now.&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel tired at all. That's weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so today started out pretty well with sj.&lt;br /&gt;We met at pasir ris mrt station first and we went to develop our bio pics.&lt;br /&gt;Omg -.- we spent quite a while there.&lt;br /&gt;Then after developing our photos, we went to Tamp to book our tickets for twilight.&lt;br /&gt;actually we wanted to watch that Ponyo thing.&lt;br /&gt;(believe it or not)&lt;br /&gt;But there weren't any sneak previews or anything and yeah so we were left with no choice.&lt;br /&gt;so we caught twilight.&lt;br /&gt;After purchasing tickets for the movie,&lt;br /&gt;we went to KFC for lunch and chiong-ed all the way back to the cinema after that haha cause twilight was starting real soon.&lt;br /&gt;We bought a combo which came with 2 drinks and popcorn,&lt;br /&gt;Omg i was so damn full already after lunch, but&lt;br /&gt;it isn't fun to watch a movie w/out popcorn!&lt;br /&gt;So yes we shared the popcorn and both of us were seriously full.&lt;br /&gt;We ate some, but threw away the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg. going to the movies with that toot woman's so Lame lah.&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;br /&gt;I think we laughed too much during twilight :/&lt;br /&gt;and disturbed the people sitting near us.&lt;br /&gt;SORRY HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Not because the show's funny, but we were in our own world.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, we weren't really paying attention to the movie :/&lt;br /&gt;She was throwing popcorn into my mouth and I must say her aiming skills pretty much suck.&lt;br /&gt;Lol&lt;br /&gt;And before the movie started,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sj: I smell ketchup and egg&lt;br /&gt;me: you smell egg?&lt;br /&gt;sj: Ya.&lt;br /&gt;me: It must be coming from your picture then.&lt;br /&gt;( cause one of her bio pictures had 4 eggs in it )&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it took her quite some time to figure out what I meant&lt;br /&gt;which was *rolls eyes roll eyes for me* Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when twilight started and edward appeared.&lt;br /&gt;the were like screams/ squeals from behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the people behind: So cuteeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;sj: Eeewww.&lt;br /&gt;me: Lol. Shhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, when jasper came out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: *starts laughing*&lt;br /&gt;She: *laughs too*&lt;br /&gt;me: He looks like he's stoning&lt;br /&gt;sj: Ya. He is stoning&lt;br /&gt;me: LOL.&lt;br /&gt;sj: He looks weird&lt;br /&gt;me: LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay then..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella said something like: All I want is you&lt;br /&gt;sj: I dont want you. I need the toilet&lt;br /&gt;me: Me too. I'm damn urgent. I need the toilet too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sj abused me so many times today okay!&lt;br /&gt;she kept hitting my left arm.&lt;br /&gt;I told her if she wanna hit, hit right arm instead la&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so tmr's probably my last time coming online.&lt;br /&gt;I hope to do well for O levels in 2009.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna score all A1s for my L1R5&lt;br /&gt;I want to feel proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;2008 was kinda screwed up and I couldn't remember the last time I felt proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;It just makes me want to work harder&lt;br /&gt;Ain't going to be easy&lt;br /&gt;But God will pull me through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-8468596948355813035?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/8468596948355813035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=8468596948355813035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/8468596948355813035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/8468596948355813035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2008/12/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-5046057977659285255</id><published>2008-12-29T18:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T18:36:18.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=xoxo.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/xoxo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Remembering you, remembering us, remembering last summer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg. I feel a sense of accomplishment today(:&lt;br /&gt;No, not becaise i've completed all my hwk&lt;br /&gt;But I did something useful today = study.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I started studying late :/&lt;br /&gt;Others may have completed their revision and all already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;LIKE SOME PEOPLE WHO'RE MAKING ME ANXIOUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; humans T.T&lt;br /&gt;So I gotta speed up a little so I'm planning to burn midnight oil(:&lt;br /&gt;I mean, its a good idea, right?&lt;br /&gt;Since I've got insomnia I should do something more useful instead of counting sheep Aha.&lt;br /&gt;I don't do that btw -.-&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes :)&lt;br /&gt;I started doing doing some eassay questions in the 10 years' series.&lt;br /&gt;That's &lt;strong&gt;not &lt;/strong&gt;being hardworking or anything, cause that's our hol assig too.&lt;br /&gt;But I bet most people would've skipped the essay question part like my dear friend,&lt;br /&gt;Goh Shu Jun or maybe even you reading this now Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Essay questions are horrible cause there's so much things to write about :/&lt;br /&gt;And one part's like 7 marks. You get what I mean eh?&lt;br /&gt;Then I painstakingly did my own notes for chemistry for the first 3 chapters.&lt;br /&gt;I know you may think, What's the Big deal?&lt;br /&gt;Making notes for chem and doing a little bit of bio essay questions are so common&lt;br /&gt;But if you don't know me, I detest making my own notes for chem&lt;br /&gt;because I feel its a w.o.t but now i'm getting the hang of it.&lt;br /&gt;More to come tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm planning to develop my photos for Bio project tmr&lt;br /&gt;My photos suck big time :/&lt;br /&gt;so will most probably be meeting Sj(:&lt;br /&gt;then have lunch tgth, and I need to go to POPULAR to buy my sketch Book for Bio&lt;br /&gt;Eh freak.&lt;br /&gt;And save ang bao Money to buy my assesment Books&lt;br /&gt;Omg, I feel like a Nerd &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;8-/&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/35847019-5046057977659285255?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/5046057977659285255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=5046057977659285255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/5046057977659285255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/5046057977659285255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2008/12/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-2625471946424001034</id><published>2008-12-26T23:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T00:12:01.656+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THE BIG BANG'/><title type='text'>And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=beautiful.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/beautiful.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;MERRY BELATED CHRISTMAS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My desktop wasn't working on christmas day so I used my sis's laptop instead.&lt;br /&gt;So we kinda figured out that the ram wasn't fixed in properly so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know what to Blog about tho.&lt;br /&gt;Okay now I do. Haha&lt;br /&gt;Erm, christmas eve night was pretty bad cause I really wanted to go out to the movies with my church friends after candelight service and watch twilight.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't caught it yet. so I thought maybe that would be the best time to watch it.&lt;br /&gt;However, hmm they already booked their tickets for Yes Man&lt;br /&gt;and they wanted to go to Plaza Sing', a place which I'm not really fond of idk why.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. so I decided to go Home lor ):&lt;br /&gt;Then I spent my christmas eve night by Msn-ing and watching..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE. BIG. BANG. THEORY.&lt;br /&gt;( &lt;em&gt; "Rock, Paper, Scissors, Lizard, Spock!!!!!!!!" &lt;/em&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;Sorry about that, Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Eliz watches that show too. It makes me laugh haha(:&lt;br /&gt;Oh that reminded me, by sis is becoming to sound like Sheldon.&lt;br /&gt;OMG. THAT DOESN'T MEAN MY SIS IS CUTE, ELIZ.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;She talked non stop during The little Nonya today.&lt;br /&gt;I could'nt even watch in peace.&lt;br /&gt;(save me)&lt;br /&gt;Haha, right. So I got carried away with The Big Bang Theory and slept at 4am++ and woke up at 12.30pm the next day.&lt;br /&gt;Hah, silly me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;And I spent yesterday night watching Twilight on Youtube :X&lt;br /&gt;P.s, not my fault. Someone posted the video up hah.&lt;br /&gt;Omg. I think it's pretty boring.&lt;br /&gt;I was bored to tears :'(&lt;br /&gt;After watching like almost half of the movie, I gave up.&lt;br /&gt;Myabe cause the video's pretty bad so I can't really hear what they're speaking properly and I didn't like the picture colour.&lt;br /&gt;The book pwns! \m/&lt;br /&gt;The novel wins the movie hands down, like srsly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, and school's starting real soon.&lt;br /&gt;Save me..................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-2625471946424001034?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/2625471946424001034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=2625471946424001034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/2625471946424001034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/2625471946424001034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2008/12/and-your-heart-starts-to-wonder-where.html' title='And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be,'/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-3168486816325307133</id><published>2008-12-24T11:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T11:42:33.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Msia,</title><content type='html'>Oh wow Good Morning &lt;u&gt;It's X'mas Eve! &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And omg my desktop's working like yay cause I couldn't start it yesterday evening&lt;br /&gt;I think my comp's playing games with me ._.&lt;br /&gt;Always don't want to behave itself. Naughty.. tsk tsk'&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so I was MIA-ing from &lt;strong&gt;19th dec to 22nd dec&lt;/strong&gt; cause I went M'sia&lt;br /&gt;The trip was pretty Good, well kinda enjoyable,&lt;br /&gt;Driving there was a total turn off cause dad almost got into an accident!&lt;br /&gt;(well that's not our fault)&lt;br /&gt;cause there was this M'sia car that wanted to stage an accident.&lt;br /&gt;and he was driving damn close to my dad's lane hoping to hit our car so that we can "compensate" him&lt;br /&gt;( his car was already very very badly damage, there were a lot of dents/scratches and all)&lt;br /&gt;So He was forcing his way through But &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;NK &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;GOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; there was like another split road so dad turned there and jammed break instead although that wasn't the correct route we were supposed to take.&lt;br /&gt;The bus behind dad Honked at that car.&lt;br /&gt;What an inconsiderate, money minded Ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and the traffic there's damn power.&lt;br /&gt;(Gave me a lot of &lt;em&gt;Heart Attacks&lt;/em&gt; alright)&lt;br /&gt;One small alley has&lt;strong&gt; 4 Lanes&lt;/strong&gt;?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;And there aren't really any traffic lights and there aren't pretty much any rules&lt;br /&gt;They don't give signals or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Anywayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy,&lt;br /&gt;I shared a room with sis &amp;amp; Andrea(:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, we had Nonya food almost everyday ._."&lt;br /&gt;(which was &lt;em&gt;so damn good&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;And supper at night ._."&lt;br /&gt;but we did lots of shopping although my foot was still hurting from the sprain.&lt;br /&gt;Why's it taking so long to get well? &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I saw Garry there :O&lt;br /&gt;Pictures up ahead C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3280.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/IMG_3280.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was displayed @ the Hotel Lobby.&lt;br /&gt;Everything's made of Icing. Cool eh?&lt;br /&gt;My Winter Wonderland C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3295.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/IMG_3295.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha. The Boat ride. Andrea, sis and I were like: " Sian T_T"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3312.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/IMG_3312.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, nothing much to see la. Mostly construction sites? -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3315.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/IMG_3315.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we saw this -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3321.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/IMG_3321.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3282.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/IMG_3282.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ the Hotel Lobby! No it isn't made of icing haha.&lt;br /&gt;It's just a decoration(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHY'S MY TAGBOARD SO DEADDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;@#$%^&amp;amp;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;WL,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-3168486816325307133?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/3168486816325307133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=3168486816325307133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/3168486816325307133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/3168486816325307133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2008/12/msia.html' title='Msia,'/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-7256082253269064215</id><published>2008-12-17T12:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T12:52:40.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>17th december.&lt;br /&gt;School's reopening real soon&lt;br /&gt;I'm really determined to do well for next year&lt;br /&gt;100% focus,&lt;br /&gt;assesment books,&lt;br /&gt;No more computer&lt;br /&gt;No more sms-ing&lt;br /&gt;No more computer games.&lt;br /&gt;Study(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-7256082253269064215?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/7256082253269064215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=7256082253269064215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/7256082253269064215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/7256082253269064215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2008/12/17th-december.html' title=''/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-8365683809639580683</id><published>2008-12-17T01:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T01:39:20.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Feels like insomnia ah ah, Feels like insomnia ah ah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-8365683809639580683?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/8365683809639580683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=8365683809639580683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/8365683809639580683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/8365683809639580683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2008/12/feels-like-insomnia-ah-ah-feels-like.html' title=''/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-641074749614612389</id><published>2008-12-13T16:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T17:21:17.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>viva la vida</title><content type='html'>I doubt I can ever understand the songs written by Coldplay.&lt;br /&gt;Here's another awsome song.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;I don't really get what it means but they're a unique band&lt;br /&gt;But hate the MV man. Suckzxz,&lt;br /&gt;here's the piano version instead: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kBohWU-DTH0"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kBohWU-DTH0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. ITS AWESOME 8)&lt;br /&gt;Dang. he's talented.&lt;br /&gt;ARGH. IMEEM SCREWED UP MY BLOG &lt;a href="mailto:!@#$$%"&gt;!@#$$%&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self: It's time to get a new Blogskin/ close blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Viva La Vida.&lt;/u&gt;- Coldplay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to rule the world&lt;br /&gt;Seas would rise when I gave the word&lt;br /&gt;Now in the morning I sweep alone&lt;br /&gt;Sweep the streets I used to own&lt;br /&gt;I used to roll the dice&lt;br /&gt;Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes&lt;br /&gt;Listen as the crowd would sing:&lt;br /&gt;"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"&lt;br /&gt;One minute I held the key&lt;br /&gt;Next the walls were closed on me&lt;br /&gt;And I discovered that my castles stand&lt;br /&gt;Upon pillars of salt, pillars of sand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing&lt;br /&gt;Roman Cavalry choirs are singing&lt;br /&gt;Be my mirror my sword and shield&lt;br /&gt;My missionaries in a foreign field&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I can't explain&lt;br /&gt;Once you know there was never, never an honest word&lt;br /&gt;That was when I ruled the world&lt;br /&gt;(Ohhh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the wicked and wild wind&lt;br /&gt;Blew down the doors to let me in.&lt;br /&gt;Shattered windows and the sound of drums&lt;br /&gt;People couldn't believe what I'd become&lt;br /&gt;Revolutionaries Wait&lt;br /&gt;For my head on a silver plate&lt;br /&gt;Just a puppet on a lonely string&lt;br /&gt;Oh who would ever want to be king?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing&lt;br /&gt;Roman Cavalry choirs are singing&lt;br /&gt;Be my mirror my sword and shield&lt;br /&gt;My missionaries in a foreign field&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I can not explain&lt;br /&gt;I know Saint Peter will call my name&lt;br /&gt;Never an honest word&lt;br /&gt;But that was when I ruled the world&lt;br /&gt;(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear Jerusalem bells are ringings&lt;br /&gt;Roman Cavalry choirs are singing&lt;br /&gt;Be my mirror my sword and shield&lt;br /&gt;My missionaries in a foreign field&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I can not explain&lt;br /&gt;I know Saint Peter will call my name&lt;br /&gt;Never an honest word&lt;br /&gt;But that was when I ruled the world&lt;br /&gt;(Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-641074749614612389?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-7059542968895458254</id><published>2008-12-10T01:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:25:38.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=rainbow.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/rainbow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just took drugs.&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;oooooooooooooooooooh shiok&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;...................&lt;br /&gt;..............................&lt;br /&gt;....................&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;..............&lt;br /&gt;Haha, panadol lah!&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm suffering from a shit-ass sore throat&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGGGGGGGGGGG.&lt;br /&gt;What's happenning to me?&lt;br /&gt;I guess I've not been taking care of myself/ the things around me :}&lt;br /&gt;Oh Yeah soap got into my left eye yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;It was really painful D:&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you see what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;Gah so Mom came back from the Doct not long ago.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, cause I asked dad to take her to Raffles Medical cause both her eyes were swollen and her conjunctiva was red.&lt;br /&gt;Like red, oh man.&lt;br /&gt;I was surfing the net to find out more about Mom's red eyes&lt;br /&gt;And yah, I read a lot of frightening stuff&lt;br /&gt;so I told Dad to bring her to see the Doct.&lt;br /&gt;(I hope I wasn't being paranoid or whatsoever)&lt;br /&gt;So Yes,&lt;br /&gt;Thank God its only conjunctivitis(:&lt;br /&gt;Like phewwwwwwwww.&lt;br /&gt;And get well soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm.&lt;br /&gt;and I'm somehow worried over this girl's fate.&lt;br /&gt;I hate guys that take advantage of girls D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;sucker.&lt;br /&gt;Ya so this guy, my online friend told me abt his problems over his ex-gf.&lt;br /&gt;I think another dude's gonna take advantage of her lor.&lt;br /&gt;Wah, make me feel so stress for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Plus its always about Bgr issues&lt;br /&gt;Gah, give me a break, please! -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Wells,&lt;br /&gt;Its getting late.&lt;br /&gt;Toodles.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;close your eyes, clear your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;you gotta let me go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-7059542968895458254?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/7059542968895458254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=7059542968895458254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/7059542968895458254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/7059542968895458254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-took-drugs.html' title=''/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-6309113793921539931</id><published>2008-12-08T23:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:27:09.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi, how did your day go?&lt;br /&gt;Mine started out pretty early~&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 6.45am and went to the new Marine Barrage to walk walk&lt;br /&gt;Omg I didn't know it was hella cold!&lt;br /&gt;My mom, sis and I were wearing shorts while Andrea's family wore like jeans and all&lt;br /&gt;Omg! they also brought along their jackets T_T&lt;br /&gt;Yayaya so we reached there around 7.45am and explored the place&lt;br /&gt;Trust me- Andrea and I were like,&lt;br /&gt;" Its a public holiday today! Why can't we slp in? :X "&lt;br /&gt;hahaaa. Guess what. She sprained her foot too!&lt;br /&gt;Well, she sprained her left foot, while I sprained my right one.&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Then we went into a cafe and had Warm Chocolate for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;Mmm-mmm.&lt;br /&gt;Yaya then we waited till 10am to view the exhibits there.&lt;br /&gt;I managed to ask uncle michael to help me snap some pics for my dearest Bio mini project,&lt;br /&gt;so Yay &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had a super heavy lunch at vivo&lt;br /&gt;Didn't really feel like having dinner so ate some bread frm Crystal Jade&lt;br /&gt;And..............&lt;br /&gt;my sis brought her cup noodles into the room&lt;br /&gt;and the whole room's filled  with the smell of cupnoodles&lt;br /&gt;and I'm getting hungryyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy&lt;br /&gt;Dang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that's all.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so nt looking forward t nxt year Blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-6309113793921539931?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/6309113793921539931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=6309113793921539931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/6309113793921539931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/6309113793921539931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2008/12/hi-how-did-your-day-go-mine-started-out.html' title=''/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-7696837893355543937</id><published>2008-12-07T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T21:18:07.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh my Mama.&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;YAY I'M FINALLY BACK.&lt;br /&gt;(did anyone miss me?)&lt;br /&gt;No I didn't go on a holiday.&lt;br /&gt;Life has been so Screwed up these few weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I sprained my foot&lt;br /&gt;- My Phone spoiled&lt;br /&gt;-My Comp crashed(!)&lt;br /&gt;- I just... choked up my whole toilet bowl DAMN YOU NASI BRIYANI &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yup, I dropt by challenger today after tuition&lt;br /&gt;and I didn't know my comp had been fixed.&lt;br /&gt;I saw the paper and they stated there&lt;br /&gt;Collection date: 5th Dec&lt;br /&gt;Nope and they didn't call us to tell us it was alr. fixed!!  -_-&lt;br /&gt;Anw, I'VE GOT 0% memory back okay!!! :'(&lt;br /&gt;All my PICTURES, SONGS&amp;amp; FILES OF ARD 2.5 YEARS  ALL GONE.&lt;br /&gt;ByeByeT_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-7696837893355543937?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/7696837893355543937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=7696837893355543937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/7696837893355543937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/7696837893355543937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-my-mama.html' title=''/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-2180078362985860306</id><published>2008-11-28T13:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T13:40:52.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>paperhearts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=paperhearts.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/paperhearts.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, I feel awful.&lt;br /&gt;I think dad passed to me his stomach flu ):&lt;br /&gt;Skipped lunch yesterday cause I had 0% appetite.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i wanted to skip dinner too but they forced me to eat a little.&lt;br /&gt;Omg. Woke up with a super painful tummyache today :}&lt;br /&gt;But i'm feeling much betetr nw B]&lt;br /&gt;OMG. YESTERDAY WAS PROJECT RUNWAY SEASON FINALE.&lt;br /&gt;Oh man nooooooo. Christian won D:&lt;br /&gt;Dammit, and he's only 21 wth -.-&lt;br /&gt;I was actually rooting for Rami/ Jillian.&lt;br /&gt;Christian's pieces are indeed "fierce" LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Some were great- especially the first few&lt;br /&gt;But i hate all those ruffles at the end.&lt;br /&gt;And he only played with like 3 colours?&lt;br /&gt;Mostly Black, Beige, brown.&lt;br /&gt;I think Rami/Jillian deserved to win instead!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh c'mon! &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, gotta memorise a zuo wen for tuition.&lt;br /&gt;Gtg.&lt;br /&gt;Cya all(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;W/l&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-2180078362985860306?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/2180078362985860306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-5046779155172186674</id><published>2008-11-26T13:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T13:15:44.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Decode/twilight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=decode.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/decode.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♥&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; My thoughts you can't decode.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I decide what’s right,&lt;br /&gt;when you’re clouding up my mind?&lt;br /&gt;I can’t win your losing fight&lt;br /&gt;all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not gonna ever own what’s mine,&lt;br /&gt;when you’re always taking sides.&lt;br /&gt;But you won’t take away my pride.&lt;br /&gt;No, not this time.&lt;br /&gt;Not this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did we get here,&lt;br /&gt;when I used to know you so well?&lt;br /&gt;But, how did we get here?&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think I know how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is hiding in your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;and it’s hanging on your tongue.&lt;br /&gt;Just boiling in my blood.&lt;br /&gt;But you think that I can’t see&lt;br /&gt;what kind of man that you are;&lt;br /&gt;if you’re a man at all.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I will figure this one out on my own.&lt;br /&gt;(I’m screaming, “I love you so.”)&lt;br /&gt;On my own.&lt;br /&gt;(My thoughts you can’t decode.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did we get here,&lt;br /&gt;when I used to know you so well?&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah)&lt;br /&gt;How did we get here?&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think I know how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you see what we’ve done?&lt;br /&gt;We’ve gone and made such fools of ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;Do you see what we’ve done?&lt;br /&gt;We’ve gone and made such fools&lt;br /&gt;of ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did we get here,&lt;br /&gt;when I used to know you so well?&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah, yeah, yeah!)&lt;br /&gt;Well, How did we get here&lt;br /&gt;when I used to know you so well.&lt;br /&gt;I think I know...&lt;br /&gt;I think I know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something&lt;br /&gt;I see in you.&lt;br /&gt;It might kill me.&lt;br /&gt;I want it to be true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-5046779155172186674?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/5046779155172186674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=5046779155172186674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/5046779155172186674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/5046779155172186674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2008/11/decodetwilight.html' title='Decode/twilight'/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-7875280307686734840</id><published>2008-11-25T17:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T17:45:17.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Great, - I sprained my right foot&lt;br /&gt;BEFORE GOING TO ORCHARD FOR XMAS SHOPPING!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;tmd  -____-&lt;br /&gt;I tell you, Damn pain eh!&lt;br /&gt;Okay i was on the 293 bus today morning after leaving shss.&lt;br /&gt;The bus was super crowded.&lt;br /&gt;Then when I was moving nearer to the back of the bus,&lt;br /&gt;the bus jerked so suddenly before I could hold onto the pole.&lt;br /&gt;I like flew forward, but didn't fall o.O&lt;br /&gt;All thanks to dunno which stupid person driving into the primary school lah.&lt;br /&gt;No eyes de.&lt;br /&gt;The bus and car could've collided okay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-7875280307686734840?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/7875280307686734840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=7875280307686734840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/7875280307686734840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/7875280307686734840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2008/11/great-i-sprained-my-right-foot-before.html' title=''/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-8076073213329477774</id><published>2008-11-21T20:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T20:48:46.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=bellaedward.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/bellaedward.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to start chiong-ing hwk starting frm nxt week&lt;br /&gt;wanna watch &lt;strong&gt;twilight&lt;/span&gt; the movie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Wa lao. Out in the US today le&lt;br /&gt;Gotta wait till Dec for us here ):&lt;br /&gt;Damn. I feel like changing my blogskin :D&lt;br /&gt;Maybe something christmas-y?&lt;br /&gt;GAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-8076073213329477774?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/8076073213329477774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=8076073213329477774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/8076073213329477774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/8076073213329477774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2008/11/need-to-start-chiong-ing-hwk-starting.html' title=''/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-7727429071146369786</id><published>2008-11-15T00:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T00:32:25.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello people.&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty late now.&lt;br /&gt;Aiyo, I'm so tired!&lt;br /&gt;I'll let the pictures do the talking (&lt;em&gt;not many tho&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Gonna *kop pictures from Sarah once she's posted them up.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Rawrr.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/Rawrr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh he's cute C:&lt;br /&gt;Rawr &lt;a href="mailto:!@#$%"&gt;!@#$%&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=summerloving.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/summerloving.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo1186.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/Photo1186.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY LITTLE PONY!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;(HAHAHA. You know what i'm talking about right?)&lt;br /&gt;A toy which is called "My little pony!"&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;I used to see many of those ads when I was younger Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-7727429071146369786?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/7727429071146369786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=7727429071146369786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/7727429071146369786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/7727429071146369786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2008/11/hello-people.html' title=''/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-3337653848609740243</id><published>2008-11-12T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:02:50.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OHAYO.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm weird cause:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I walk kinda fast&lt;br /&gt;2. I don't eat cereals in the morning, but in the aft/night.&lt;br /&gt;3. I talk to Lulu. [maomao!]&lt;br /&gt;4. I hate Honey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANDOM.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to school at 9am for Hb.&lt;br /&gt;I was so tired. Rawr.&lt;br /&gt;Aiya tmr's worse. 8am- 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;Hb camp.&lt;br /&gt;GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so Me and mom spring-cleaned my messy messy table today&lt;br /&gt;I HATE SPRING-CLEANINGS! &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;Wahlao. took us almost 4 friggin hours to clean up the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;(you can imagine what my table's like)&lt;br /&gt;Yup, so Mom nagged a little ( and that gave me a slight headache -_- )&lt;br /&gt;cause I didn't wanna throw away many things........&lt;br /&gt;Be it letters from friends/ Neoprints/ keychains/ things from friends.&lt;br /&gt;I was pratically reminiscing about the old times we had in primary school.&lt;br /&gt;But you know... things change. -sigh-&lt;br /&gt;Okay yup, so I'm like 1/5 into Zenon's new moon book.&lt;br /&gt;I'm reading it much much slower now maybe cause I'm in the holiday mood&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, too many things distracting me.&lt;br /&gt;(you'll know what i mean if you're my close friend)&lt;br /&gt;*wink*&lt;br /&gt;Okay yayaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pictures that I drew when I was a kid :O&lt;br /&gt;( no laughing please- that's if you find it retarded )&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo1174.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/Photo1174.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the Horse's pretty cute C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo1177.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/Photo1177.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SWIMMINGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo1175.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/Photo1175.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK AT HIS FACE. LMAO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-3337653848609740243?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/3337653848609740243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=3337653848609740243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/3337653848609740243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/3337653848609740243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2008/11/ohayo.html' title=''/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-6435813363440146143</id><published>2008-11-11T21:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T21:45:02.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=earlywinter.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/earlywinter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. This sounds pretty childish but................&lt;br /&gt;I'M SO JEALOUS OF THOSE SEC4s NOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;Because today was their Last paper T.T&lt;br /&gt;OMG &lt;a href="mailto:!@#$%"&gt;!@#$%&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was fine C:&lt;br /&gt;Okay randomzxz.&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T FIND THE PIANO SCORES FOR THE MAN WHO CAN'T BE MOVED.&lt;br /&gt;Hey so unfair!&lt;br /&gt;I only printed 1/7 pages.&lt;br /&gt;And the whole thing's filled with " Preview Copy Only. Preview Copy Only....."&lt;br /&gt;WELL, THAT'S THE MOST I CAN DO LAH.&lt;br /&gt;AEY WAHLAO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-6435813363440146143?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/6435813363440146143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=6435813363440146143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/6435813363440146143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/6435813363440146143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2008/11/okay_11.html' title=''/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-6312366136624999877</id><published>2008-11-10T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T22:15:40.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=winter.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/winter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you catch a breath when I look at you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are you holding back like the way I do?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause I'm trying and trying to walk away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I know this crush ain't goin' away-ay-ay-ay-ayy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goin' away-ay-ay-ay-ayy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hello Earthlings&lt;/span&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;THE HOLIDAYS ARE HERE ALR. &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo. I'm so &lt;s&gt;damn excited&lt;/s&gt; Pissed.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I've got plenty of Homeworkzxz!&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, we've got &lt;strong&gt;2 SUPER DUPER&lt;/strong&gt; important tests at the beginning of '09&lt;br /&gt;Gotta Mug everything for Bio again(the whole 12 chapters)&lt;br /&gt;It's no different from End of years lah. tmd!&lt;br /&gt;We've got Chem test too! OMG.&lt;br /&gt;Yah.&lt;br /&gt;Okay so far there's Bio, E maths, A Maths, Chinese&amp;amp;Eng hwk.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. okay nvm come to think about it,&lt;br /&gt;it isn't THAT bad.&lt;br /&gt;OMG.................................&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be sec4 nxt yr. :}&lt;br /&gt;O lvls! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...................................&lt;br /&gt;SAJC/MJC please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-6312366136624999877?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/6312366136624999877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=6312366136624999877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/6312366136624999877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/6312366136624999877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2008/11/do-you-catch-breath-when-i-look-at-you.html' title=''/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-8203484326282128330</id><published>2008-11-08T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T23:21:07.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay.&lt;br /&gt;Had a weird dream yesterday night.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt that I highlighted Zenon's New moon book?&lt;br /&gt;Errrr.................... Idk why&lt;br /&gt;Then I dreamt about our Bio Mock exam(beginning of 2009)&lt;br /&gt;I think I took the exam in the loo?&lt;br /&gt;AND. it didnt look like Bio questions at all.&lt;br /&gt;Looked more like IDK! RANDOM NONSENSICAL Questions&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;OMG. WHY DOES EDWARD CULLEN LOOKS SO DIFFERENT IN REAL LIFE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:!@#$%"&gt;WAHLAO !@#$%&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like so different lah. Okay maybe Eliz was right.&lt;br /&gt;He's unhygienic in real life. Lmao&lt;br /&gt;OMG WAHLAO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-8203484326282128330?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/8203484326282128330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=8203484326282128330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/8203484326282128330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/8203484326282128330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2008/11/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-5166244188940758320</id><published>2008-11-02T19:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T19:30:30.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello People!&lt;br /&gt;Introduce you all to the MAID FAMILY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Bravo Marvellous&lt;br /&gt;2. Michelle Marvellous&lt;br /&gt;2. Sophia MariGOH&lt;br /&gt;3. Sophie Bodyfit&lt;br /&gt;4. Mariam Ayam&lt;br /&gt;5. Maria Aiya&lt;br /&gt;6. Aminah Tom&lt;br /&gt;7. Whisper Maxipad&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;.............&lt;br /&gt;............................. (still got more lah)&lt;br /&gt;BUT DONT WANNA SAY CAUSE TOO&lt;br /&gt;Er3 Xing1 le4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;I finally got my &lt;u&gt;Twilight Book! &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=twilight2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/twilight2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TADAAAAAAAA.&lt;br /&gt;I think Stephenie Meyer's so cool!&lt;br /&gt;She came out the Twilight series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=twilightseries.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/twilightseries.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Moon, Eclipse, Breaking dawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Twilight the movie's coming out soon.&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to that (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;I had Chem and bio tuition today.&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE NO IDEA HOW I ACTUALLY SURVIVED THE 3 HOURS TODAY LAH.&lt;br /&gt;It's actually a group tuition.&lt;br /&gt;But Idk why the other 3 girls didn't come today.&lt;br /&gt;so i was the ONLY ONE.&lt;br /&gt;That tutor was late by 30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;I think he's a little kuku or smth -.-&lt;br /&gt;He keeps on making silly faces at me when I give the wrong answer&lt;br /&gt;Annoyingg. Haha. But i think his teaching's pretty all right.&lt;br /&gt;He said something like he used to teach in SHSS before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T for Tutor&lt;br /&gt;M for Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;: " Can we start at 3pm next week? 3 to 6 "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;: " Okay. I'm fine with anything. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;: " Where do you stay? Pasir Ris or Tampines? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;: " Why? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;: " Either one lor. Nt telling you "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;: " C'mon lah! Not as if I'm going to send flowers to you or smth "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;: " -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after awhile...................&lt;br /&gt;He was like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;: "You from shss right? How's Mr ong? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;: " He's okay lah. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN. *&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;I&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;* (&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;light bulb&lt;/span&gt; thing on my head)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;: "Eheh.... How you know I'm from st.hilda's? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;: " Actually I know a lot of things about you. cause Your mom filled in the application form thing. So I actually know where you stay :D "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;: " -.---------------------------- "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah. And he tested me some questions from&lt;br /&gt;Acids, Bases and Salts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;: " See your Chem all right what. Why fail? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;: " How I know! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-5166244188940758320?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/5166244188940758320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=5166244188940758320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/5166244188940758320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/5166244188940758320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2008/11/hello-people-i-finally-got-my-twilight.html' title=''/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-7936209145488977517</id><published>2008-11-01T22:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T22:25:49.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've got overdued pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Here are some on 23rd oct:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo1097.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/Photo1097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo1094.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/Photo1094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo1090.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/Photo1090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo1080.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/Photo1080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo1077.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/Photo1077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo1076.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo1081.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/Photo1081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo1084.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/Photo1084.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/35847019-7936209145488977517?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/7936209145488977517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=7936209145488977517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/7936209145488977517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/7936209145488977517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2008/11/ive-got-overdued-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-7326307656462914819</id><published>2008-10-30T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T00:12:21.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No way am I ever going to sign that agreement&lt;br /&gt;2hours on the comp per week?&lt;br /&gt;Are you MAD?&lt;br /&gt;You think I'm a robot?&lt;br /&gt;I'm no fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to go home&lt;br /&gt;there's so much conflict going on&lt;br /&gt;shut up shut up shut up&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to study anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-7326307656462914819?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/7326307656462914819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=7326307656462914819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/7326307656462914819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/7326307656462914819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2008/10/no-way-am-i-ever-going-to-sign-that.html' title=''/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-5297936790435119062</id><published>2008-10-27T23:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T23:17:31.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=summertime.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/summertime.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't seem to fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;It's either I'm not used to sleeping early or... I'm too troubled.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-5297936790435119062?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/5297936790435119062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=5297936790435119062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/5297936790435119062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/5297936790435119062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2008/10/twilight.html' title='Twilight.'/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-6547110083437649825</id><published>2008-10-24T18:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T19:44:59.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What can I say?</title><content type='html'>I thought that You my mother would understand me.&lt;br /&gt;But I changed my mind after all the lecturing from you that lasted for 40 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;I thought that You knew that I tried my best&lt;br /&gt;I thought that You wouldn't compare me with other people, but instead encourage me.&lt;br /&gt;Yes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I THOUGHT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY DID YOU NEED TO OPEN THOSE WOUNDS AGAIN?&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how much it hurts?&lt;br /&gt;Do you even think that I'm not worried about my results?&lt;br /&gt;You say that You've never seen me cry over my results But do you fucking know that I cry a lot in school?&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to cry infront of you.&lt;br /&gt;You guys won't understand me. HOW I FEEL. IN THIS SUPER STRESSFUL WORLD WHERE GD GRADES MATTER&lt;br /&gt;You've always known that I'm never a science person.&lt;br /&gt;Right from Primary school. My science hasn't been good.&lt;br /&gt;I try okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try very hard to ask my teachers where I've gone wrong&lt;br /&gt;I ask them for help.I do. I really do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for Maths.&lt;br /&gt;Ya. So what if my tuition teacher said the Anglican High student did very well?&lt;br /&gt;She from Anglican High and I'm from St. Hilda's lah&lt;br /&gt;I'm lousy lah.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not as smart as her can?&lt;br /&gt;I'm stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Law wrote:&lt;br /&gt;Michelle has shown laudable effort in trying to improve herself. She should not lose heart over every setback and should instead commend herself for the little victories she gets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care about this anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I'ma failure&lt;br /&gt;-the chapter ends-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-6547110083437649825?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/6547110083437649825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=6547110083437649825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/6547110083437649825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/6547110083437649825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-can-i-say.html' title='What can I say?'/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-1793701277140563630</id><published>2008-10-20T23:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T23:27:26.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the way I do.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=toolittletoolate.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/toolittletoolate.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helloooooooooooooooooooooo C:&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed going to school today!&lt;br /&gt;We had some attachment programme @ &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Singapore Poly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; today.!&lt;br /&gt;It was so cool! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like their campus although its kinda run-down.&lt;br /&gt;Its like Super huge. 34 hect. if i'm not wrong?&lt;br /&gt;the size of 100 football fields! Yay.&lt;br /&gt;Idk why but i like the school :D&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go to VJC, MJC, SAJC's open houseszxz!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay anw. Results totally suck.&lt;br /&gt;It's like getting worse and worse alright!&lt;br /&gt;Worst i've done so far for this year although it was the exam which i studied the &lt;em&gt;HARDEST&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Didn't wanna want you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Didn't wanna need you so bad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Didn't wanna wake up &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And find that I was falling so fast&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Didn't wanna need you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Didn't wanna need anyone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now look what you've done&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now I can't go on without you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm naked, I can't fake it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm not that strong without you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never thought I could love you the way I do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;All the best for 'O' levels people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-1793701277140563630?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/1793701277140563630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=1793701277140563630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/1793701277140563630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/1793701277140563630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2008/10/way-i-do.html' title='the way I do.'/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-3546320633552696173</id><published>2008-10-17T22:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T22:25:47.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=xxx.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/xxx.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=autumn.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/autumn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Love story by Taylor Swift&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were both young when I first saw you&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes and the flashback starts&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing there on a balcony in summer air&lt;br /&gt;See the lights, see the party, the ball gowns&lt;br /&gt;See you make your way through the crowd&lt;br /&gt;And say hello, little did I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That you were Romeo&lt;br /&gt;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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I saidRomeo,&lt;br /&gt;take me somewhere we can be alone&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting, all there's left to do is run&lt;br /&gt;You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess&lt;br /&gt;It's 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 'cause we're dead if they knew&lt;br /&gt;So close your eyes, escape this town for a little while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you were Romeo,&lt;br /&gt;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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I saidRomeo,&lt;br /&gt;take me somewhere we can be alone&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting, all there's left to do is run&lt;br /&gt;You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess&lt;br /&gt;It's a love story, baby, just say yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romeo, save me,&lt;br /&gt;they're trying to tell me how to feel&lt;br /&gt;This love is difficult, but it's real&lt;br /&gt;Don't be afraid, we'll make it out of this mess&lt;br /&gt;It's a love story, baby, just say yes&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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I said&lt;br /&gt;Romeo save me,&lt;br /&gt;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 he pulled out a ring&lt;br /&gt;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 that's all I really know&lt;br /&gt;I talked to your dad, you'll pick out a white dress&lt;br /&gt;It's a love story, baby, just say yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were both young when I first saw you&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know how to play this on the piano ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-3546320633552696173?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/3546320633552696173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=3546320633552696173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/3546320633552696173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/3546320633552696173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2008/10/we-were-both-young-when-i-first-saw-you.html' title='Love story'/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-6868410182353385317</id><published>2008-10-15T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T23:17:46.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what hurts the most</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=broken.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/broken.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=falling.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/falling.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Out of the confusion, the static and the noise&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You got my attention, it made me wanna&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Live like it's the last moon rise and&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;scream just like no one's there, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lose all of my defences&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Gosh. Haven't told them anything about it yet.&lt;br /&gt;I'm planning to tell them next week.&lt;br /&gt;so that i can enjoy and treasure my last few days of "freedom".&lt;br /&gt;Before I'm doomed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I wanna thank so much people for comforting me!&lt;br /&gt;The people in 3J- Joyce,SJ, Nut, courtney, char, karen and so many others!&lt;br /&gt;And Last but not least, Dearest Elizabeth.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all for your assurance. I truely needed that.&lt;br /&gt;You guys know how much I hate crying in school.&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes I just can't help it. I don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;Emotions just take over me. You know I want you guys to think that I'm strong.&lt;br /&gt;Not a cry baby or something. I can't believe i cried so many times this year!&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get stronger. I hate to let you guys see me in this state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. so today wasn't as horrible/terrible as yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Got back all of my remaining subjects.&lt;br /&gt;Things turned out much more pleasant today.&lt;br /&gt;Although I was completely shocked that I failed A Maths.&lt;br /&gt;I could've done so much better.&lt;br /&gt;There were just too many silly and careless mistakes made.&lt;br /&gt;- that could've been avoided.&lt;br /&gt;And it actually made me reflect on my studying pattern. I focused almost everything on my sciences this time round. But in the end also couldn't make it.&lt;br /&gt;What else can I say leh? &lt;/3&lt;br /&gt;Got back Pure.Lit too. I think pure lit's the only subject that have been really consistent.&lt;br /&gt;Just like Term3, this subject sorts of give me a sense of hope. that I, have not failed my part as a student. Idk if it's because they marked it more leniently this time round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And SJ told her parents about my results&lt;br /&gt;Her mom kinda gave me lots of encouragement and she really understood where I was coming from. I wish my parents were like that too.&lt;br /&gt;All i need is encouragement from them and not for them to demoralise me or anything.&lt;br /&gt;It's quite stupid because during the exam period, they actually know and can see that i'm working very hard, studying very hard- doing my best.&lt;br /&gt;But once I get back my results they'll said that I havent put in enough effort and they'll scold me like what. I really hate it. Do grades even matter even when you've tried your best? Why can't they just see this? Other parents can understand something as simple as this. Just now my dad actually told me to stop using the comp/ use it less often starting from next week. and he was like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D : " Next week your results are coming out alr and i'm gonna grumble if you don't score well "&lt;br /&gt;M : "But I really studied hard what! "&lt;br /&gt;D : " But you play harder than you study "&lt;br /&gt;M : " But i didn't touch my games for like one month plus lor! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See. he's giving some fucking excuse again.&lt;br /&gt;This is so unfair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-6868410182353385317?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/6868410182353385317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=6868410182353385317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/6868410182353385317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/6868410182353385317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-hurts-most.html' title='what hurts the most'/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-8897922764890585869</id><published>2008-10-14T18:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T18:59:33.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes I just wanna quit school&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I even get my desired grades?&lt;br /&gt;WHY???????????????&lt;br /&gt;F.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-8897922764890585869?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-5058041306009638647</id><published>2008-10-13T17:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T17:47:35.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I live, I breathe,&lt;br /&gt;I let it rain on me,&lt;br /&gt;I sleep, I wake,&lt;br /&gt;I try hard not to break,&lt;br /&gt;I crave, I love,&lt;br /&gt;I’ve waited long enough,&lt;br /&gt;I try as hard as I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I not pretty enough?&lt;br /&gt;Is my heart too broken?&lt;br /&gt;Do I cry too much?&lt;br /&gt;Am I too outspoken?&lt;br /&gt;Don’t I make you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;Should I try it harder?&lt;br /&gt;Why do you see right through me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-5058041306009638647?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-4892161384302829843</id><published>2008-10-09T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T18:30:02.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Okay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TODAY'S A SHIAT ASS DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm hopping Mad D:&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-4892161384302829843?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/4892161384302829843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;How can I stand here with you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And not be moved by you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gd Morning.&lt;br /&gt;OMG. I TOOK LIKE 10+ TIMES TRYING TO START MY DAMN COMP&lt;br /&gt;Cause that Blue screen thing keeps appearing. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, EOYs are overrrr.&lt;br /&gt;Hooray C:&lt;br /&gt;(i think i screwed up a lot of subjects.)&lt;br /&gt;nvm, play first then worry later, if there's a need to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT I REALLY GOT STUDY THIS TIME ROUND AND I HAVENT TOUCHED MY GAMES FOR 1 MONTH ++ alr.&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I'm serious&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joyce waited for me until Pure Lit was over.!&lt;br /&gt;2 hours and 25 minutes. Very long right?&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to POPULAR cause Leaf wanted to go there then went MacD&lt;br /&gt;Okay.. then went home.&lt;br /&gt;Then started gaming, then taught mum how to use the internet.&lt;br /&gt;She's the student and I'm the teacher Hoho :D&lt;br /&gt;Had a tough time trying to explain to her cause she kept on asking questions&lt;br /&gt;:X&lt;br /&gt;QUITE HARD TO EXPLAIN TO HER LEI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...................&lt;br /&gt;someone tried scaring me yesterday night -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-1942060803862727923?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/1942060803862727923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=1942060803862727923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/1942060803862727923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/1942060803862727923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2008/10/gd-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-6105708911869965046</id><published>2008-10-04T00:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T00:42:08.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo1014.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/Photo1014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=courtney-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/courtney-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(thanks courtney hahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rawr,&lt;br /&gt;Just got hit by Asirah to do this quiz. Lmao.&lt;br /&gt;HELLO SYRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you have secrets?&lt;br /&gt;Yep. I'm sure everyone has(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Would you fall in love with a boy younger than you?&lt;br /&gt;Neh not for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you enjoy going to school?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Noooooooo. I detest exams. But for friends, why not? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What would you do with a billion dollars?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure about that eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Will you fall in love with your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;Nooooooo, she's female. But i still love her as a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;br /&gt;I think being loved by someone ba, cause if you love someone else, the person may reject you? Idk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. List out your 15 favourite songs:&lt;br /&gt;Oh I like this question! Hahaha:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The man who can't be moved by The Script!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;- Revenge is sweeter(than you ever were) by The Veronicas&lt;br /&gt;- Love like this by Amy Pearson&lt;br /&gt;- Forever Love by Anna Nalick&lt;br /&gt;- Hot N' cold by Katy Perry&lt;br /&gt;- Take a Bow by Rihanna&lt;br /&gt;- Love story by Taylor Swift&lt;br /&gt;- Sophia by Nerina Pallot&lt;br /&gt;- Hero/Heroine by Boys like girls&lt;br /&gt;- We are broken by Paramore!&lt;br /&gt;- Bleeding love by Leona Lewis&lt;br /&gt;etc etc. too tired to type T_T&lt;br /&gt;(to be continued.............................................. not even in a million yrs)&lt;br /&gt;TIRED SORRY D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;Beat that girl up............................... KIDDING. HOW I KNOW?&lt;br /&gt;I'll just leave it as it is.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Is there anything that has made you extremely happy?&lt;br /&gt;FOR NOW ER 4 MORE DAYS TILL EOYS ARE OVER.&lt;br /&gt;over..&lt;br /&gt;over.......&lt;br /&gt;OVER.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you have any regrets?&lt;br /&gt;Uh huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How would you see yourself in 10 years time?&lt;br /&gt;25. WORKING.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Who is currently the most important people to you?&lt;br /&gt;God, family, friends. rah. Lulu HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What kind of the person do you think the person tagged you is?&lt;br /&gt;Quite easy-going &amp;amp; fun :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Would you rather be single and rich or married but poor?&lt;br /&gt;IDKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What is your favourite colour?&lt;br /&gt;GREEEN. Need I say more?(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Would you give all in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;It depends on what kinda rlshp it is lor... if its wishy-washy then oh you can forget abt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. If you fall in love with two people simultaneously, who would you pick?&lt;br /&gt;simultaneous equations! (I like!) :D&lt;br /&gt;NONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing the someone has done?&lt;br /&gt;YES. I'LL TRY VERY HARD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What other foreign language would you want to learn?&lt;br /&gt;KOREAN............................ i think its so cool &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Nite Nite. :]&lt;br /&gt;(damn. chem sucks)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-6105708911869965046?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/6105708911869965046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=6105708911869965046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/6105708911869965046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/6105708911869965046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2008/10/d-im-gonna-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-5212593365343552871</id><published>2008-10-02T23:48:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T19:26:03.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>EH. should be:&lt;br /&gt;CHEM-WHORING NOW.! &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;Wth can't concentrate.&lt;br /&gt;Focus Hocus Pocus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, I was like pretty dead after recess.&lt;br /&gt;Super duper tired lah.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and seriously, I can't stand Pure.Lit anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Ms Lim SH's damn naggy and so is Mdm Wong. _l_&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;How am I gonna survive nxt year? :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Shu Jun said my actions are like Yunzhen from 19 sui de qing chun.&lt;br /&gt;what rubbish is that! lolllllllllll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helped a young Pasir ris primary boy today o.O&lt;br /&gt;He was riding his bike kinda fast and he fell infront of me o.O&lt;br /&gt;(Ouch)&lt;br /&gt;Okay...... so I helped him picked up his bike.&lt;br /&gt;He didn't really sound friendly ah :S&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells. I'm sure that must've hurt a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 more days till EOYS are over babyyyyyyyyyyyyy&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for that day to arrive.!.!.!.!&lt;br /&gt;I learnt 3 new pieces eh.!&lt;br /&gt;- Teardrops on my guitar&lt;br /&gt;- Bleeding Love&lt;br /&gt;- I'm with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't find the piano scores for The man who can't be moved ):&lt;br /&gt;Totally in love with that song.&lt;br /&gt;Saw someone's video on Youtube playing that ON THE PIANO.&lt;br /&gt;NO KEYBOARD VIDEOS PLEASE. SUPER CHEAT.&lt;br /&gt;ALWAYS HAVE ACCOMPANIMENT TO MAKE THE SONG SOUND NICER.&lt;br /&gt;The one from Microrator's not bad (:&lt;br /&gt;Trust me, its amazing. I wanna learn it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;! riot¨ And you'd see me waiting for you on the corner of the street, says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me= gd aiming skills C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Z; Secret eternity. (cheming and geoging) says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can be a police woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Z; Secret eternity. (cheming and geoging) says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoot criminals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;! riot¨ And you'd see me waiting for you on the corner of the street, says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AEY -_________________________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;! riot¨ And you'd see me waiting for you on the corner of the street, says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you you you reading this,&lt;br /&gt;I learnt something new today :]&lt;br /&gt;(Shu Jun taught me this!)&lt;br /&gt;LEI HAI SEK MO.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Omg ._. can't believe i said it to my ex- classmate and that person answered me back with smth smth else in cantonese. I didnt really catch what he said AHAHHAA.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...................&lt;br /&gt;...........................................&lt;br /&gt;..........................................................&lt;br /&gt;......................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;LEI HAI SEK MO.! ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-5212593365343552871?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/5212593365343552871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=5212593365343552871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/5212593365343552871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/5212593365343552871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2008/10/eh.html' title=''/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-4939892415034991688</id><published>2008-10-01T15:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T15:51:31.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Going back to the corner where I first saw you,&lt;br /&gt;Gonna camp in my sleeping bag&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna move,&lt;br /&gt;Got some words on cardboard&lt;br /&gt;got your picture in my hand,&lt;br /&gt;Saying if you see this girl can you tell her where I am,&lt;br /&gt;Some try to hand me money they don't understand,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not...broke&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a broken hearted man,&lt;br /&gt;I know it makes no sense,&lt;br /&gt;but what else can I do,&lt;br /&gt;How can I move on when I'm still in love with you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me,&lt;br /&gt;And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I can be,&lt;br /&gt;Thinking maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet,&lt;br /&gt;And you'd see me waiting for you on the corner of the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm not moving...&lt;br /&gt;I'm not moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Policeman says son you can't stay here,&lt;br /&gt;I said there's someone I'm waiting for if it's a day, a month, a year,&lt;br /&gt;Gotta stand my ground even if it rains or snows,&lt;br /&gt;If she changes her mind this is the first place she will go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me,&lt;br /&gt;And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I can be,&lt;br /&gt;Thinking maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet,&lt;br /&gt;And you'd see me waiting for you on the corner of the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm not moving...&lt;br /&gt;I'm not moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not moving...&lt;br /&gt;I'm not moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People talk about the guy&lt;br /&gt;Who's waiting on a girl...&lt;br /&gt;Oohoohwoo&lt;br /&gt;There are no holes in his shoes&lt;br /&gt;But a big hole in his world...&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and maybe I'll get famous as man who can't be moved,&lt;br /&gt;And maybe you won't mean to but you'll see me on the news,&lt;br /&gt;And you'll come running to the corner...&lt;br /&gt;Cos you'll know it's just for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the man who can't be moved&lt;br /&gt;I'm the man who can't be moved...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me,&lt;br /&gt;And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I can be,&lt;br /&gt;Thinking maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet,&lt;br /&gt;And you'd see me waiting for you on the corner of the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm not moving...&lt;br /&gt;I'm not moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not moving...&lt;br /&gt;I'm not moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to the corner where I first saw you,&lt;br /&gt;Gonna camp in my sleeping bag not I'm not gonna move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Script- The Man Who Can't Be Moved &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-4939892415034991688?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/4939892415034991688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=4939892415034991688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/4939892415034991688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/4939892415034991688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2008/10/going-back-to-corner-where-i-first-saw.html' title=''/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-7657345873183200157</id><published>2008-09-27T23:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T11:45:38.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;! riot¨       AHHHH I NEED HELP 911 911 911 911 911 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM GONNA FLY TO MS GOH'S HOUSE AND EAT HER UP NOW &gt;:@ YUM YUM YUM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;! riot¨       AHHHH I NEED HELP 911 911 911 911 911 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN BEFORE I KILL HER,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;! riot¨       AHHHH I NEED HELP 911 911 911 911 911 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I PLAY BARBIE DOLLS WITH HER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Z; bio says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IMMA GONNA SPAM HER EMAIL AND STEAL HER ANSWER SCRIPTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Z; bio says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND TURN HER INTO A BELLYBABY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;! riot¨       AHHHH I NEED HELP 911 911 911 911 911 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAHHHHHHH. I'M GOING TO BRING HER TO EGYPT TO SEE SPONGEBOB CIRCLEPANTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Z; bio says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i havent started history&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;911 911 911.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-7657345873183200157?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/7657345873183200157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=7657345873183200157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/7657345873183200157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/7657345873183200157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2008/09/911-911-911.html' title=''/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-8283332338702413428</id><published>2008-09-27T16:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T16:43:49.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Biology &gt;:/</title><content type='html'>Almost Dying of Bio-POISONING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;where's my &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-8283332338702413428?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/8283332338702413428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=8283332338702413428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/8283332338702413428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/8283332338702413428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2008/09/almost-dying-of-bio-poisoning.html' title='Biology &gt;:/'/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-3501794780434119114</id><published>2008-09-24T22:11:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T22:52:48.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i kissed a girl just to try it</title><content type='html'>Hellooo.&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking a break now.. so I was thinking aiya, might as well blog about today&amp;amp; stuff.&lt;br /&gt;C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday's chinese paper was okay lah. Wrote about some mid autumn festival thing.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have the chance to write the word shen x2 xue zi. My fav worddddddddd(:&lt;br /&gt;cause it represents me. HAHAHAHAHA, tsk spazzzz.&lt;br /&gt;Eh.Yesterday courtney and I went to buy some snacks from the petrol kiosk near our our house C:&lt;br /&gt;She bought so many things! Lmao. like some mocha coffee thingy,&lt;br /&gt;oh and we bought pau too! LMAO. I was super careless luh -___-&lt;br /&gt;(NOT ANYTHING SURPRISING LAH)&lt;br /&gt;I dropped a pau on the floor! And I was like telling Courtney,&lt;br /&gt;" Hurry kick it away! Kick it to one corner. HAHAHAH " cause we were very near the cashier lah.&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Omg it was so funny.!.!.!.!.!.!.!&lt;br /&gt;Luckily the cashier aunty didnt see :D HEEEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;Okay lah, damn irresponsible of me uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wanna complain about the teachers from our school!&lt;br /&gt;Its like so unfair lah. They give other classes such as 3G, 3E, &amp;amp;some other classes hints but never even give our class any hints!&lt;br /&gt;What is this lah? No wonder the people from those classes normally score higher than us.&lt;br /&gt;You think we damn smart meh? We're still 15 year old students, no different from the students in other classes&lt;br /&gt;Just because we're ' 3J ' all of the teachers have got high expectations of our class! &gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;Ridiculous lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUR NATASHA.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!&lt;br /&gt;Can you please stop shaking your LEGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG?!?!?!?!?!??!&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;(grrr. can't type in peace cause my parents keep coming in -____- )&lt;br /&gt;Okay. yah so she's sitting on my right uh.&lt;br /&gt;then I'm right handed so I'll usually tilt to the right when I write uh.&lt;br /&gt;Then there's this thing that keeps shaking lah -.=&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be like giggling to myself. Idk why but i find it funny lah; her shaking her leg.&lt;br /&gt;then the examiner will think that I've gone bonkus or smth.&lt;br /&gt;It's very stressful lor! She keeps on shaking her leg and I'll be like NATASHA PLEASEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE STOP&lt;br /&gt;I've told her before lah. but she can't seem to control herself -.-&lt;br /&gt;Tsk. habit&lt;br /&gt;And GUESS WHAT. I was rushing to complete Ss paper today and I started shaking both my legs too lah!&lt;br /&gt;See who's the one who influenced me LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Aiya, stress LOL. Joyce also agrees with me abt Natasha's leg shaking thing.&lt;br /&gt;LOLLLLLLL. I'M GONNA TIE HER LEGS UP TMR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I realise that a lot of people are afraid of me?&lt;br /&gt;I think I 'terrorise' people a lot lei.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! And i found out smth uber cool abt myself.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I dont have double eyelids right... My double eyelid on my right eye will come out when I'm super duper tired.&lt;br /&gt;Interesting C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Eh, heck my english ah in this post.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Sorry about the weird weird language ah :O &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FORGET IT!&lt;br /&gt;YOU GOT THE POINT,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-3501794780434119114?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/3501794780434119114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=3501794780434119114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/3501794780434119114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/3501794780434119114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2008/09/hellooo.html' title='i kissed a girl just to try it'/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-2729784754047201495</id><published>2008-09-22T16:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T16:53:31.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just when I thought I'm done with ss,&lt;br /&gt;ZOMG. I can't believe i've got so much things t study.&lt;br /&gt;eh. don't think can sleep tonight cause I'm like rushing like hell now.&lt;br /&gt;(and i'm blogging now) How ironic.haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why did i study Northern Ireland&amp;amp;Sri Lanka conflict when I doubt there's any link ah?!?!?!?!?!??!?!?!!!!!!!!!!!!?!!!!!!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!??!?!??!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;why isn't chapter 5 tested anymore! WHY?!&lt;br /&gt;uh, dumb me period. so now I'm chionging 2 other chapters which erm supposedly have a link to each other? Eh this sucks lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i just read today's newspapers. :O that rabbit sweet. omg i've been eating that since I was  4-11/12 years old. And omg there's definitely melamine in my blood -.= sucks lah.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I'm off to study. No more procrastinating. (actually i don't procrastinate eh.)&lt;br /&gt;Okay whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English P.1 &amp;amp; 2 was okay today C:&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;em&gt;Happy Birthday someone, :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-2729784754047201495?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/2729784754047201495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=2729784754047201495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/2729784754047201495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/2729784754047201495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-when-i-thought-im-done-with-ss.html' title=''/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-187747431503503689</id><published>2008-09-20T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T22:57:21.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love will find a way back to your heart,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=chickyyyyyy2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/chickyyyyyy2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, Have you guys started mugging?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you guys started mugging?&lt;br /&gt;Have you guys started mugging?!??!?!??!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;. .&lt;br /&gt;. .&lt;br /&gt;. .&lt;br /&gt;. .&lt;br /&gt;. .&lt;br /&gt;. .&lt;br /&gt;. .&lt;br /&gt;. .&lt;br /&gt;. .&lt;br /&gt;. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay anw, press on guys(:&lt;br /&gt;I've got something for you reading this!&lt;br /&gt;Like some soothing music that helps me study uh(:&lt;br /&gt;Japanese drama OST.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if you'll like it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here's my personal favourite!&lt;br /&gt;( FROM KOIZORA. HAHAHAHAHA )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/reyinkizuna/playlist/VeYyUBbB/koizora_ost_music_playlist/"&gt;http://www.imeem.com/reyinkizuna/playlist/VeYyUBbB/koizora_ost_music_playlist/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope it helps C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reply to tags:&lt;br /&gt;(omg. I've got so little tags!)&lt;br /&gt;): sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Peng&lt;/strong&gt;: Hellooooooooooooooooooooooo. It starts on the 22nd. Haha yeah sorta. When are yours? Jiayou(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joyce&lt;/strong&gt;:  -.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-187747431503503689?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/187747431503503689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=187747431503503689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/187747431503503689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/187747431503503689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2008/09/love-will-find-way-back-to-your-heart.html' title='love will find a way back to your heart,'/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-2065169978522443264</id><published>2008-09-18T23:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T01:00:53.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The only one,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=syraaaaaaaa.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/syraaaaaaaa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. I know its quite late alr. but aiya nvm. i'm quite used to it alr(: Oh gosh, yesterday was our chinese oral! We were suppose to take it last friday but we went to Esplanade to catch Off centre instead. The play was good, but I wished that it could've been longer cause they only acted out one scene. Like WHATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT! I thought it was the whole novel or something?! Disappointed lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. yesterday's oral was -_____- Our topic was harder than the students who took it last week. Note to all: &lt;strong&gt;INJUSTICE. &lt;/strong&gt;I think that My conversation turned out pretty badly cause I had a whole lot of ideas in my head but i just couldn't translate it into CHINESE! Oh gosh and we got that Goose Goose teacher. Chen lao shi or something? Uh, I've no idea why she's called the Goose Goose teacher uh. My sister's batch called her that so Yeah haha. Uh, and I kept repeating the same old points like yadayadayada. I don't think I made sense eh. And! I was the last to take my oral. Argh, why can't they go by my first initial M instead? I went home at 5.30! ): Oh.. not forgetting I was the timekeeper? I took over yan lin's role after she left. And it was like super silly lah. There wasn't any stopwatch and its like so damn retarded.. cause like that a timekeeper also useless what -.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! and we got back our elect.history test today. Eh, screw it. I got 7/12! OMGGGGGGGGGGGGG. Like what! I pratically lost 2-3 marks cause I didn't "link" my points properly. I gave all the reasons and info, but Mr.Law said I didn't link it. WHAT IS THIS!? Okay, so now I've learnt my lesson -.= Aiya, but still................ INJUSTICE &lt;a href="mailto:!@#$%"&gt;!@#$%&lt;/a&gt;  okay that's all buhbye. ignore this parag, it's crap tsk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-2065169978522443264?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/2065169978522443264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=2065169978522443264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/2065169978522443264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/2065169978522443264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2008/09/only-one.html' title='The only one,'/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-2050332535802889161</id><published>2008-09-08T23:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T23:49:40.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh gosh, so here I am; Trying to study. It's so hard. There are just too many distractions around me. ONE here, the comp -_- Orite, eh. I didn't really study during the holidays- yeah a total W.O.T lah. I was slacking here and there on the comp. surfing stuff&amp;amp; all. Oh Gosh, its so annoying when you can't concentrate(like now) &lt;a href="mailto:!@#$%"&gt;!@#$%&lt;/a&gt;. So first day of the week, and every teacher, well most of them were stressing that there's only 2 weeks left to EOY. Like OMG. We've been hearing that over and over again. Annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eek. And I think we've got 6 tests this week. Half of that belongs to Maths. One on E Maths HA, another on A Maths HA, one on elect Hist, the other on Chemistry(&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HeLp!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;) and English. Teachers... they never spare us, do they? Oh yes, we've got another Bio test on nxt mon. Beep it man. I hope Mrs Ho will be available tmr cause I seriously need help in Chem. I just can't understand this darn subject lah. -sigh- Anyway, Pure.Lit was awful today-&gt; well cause maybe we realised that Mr.Rashidi wasn't around anymore. I miss this great teacher :( I miss him singing on the mike after pure lit lessons, miss him PMS-ing and all the super lame stuff he told us or how he made fun of us every now or then (WHEN HE WAS BORED) Haiyo... Mdm.Wong was his replacement. The feeling's like so damn different now. I don't really look forward to Pure.Lit lessons anymore you know. Mdm. Wong told us today that before Mr.Rashidi left, he told her that our class was a "Brilliant batch and there were alot of A potential students" It kinda softened my heart. I felt so...............................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;MR. RASHIDI! :'( okay, i better stop it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right, I guess I shall continue revising for eoys.&lt;br /&gt;Won't be blogging much alr.&lt;br /&gt;Till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So fall out of my hands&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Out of my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And when you hit the ground&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You'll be sorry that I'm not around&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will watch you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xoxo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-2050332535802889161?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/2050332535802889161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=2050332535802889161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/2050332535802889161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/2050332535802889161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2008/09/oh-gosh-so-here-i-am-trying-to-study.html' title=''/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-7901121056936754805</id><published>2008-09-07T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T22:34:07.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zYHzeoO_9KM&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1" width="300" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So addicted to this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alpha, Omega, Beginning and End.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-7901121056936754805?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/7901121056936754805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=7901121056936754805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/7901121056936754805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/7901121056936754805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-addicted-to-this-song.html' title=''/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-5387656972630330831</id><published>2008-09-06T22:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T22:50:58.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, firstly&lt;br /&gt;Happy 200th post.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, I hardly studied today&lt;br /&gt;and I'm feeling damn guilty right now.&lt;br /&gt;No, like really! wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I feel so.. GUILTY!&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-5387656972630330831?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/5387656972630330831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=5387656972630330831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/5387656972630330831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/5387656972630330831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2008/09/okay-firstly-happy-200th-post.html' title=''/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-7008445518934824537</id><published>2008-09-03T23:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T23:41:47.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;She's hanging on the cheek of night.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-7008445518934824537?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/7008445518934824537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=7008445518934824537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/7008445518934824537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/7008445518934824537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2008/09/shes-hanging-on-cheek-of-night.html' title=''/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-5270204644873501589</id><published>2008-08-29T23:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T00:14:31.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not good enough,</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;You make me feel, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Out of my element.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like I'm walkin' on broken glass&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear people,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a Teachers' Day-cum- NYAA day. Reached school super duper early around 6 plus cause we needed to gather at 7.10 Then we headed to Safra to do some skipping thing. My shoes were freaking dirty after that Uhh. And we missed the performance/ concert in school :(&lt;br /&gt;Then by the time we ended, it was close to 9. Super pek chek cause the badminton thingy was at 9.15. So yeah, we pratically walked back to school in the rain, uh i meant drizzle. But venetia's umbrella saved the day and I didn't get wet. Sorry I was too lazy to open up my umbrella cause I think its super ma fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went up to the hall to find the 3J people. Everyone was there except Shu Jun. I waited for Joyce's match to end then we decided to find her cause all our gifts were with her. It didn't take us too long to find her haha. So we went " Teacher-hunting" then played badminton. Argh, and there was this person that was showing us attitude. Don't wanna play then don't play lor. No one's forcing you to. Since you think that we're boring people, then whatever, Tsk suite yourself. Anw, Shu and I were really enjoying ourselves! (: I think that we're professional badminton players HAHAHA. Okay, whatever Michelle -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I met Christine, Ven,  to go back to pri school. Audrey had nothing to do so she tagged along. Met Mrs Khor and I gave her some choco thingy. Yay, she remembered my name. Anw, I didn't meet TESS or HENRIETTA or JILLIAN cause I wasn't in the mood to and I was really disappointed with my grades, yes I know.......yet again. So I went home.  L1 R5 a shocking 28 points. Worst I've gotten so far.  Failed both sciences YET AGAIN. I didn't pass Biology ahh.. crap the class test man and crap myself too.&lt;strong&gt; I seriously need help for CHEMISTRY.&lt;/strong&gt; Mum has been yanking the whole day and I'm super duper frustrated cause she's been repeating everything she'd said over and over again. Well, it kinda hurt me when she said that  I never admit that I've not put in effort.  Like why doesn't anybody understand? I did sacrifice many things during that period of time. I stopped coming online, watching tv, slacking etc etc. Well, I doubt sis even understands lah. She says that if you've studied hard, then you'll be able to do the paper. But you know what, IT MAY NOT ALWAYS BE TRUE. I didn't cry when mum couldn't see where I was coming from. I know that you care for me. I know you want me to achieve good grades- i want to. I know your intentions are good. But sometimes I feel that you're using the wrong approach. I don't get any encouragement but all i get is compare and contrast.  Are you being fair to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; Sometimes, somewhere inside of me aches.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-5270204644873501589?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/5270204644873501589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=5270204644873501589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/5270204644873501589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/5270204644873501589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2008/08/not-good-enough.html' title='Not good enough,'/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-3225316870258710002</id><published>2008-08-27T20:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T21:32:31.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cause the heart's where you're at.</title><content type='html'>I'm learning to fall,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't hardly breathe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I'm going down don't worry about me. Don't try this at home. You said you don't see. I don't want to know that you know, it should have been me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohayo. I hate wednesdays because the day's pretty long. Haha, okay that was totally random. Just got back home not long ago. And i've gotta admit that I don't feel like studying at all. I just want to come back home and relax, surf the net and etc etc. Lessons are really draining but for EOY................. I must PERSEVERE. Totally retarded can, I've not been focusing and Mugging! I've gotta psycho myself to study HARDER and stay far far farrrrrrr away from the comp. For MJC and TJC, you must. -sigh-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gotten back like almost all my papers for CT2. I think i kinda improved a little, but my A1s&amp;amp; A2s still seem so far away :'( Okay, maybe not quite. But I'm like super angry with myself can? I've missed a couple of marks just to get my A. &lt;-- Well, that applied for like 3~4 papers. Oh yes, I have no idea when I can ever PASS chemistry cause I've been failing that subject ever since the beginning of the year. Maybe cause I've not been putting in as much effort and I've been focusing too much on my other subjects. So well, I passed both Maths like phew cause many failed. Oh Gosh, and I can't believe I made a careless mistake for my A Maths paper and it's worth 3 Marks! Stupid me! My A1!!!!!!!!!!! INJUSTICE. Oh yes, and I passed Bio too! Like yay, although there were 15 failures? Thank God I'm not one of them. However, I failed the recent test on Transport in Plants so I guess I'm gonna fail Bio for my overall CT2 grades. A total turn off can? I'm praying hard that I'll be able to pass cause I spent 60% on my time on Biology just for this CT2! Like c'mon. Oh yeah, and i got 34/50 for chinese. Another loser paper can? 1 more mark to get my A2, period. Tsk. Hmmm, what other subjects do I have. Oh yeah, History. Mr Law lied about the essay question. And yeah I didn't study for that part so 10marks flew away~ And psps. he's pretty stingy too alright! He doesn't want to give me extra marks &gt;:( Idk, many people failed Hist too. I'm not kidding okay! Many people failed like a lot of subjects. Argh, strike that. I'm just using that to make myself feel better. English was all right, I kinda did poorly for my summary cause my points were kinda little. But luckily i did quite well in answering the questions. So yeah, whatever. Haha. Oh yes LITERATURE TEST! My best subject. I got 20/25 for my essay on T.C.I.O.T.D.I.T.N.T Haha, if you're wondering what the hell is that, that's the novel I'm learning. One of the top 3! I got a shock when Mr. Rashidi read out my marks. I was like "OMG OMG OMG...!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YES!" Many people congratulated me for.. I don't know what reason. But thanks yeah! Much appreciated (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last friday was Jasveen's birthday. I bought here a belated birthday gift. Haha. and we smashed chocolate cake on her face last friday! Hahah kooooooool :D I've gotta say, the cake's pretty oily though. Hehehe. Happy 15th birthday and Ily! I'm sorry we didn't go out to celebrate or something. Oh yes, and about this particular person from our class. It's like there's this person that keeps on staring At Me/Shu Jun/ in our direction. Totally freaky. Cause sometimes My eyes will meet with that person and I'll be like, Oh gosh. Carry on with the assignment given. Shu feels the same way too. I'm not sure if we're being paranoid or something lah. It just feels weird,Gosh. And there has been some Baking frenzy thingy going on in 3J. Haha. Shu Jun has been baking supposedly muffins which she calls it "cake" and cookies. Hahaha I tried her cookies today. Not bad but a little soft and crumby. Is there such a word? Aiya, Idk. Courtney brought her muffins to school yesterday! The icing on top was lovely but the below was a little plain. Okay, i think I sound super duper judgemental now or smth. I know that I can't bake as well as them though. haha well i've never tried doing so.. Tsk. I just suck at baking i guess. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something that happened yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Shu Jun= SJ&lt;br /&gt;Me= M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SJ : " I very thirsty leh. "&lt;br /&gt;Me: " Yeah me too. I forgotten to refill my water"&lt;br /&gt;SJ: " Wanna buy those dispenser drinks? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like those dispensers which u put in like 60 cents and they'll give you whatever you press for in a cup.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: " Okay. "&lt;br /&gt;SJ : " You go first"&lt;br /&gt;Me: " What! I don't wanna be a guinea pig! You first! "&lt;br /&gt;SJ: "Okay lor"&lt;br /&gt;Puts in 60 cents and presses F&amp;amp;N grape. After that it was my turn!&lt;br /&gt;M: *puts in $1* presses the button, doesn't work. turned the thingy to get my money back!&lt;br /&gt;WAHLAO CHEAT MY MONEY $$$&lt;br /&gt;SJ was so nice to share her drink with me.&lt;br /&gt;I took a sip and SJ continued drinking. Then suddenly,&lt;br /&gt;SJ Exclaims: "OMG GOT ANTS!!!!!!!!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;M : " EWWW WHAT.!?!?!?!?!??!???!? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True enough, there were 4 ants in our drink. Like blueks. My Gosh ._."&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, then we kept on asking each other, " Do you feel that there's smth stuck in your throat?"&lt;br /&gt;We were like " Yeah. Like something stuck there right?? :( "&lt;br /&gt;SJ : " Maybe the ants are clinging onto our throats"&lt;br /&gt;M : " WHAT.! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Starts laughing-&lt;br /&gt;Omg, she's like so funny can. Hehe. ShooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooJun. Tree warrior. Haha okay whatever. I saw Trina and Tracy yesterday in SHS! They were having a friendly match with the netballers from our school. Omg HIHIHIHIHIHI!!!! HAHAHA. Gonna say hi to them on Sunday again C: OH NO, AND Tmr's thursday and its Mr. Rashidi's last day in ST. HILDA'S! Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooo :'( I dont want him to leave. I want him to continue teaching us Lit! You'll be missed by us - DEFINITELY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-3225316870258710002?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/3225316870258710002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=3225316870258710002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/3225316870258710002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/3225316870258710002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-learning-to-fall-i-cant-hardly.html' title='Cause the heart&apos;s where you&apos;re at.'/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-3468008007837401354</id><published>2008-08-25T19:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T19:50:11.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MUGGING SEASON HAS ARRIVED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to really focuspocus!&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-3468008007837401354?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-3393134269748520211</id><published>2008-08-24T00:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T00:16:24.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;It's been 16876432134689746461351 years since i last heard from you, best.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;I'm not sure if you've really changed ever since P6.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Well, I do want to know.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;I had this dream about you yesterday night.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;That You ran away once I saw you.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Crying along the pavement, watching helplessly was all I could do. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aren't you going to say Hello?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I friggin' miss you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want you to ever change.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-3393134269748520211?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/3393134269748520211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=3393134269748520211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/3393134269748520211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/3393134269748520211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-been-16876432134689746461351-years.html' title=''/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-6301480560304580853</id><published>2008-08-21T20:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T20:55:43.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you ever felt your heart was breaking</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Sometimes it's wrong to &lt;strong&gt;walk away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Though you think it's over&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Knowing there's so much more to say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Suddenly the moment's gone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And all your dreams are upside down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And you just wanna change the way the world goes round&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have you ever loved and lost somebody&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wish there was a chance to say I'm sorry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can't you see?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's the way I feel about you and me, baby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have you ever felt your heart was breaking&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lookin' down the road you should be taking&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I should know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause I loved and lost the day I let you go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PICTURES ON JOYCE'S BIRTHDAY(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=bdaygirl.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/bdaygirl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIRTHDAY GIRLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL(:&lt;br /&gt;ily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=courtney.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/courtney.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Courtney.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=char.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/char.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Char.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Rawwwwwwr.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/Rawwwwwwr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GohShu, Yong(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=yong.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/yong.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Yong&amp;amp; her 'dimple' (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snap-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/snap-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FINALLY GOT A PIC OF YOU JOYCE.HOE! &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=peoplewhowent.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/peoplewhowent.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who went- (left) Vanessa, Liane, Jasveen, Charmaine, Asirah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=peoplee.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/peoplee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peopl who went- (left) Geraldine, GohShu, Yong Lin, Courtney(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo0817.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/Photo0817.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joyce's super duper pretty cake :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo0828.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/Photo0828.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frog&amp;amp;friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo0814.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/Photo0814.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the frog. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo0791.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/Photo0791.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE'S SO CUTE LAH CAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm pretty proud of myself for scoring so high for P.Lit!&lt;br /&gt;Must continue to Jiayou [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;    &lt;s&gt;Yes, I loved and lost the day I let you go&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-6301480560304580853?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/6301480560304580853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=6301480560304580853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/6301480560304580853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/6301480560304580853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2008/08/sometimes-its-wrong-to-walk-away-though.html' title='Have you ever felt your heart was breaking'/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-4936684943050813145</id><published>2008-08-20T21:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T20:57:03.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This heart it beats, beats for only you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QFQ1JDw-d70&amp;amp;hl=" width="400" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" fs="1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;F.Y.I&lt;/em&gt;, the little girl in the video was&lt;strong&gt; lip singing&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The real singer isn't her and she isn't in the video.&lt;br /&gt;Reality sucks can.&lt;br /&gt;They actually &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;replaced &lt;/span&gt;that poor girl cause they thought she didn't have a pretty face and she had chubby cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UNFAIR UNFAIR UNFAIR&lt;/strong&gt; &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry I still love you, &lt;em&gt;the girl with the pretty voice&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Totally love this song thanks to Fu Lao Shi :D&lt;br /&gt;Its like so nicee! Even Benedict likes it too.&lt;br /&gt;An olympic song(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.. I think I lost my watch today.&lt;br /&gt;I think it dropped out of my pocket :O&lt;br /&gt;F.Y.I, I don't wear watches on my wrists. lol&lt;br /&gt;I think they're uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And, Emily's paper got wet this time round thanks to me.&lt;br /&gt;I just suck at my Chem SPA skills lah. Tsk.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-4936684943050813145?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/4936684943050813145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=4936684943050813145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/4936684943050813145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/4936684943050813145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-heart-it-beats-beats-for-only-you.html' title='This heart it beats, beats for only you.'/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-4305538774977287792</id><published>2008-08-19T23:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T23:15:21.978+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miura Haruma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='koizora'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boyfriend ;D'/><title type='text'>Miura Haruma</title><content type='html'>You have no idea how much I love Boyfriend ;D&lt;br /&gt;He's&lt;strong&gt; Miura Haruma&lt;/strong&gt;! x3&lt;br /&gt;Omg, and he's only 18 this year!&lt;br /&gt;Hohoho ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=boyfriendlovesme.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/boyfriendlovesme.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=miura.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/miura.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=lovelovelove.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/lovelovelove.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=miuraharuma.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk270/chapter_ends/miuraharuma.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. and the new Koizora cast &lt;strong&gt;SUCKS&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Both the guy and that girl. Bleah.&lt;br /&gt;Miura Haruma&amp;amp; Yui Aragaki's still the best ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-4305538774977287792?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/4305538774977287792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=4305538774977287792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/4305538774977287792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/4305538774977287792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2008/08/miura-haruma.html' title='Miura Haruma'/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-5189464896851731787</id><published>2008-08-17T21:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T21:33:04.526+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joyce&apos;s party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bio'/><title type='text'>be mine,</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Knowing that you'll always be mine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHAYO!&lt;br /&gt;Went for Joyce's birthday party today.&lt;br /&gt;Totally cool man:)&lt;br /&gt;We played Badminton most of the time :D&lt;br /&gt;The others played basketball and vb?&lt;br /&gt;I didn't play basketball or vb at all cause i totally suck at both.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, at least i think i'm better in badminton hohoho (:&lt;br /&gt;Will upload pics next time okay :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to study Bio while listening to music.&lt;br /&gt;Ringing experiment became:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ringing experiece&lt;br /&gt;2. Ringing experient &lt;-- no such word -.-----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;3. Ringing evidence &lt;--- eh, not ss or history no need evidence.&lt;br /&gt;4. Singing experiment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHMYTIAN.&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells, Go Meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-5189464896851731787?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/5189464896851731787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=5189464896851731787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/5189464896851731787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/5189464896851731787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2008/08/be-mine.html' title='be mine,'/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35847019.post-1868143256321265467</id><published>2008-08-16T21:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T21:11:22.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Argh, Parents.&lt;br /&gt;They just make me effin' pissed.&lt;br /&gt;Screw life &gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35847019-1868143256321265467?l=heartissearching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/feeds/1868143256321265467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35847019&amp;postID=1868143256321265467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/1868143256321265467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35847019/posts/default/1868143256321265467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartissearching.blogspot.com/2008/08/argh-parents.html' title=''/><author><name>++Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13731775970763066282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
