<?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-1547759874327213432</id><updated>2011-06-16T08:36:37.870-07:00</updated><category term='http://www.blogger.com/img/gl.photo.gif'/><title type='text'>Lion Loves</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>136</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-3680576117467179452</id><published>2009-05-18T03:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T03:34:23.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I can't understand you. What, may i ask, is your problem? like seriously. Your actions don't make sense any longer. I don't even know why this is continuing. I should just end where it is to stop involving so many parties. It's affected so many people. not just me and you. I don't know if you know that you've caused alot of hurt among alot of people. but I do. and I tell you, it breaks my heart. I no longer see the point in continuing this. if it's torture for both you and me, then why not end it? Who wants to gothrough such torture anyway. I hope you've had your fill and i hope you're done. and for some reason, i hope your not reading this. but if you are, then you should know very well who this is about. cos it's about YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Evann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I WILL LIFT MY EYES&lt;br /&gt;By Bebo Norman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, my God, I cry out&lt;br /&gt;Your beloved needs You now&lt;br /&gt;God, be near calm my fear and take my doubt&lt;br /&gt;Your kindness is what pulls me up&lt;br /&gt;Your love is all that draws me in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will lift my eyes to the Maker&lt;br /&gt;of the mountains I can't climb&lt;br /&gt;I will lift my eyes to the Calmer&lt;br /&gt;of the oceans raging wild&lt;br /&gt;I will lift my eyes to the Healer&lt;br /&gt;of the hurt I hold inside&lt;br /&gt;I will lift my eyes, lift my eyes to You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, my God, let mercy sing&lt;br /&gt;her melody over me&lt;br /&gt;and God, right here all I bring&lt;br /&gt;is all of me&lt;br /&gt;Your kindness is what pulls me up&lt;br /&gt;Your love is all that draws me in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will lift my eyes to the Maker&lt;br /&gt;of the mountains I can't climb&lt;br /&gt;I will lift my eyes to the Calmer&lt;br /&gt;of the oceans raging wild&lt;br /&gt;I will lift my eyes to the Healer&lt;br /&gt;of the hurt I hold inside&lt;br /&gt;I will lift my eyes, lift my eyes to You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause You are and You were and You will be forever&lt;br /&gt;the Lover I need to save me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause You fashioned the earth and You hold it together, God&lt;br /&gt;so hold me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will lift my eyes to the Maker&lt;br /&gt;of the mountains I can't climb&lt;br /&gt;I will lift my eyes to the Calmer&lt;br /&gt;of the oceans raging wild&lt;br /&gt;I will lift my eyes to the Healer&lt;br /&gt;of the hurt I hold inside&lt;br /&gt;I will lift my eyes, lift my eyes to You&lt;br /&gt;I will lift my eyes, lift my eyes to You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, my God, I cry out&lt;br /&gt;Your beloved needs You now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-3680576117467179452?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/3680576117467179452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=3680576117467179452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/3680576117467179452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/3680576117467179452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-cant-understand-you.html' title=''/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-2966335550699475764</id><published>2009-04-23T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T18:23:50.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and it's a GOLD!!!&lt;br /&gt;omg I tell you MG Cldds is so lucky. but maybe partially because of all the effort we put in including my very bad blueblack on my knee. Which is horrible because it spoils my sexy legs. hahaha. But YAY CL!!! you all are like the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On wednesday after elect history sam came back and she was like "evann, are you in CLDDS?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes... *suspicious*&lt;br /&gt;Sam: You all won &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;GOLD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: ARE YOU FREAKING SERIOUS?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. so yeah I was like hyper the whole day and we went round bluffing people.&lt;br /&gt;Like: "Crystal, do you know what results we got for SYF?" *straight face*&lt;br /&gt;Crystal: err no...&lt;br /&gt;Wanrui and i: We got... *straight face*&lt;br /&gt;wanrui and i: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;GOLD!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and I haven't blogged about saturday yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was SO AWESOME. Woke up at like 4.30 on a saturday and headed to school. Make up wasn't too bad this year!!! haha. we didn't overdo it, so we were quite scared that we would look pale on stage. but we didn't haha.&lt;br /&gt;2nd group to go after RGS. their blunder was SO FUNNY. haha. but I shan't be mean and mention it here. but their story was quite touching. so yeah. but ours was BETTER. like by alot. for the very first time, we acted our heart and soul into the skit. man, was it good. usually during rehersals it's not even half as good as that! usually we're like so dead and all but Liwen and the 2 China scholars who acted as the ah gong and ah mah actually CRIED during their scene! like WOW!!! how much better could it get? I mean, like they really involved their entire emotions into the whole thing. power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and arts appreciation was like WEIRD because o an ugly dress. I still think i look horrid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-2966335550699475764?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/2966335550699475764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=2966335550699475764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/2966335550699475764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/2966335550699475764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2009/04/and-its-gold-omg-i-tell-you-mg-cldds-is.html' title=''/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-1487466163124484653</id><published>2009-04-16T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T20:13:16.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SYF IS TOMORROW!!! OMGG!!! hahahahahah. I kinda can't wait! ((:&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW IS ALSO ARTS APPRECIATION AND I HAVEN'T GOT A DRESS!!! O.o&lt;br /&gt;ok forget it&lt;br /&gt;zoe is a head prefect nominee now. She's come a long way. mhmm. I think i'll stand for her... ((:&lt;br /&gt;GO PIZZAA!!! VOTE FOR THE PIZZA PEOPLE!!! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 evann&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-1487466163124484653?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/1487466163124484653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=1487466163124484653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/1487466163124484653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/1487466163124484653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2009/04/syf-is-tomorrow-omgg-hahahahahah.html' title=''/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-3379025356284385209</id><published>2009-04-08T03:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T04:05:06.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yepps. I have to post. my blog's dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAYY WAS THE AWESOMEST!!! WE WON CAT HIGH AND SJI. YESHHHH!!&lt;br /&gt;haha I'm so sorry. ((:&lt;br /&gt;I think I've gotten over the fear of speaking in front of a group of people. BREAK THROUGH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mhmm. the test is tomorrow though, I hope I can pull off the speech in front of the class. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;break through for monica too!((: haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for Yan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask me why and I'll tell you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved Discover Jesus Week.&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Glenn's sermons were really powerful. But I really think we shouldn't have chapel/DJWs in the morning because we all haven't woken up yet... what heng xuan and I did on monday was hilarious, good thing it didn't go unnoticed, if not it would have been effort gone to waste! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 evann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the sight of you makes it hard for me to believe in the past.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-3379025356284385209?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/3379025356284385209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=3379025356284385209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/3379025356284385209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/3379025356284385209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2009/04/yepps.html' title=''/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-7569590522324839374</id><published>2009-04-01T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T20:39:34.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so freaking discouraged by this stupid gel video.it's not working!!!!&lt;br /&gt;WHY DOESN'T IT FREAKING IMPORT?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;COME ON!!&lt;br /&gt;Now I have to go look for the IT guy. arghh. and it's due by friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more pressing issues.&lt;br /&gt;this saturday is history symposium and i'm so dead. but looking forward to cell. (finally)&lt;br /&gt;Yeahh. respite from life. escapism, you call it. Have to get away from a certain someone. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 evann&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-7569590522324839374?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/7569590522324839374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=7569590522324839374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/7569590522324839374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/7569590522324839374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-so-freaking-discouraged-by-this.html' title=''/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-8072283180788856035</id><published>2009-03-24T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T19:34:44.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes things in life don't make sense. and it's super annoying how things are turning out. I don't like it. ): But can't do anything about it but pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today got back progress report. full of crap lahh. good thing a certain teacher didn't say much. But still... there's still teacher's meeting day. ARGHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Term 2 is gonna be tough. and I know it. eh, almost every saturday got ongoing stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This saturday: Methodist walk at ACS(i)&lt;br /&gt;next saturday: History symposium. O.o. like die liao can?&lt;br /&gt;18 April: SYF and arts appreciation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is so crappy, that I have so much to do with so little time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 evannn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-8072283180788856035?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/8072283180788856035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=8072283180788856035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/8072283180788856035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/8072283180788856035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2009/03/sometimes-things-in-life-dont-make.html' title=''/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-1111863815922072316</id><published>2009-03-18T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T19:26:16.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NO WAY. THE HOLS ARE ENDING. URGHH. IT'S SO SOON.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to blog abt, boring holidays, but still. tmr, I have CCA, of all things. and leadership seminar. rawrr, I wanna watch slumdog badly. Anybody wanna buy tickets for me? ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta call wanrui now. that girl huh, so naughty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 evann.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-1111863815922072316?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/1111863815922072316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=1111863815922072316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/1111863815922072316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/1111863815922072316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2009/03/no-way.html' title=''/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-1241338057896192546</id><published>2009-03-18T00:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T00:34:42.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate my typing speed. seriously. ARGHH. stupid safety starts with me competition. Stupid essay. RAWRR. my hands hurt. Don't ask why. I need to collect my new spectacles, I can't see much with the old one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAWRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wayne in us is the new theme song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 EVANN&lt;br /&gt;Frustration&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-1241338057896192546?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/1241338057896192546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=1241338057896192546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/1241338057896192546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/1241338057896192546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-hate-my-typing-speed.html' title=''/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-6136492328125049187</id><published>2009-03-12T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T01:08:27.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Even walking for x-country makes me tired. after I slept at 10.30pm last night some more. Enough said. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*snore**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-6136492328125049187?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/6136492328125049187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=6136492328125049187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/6136492328125049187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/6136492328125049187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2009/03/even-walking-for-x-country-makes-me.html' title=''/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-3171148720839672065</id><published>2009-03-09T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T23:49:36.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;this post is long overdue, but I need to do this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Friday at SSL was AWESOME. we did prophetic art and the art piece given to me was really great. God really spoke to me through it. Gotta thank xue en. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I GREWW ANOTHER 1 CM OMGGG!!! I can't believe it. rawrrrr. I don't want to grow anymore. seriously. I'm wayy too &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;talllllll. &lt;/span&gt;And annabelle calls me Godly. Oh great! I think what xue en wrote in my art was true. I gotta be a example!!! woohoo!!! Dad will be proud to hear me say that. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 evann&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-3171148720839672065?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/3171148720839672065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=3171148720839672065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/3171148720839672065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/3171148720839672065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-post-is-long-overdue-but-i-need-to.html' title=''/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-2667206394286773121</id><published>2009-03-03T23:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T23:11:23.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="325" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sQlfc1vxCaQ&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/sQlfc1vxCaQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super nice mv. Omg, justina, you were right, for once. Got hooked. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-2667206394286773121?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/2667206394286773121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=2667206394286773121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/2667206394286773121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/2667206394286773121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2009/03/super-nice-mv.html' title=''/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-3109051361677612897</id><published>2009-03-03T19:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T22:54:19.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was... how should I call it? Interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was super happy when common tests finally ended. ((: Sam and andrea were planning to do the "what time is it" thing from HSM, which is like super lame. but still. So after ms kuan collected all the papers, Sam and andrea were like "WHAT TIME IS IT" and the class replied "IT'S SUMMERTIME!!! WOO!!!" then everyone broke out laughing. Funnier still, Ms kuan was like "I hate HSM by the way." HAHA. same here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then during recess mr seow came looking for me.&lt;br /&gt;Seow: EVANGELINE!!!&lt;br /&gt;Me: What thing?&lt;br /&gt;Seow: Oh I asked mrs Janet Ng to let you joing a history competiton.&lt;br /&gt;Me: WHATTT?!?!?!? HISTORRYY?!?! OMG!! I HATE HISTORY!! THE MORE i TRY TO RUN AWAY FROM IT THE MORE IT COMES AFTER ME!!! ARGHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;Seow: Mrs ng asked who you were and I told her you were the really tall one, like long bean like that.&lt;br /&gt;Tultul: Mr seow, how can you call evann a long bean?&lt;br /&gt;Me: YAR LORS!&lt;br /&gt;Seow: Why cannot? she's cute what. *pats me on my head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE WTH?! RAWRR. now I have to do this stupid thing with *ahem* People. cannot say what kind of people here. or else sure die. ah wells. at least mr seow says if we do well, he'll treat us to HIGH TEAAA!!!! woohoo!! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-3109051361677612897?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/3109051361677612897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=3109051361677612897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/3109051361677612897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/3109051361677612897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2009/03/yesterday-was.html' title=''/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-5822614778889171776</id><published>2009-02-25T19:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T01:16:20.535-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I saw a super nice rainbow yesterday. ok actually alot of people saw it. like tanhong and booth bun. but still. it was super pretty and it was the 1st time I saw a full rainbow. like from 1 end to the other. I was so tempted to search for the pot of gold! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I was kind of like reminded of God's promises to us. The rainbow was a proof of God's promise. Jer 29:11 (NIV) "For I know the plans I have for you," declares the Lord, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SaZdfBHviUI/AAAAAAAAAiE/SzG24wuaFbQ/s1600-h/IMG_3320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SaZdfBHviUI/AAAAAAAAAiE/SzG24wuaFbQ/s200/IMG_3320.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307031998360947010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3evann.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-5822614778889171776?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/5822614778889171776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=5822614778889171776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/5822614778889171776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/5822614778889171776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-saw-super-nice-rainbow-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SaZdfBHviUI/AAAAAAAAAiE/SzG24wuaFbQ/s72-c/IMG_3320.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-77363647645179866</id><published>2009-02-17T22:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T23:01:55.027-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been talking about random stuff online these days. Like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Talking to bea about *ahem* SOMEBODYY. and then laughing super loudly I sound like a retard. (since when did I start gossiping?!?!? 0.0 this is not good...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)  Talking to enghan about tea. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Getting the whole cell to talk in 1 msn convo, which can get really crazy. haha&lt;br /&gt;I did that last night and sarah thought I was kidding. Since when did I lie?!?! So the whole convo was super noisy and about cheap tees from threadless and far east plaza. and clarence was so vulgar. HELLO? this is a cell convo. please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. I'll do it some time again. like between 8 to 9 pm. online! (: haha. GO YOOS!!! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVANNNNNN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-77363647645179866?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/77363647645179866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=77363647645179866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/77363647645179866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/77363647645179866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2009/02/ive-been-talking-about-random-stuff.html' title=''/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-1706414647812468769</id><published>2009-02-16T22:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T23:18:58.989-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TEN ARE YOUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are you single&lt;/span&gt; - yes ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are you happy &lt;/span&gt;- OKish I guess. Kind of tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are you bored&lt;/span&gt; - Nope. With the computer, I'm never bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are you fair&lt;/span&gt; - As in tan/fair? I'm FAIR. So white until people say I look like the chicken rice chicken! 0_0. Ask me and I'll tell you what happened.&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are you Italian&lt;/span&gt; - Hello? I have black hair and yellow skin? NO.&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;A&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;re you intelligent &lt;/span&gt;- Haha. is that for me to say? Average. Not overachieving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are you honest&lt;/span&gt; - Yes. I sincerely try to. unless I'm tricking someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are you nice&lt;/span&gt; - Yes. haha. I know people will testify to that! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are you Irish &lt;/span&gt;- Nay.&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are you Asian &lt;/span&gt;- YES YES YES!!! (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TEN FACTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Full Name&lt;/span&gt; - Evangeline Quek Hui Jun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nicknames&lt;/span&gt; - Evann, van van, vange, lion, evangelion... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Birth place&lt;/span&gt; - Thomson Medical Centre&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hair color&lt;/span&gt; - BLACK is cool&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Natural hair style&lt;/span&gt; - Frizzy. Explains 'lion'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eye Color&lt;/span&gt; - Black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Birthday&lt;/span&gt; - 19 August&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mood &lt;/span&gt;- tired and wondering why I have to do this quizzzzz.... ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Favorite color &lt;/span&gt;- All the colours of the rainbowww. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One place you'd like to visit&lt;/span&gt; - KOREAA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TEN THINGS ABOUT YOUR LOVE LIFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have you ever been in love&lt;/span&gt; - YESHHH. WITH GOD!!! haha, plus all my awesome friends. You know who you are, sexyys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you believe in love at first sight&lt;/span&gt; - Not really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you currently have a crush?&lt;/span&gt; - Nay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have you ever been hurt emotionally&lt;/span&gt; - hmmmm. depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have you ever broken someone's heart&lt;/span&gt; - I'm really nice, so, NO.&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have you ever had your heart broken&lt;/span&gt; - Go figure&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have you ever liked someone but never told them &lt;/span&gt;- Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are you afraid of commitment &lt;/span&gt;- see how&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who was the last person you hugged&lt;/span&gt; - ABI DARLING!!! ((:&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who was the last person you said I love you to? &lt;/span&gt;- ehhh.... Can't remember. Abigail?&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TEN THIS OR THAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love or lust&lt;/span&gt; - Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hard Liqour or Beer&lt;/span&gt; - good question. I happen to be underage you know, so it's potential risk to answer this question. :/&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cats or Dogs &lt;/span&gt;- Dogs, yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A few best friends or any regular friends&lt;/span&gt; -Yupp. haha. want me to name? #1 God, then sarah, monica, abi, zoe p, yan, justina, joee, michelle, xuan, tultul and urmi. ((: &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Creamy or Crunchy&lt;/span&gt; - CREAMY for icecream and crunchy for KFC! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pencil or Pen&lt;/span&gt; - Pencil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wild night out or romantic night in&lt;/span&gt; - Who am I with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Money or Happiness &lt;/span&gt;- Happiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Night or day&lt;/span&gt; - Day/ Night, depends on what I'm doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IM or phone&lt;/span&gt; - Phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TEN HAVE YOU EVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Been caught sneaking out&lt;/span&gt; - No, I'm too guai.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seen a polar bear&lt;/span&gt; - At Singapore Zoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Done something you regret &lt;/span&gt;- Like? I don't think so anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bungee jumped&lt;/span&gt; - No, but I want to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eaten food that fell on the floor&lt;/span&gt; - shh... secret. Nah.. I have. I know,  I know. Don't say anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Finished an entire jaw breaker&lt;/span&gt; - I don't eat jawbreakers. Yelchs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Been caught naked &lt;/span&gt;- I'm glad to tell you--- NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wanted an ex bf/gf back&lt;/span&gt; - if that person was your ex, why would you want him back? either he dumped you or you dumped him. either way, you probably won't like him anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cried because you lost a pet&lt;/span&gt; - Who cries because of a fish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wanted to disappear&lt;/span&gt; - Many times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TEN PREFERENCES IN A PARTNER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Smile or eyes&lt;/span&gt; - Both. is it too much to ask for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Light or dark hair&lt;/span&gt; - as in blonde or black? dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hugs or kisses&lt;/span&gt; - Hugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shorter or taller&lt;/span&gt; - Taller. don't laugh. I know I'm gonna have problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Intelligence or attraction&lt;/span&gt; - Both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Topman or Zara&lt;/span&gt; - What does it matter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Funny or serious&lt;/span&gt; - Funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Older or Younger&lt;/span&gt; - older&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Outgoing or quiet&lt;/span&gt; - Outgoing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sweet or Bad&lt;/span&gt; - Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TEN HAVE YOUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ever performed in front of a large crowd &lt;/span&gt;- like speak in front of a crowd? dependes how large is LARGE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ever talked on the phone for longer than an hour&lt;/span&gt; - I refuse to. I don't have so much to say anyways.&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ever tried walking on your hands&lt;/span&gt; - I must get zoe to teach me how to stand on my hands first.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ever been to a rock concert&lt;/span&gt; - No.&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ever been on a cheerleading team &lt;/span&gt;- NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ever been on a dance team&lt;/span&gt; - No. Eh, I want to try though. should be funn! ((:&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ever been on a sports team&lt;/span&gt; - No. I wished I was in netball in pri school though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ever been in a drama play/production&lt;/span&gt; - YES!!! isn't that what my cca is all about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ever owned a BMW, Mercedes Benz, Escalade, Hummer or Bentley?&lt;/span&gt; - Nay, I want a beetle and a vespa. not any of those...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ever been in a rap video?&lt;/span&gt; - Hahah. NAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LASTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last phone call you made &lt;/span&gt;- My mother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last person you hugged&lt;/span&gt; - ABIGAIL CHANN!! &lt;3&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last person you hung out with &lt;/span&gt;- Monica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last time you worked&lt;/span&gt; - I haven't worked before. haha. good life.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last person you talked to&lt;/span&gt; - Delia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last person you IM'd&lt;/span&gt; - Sarah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last person you texted&lt;/span&gt; - My mom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last person(s) you went to the movies with&lt;/span&gt; -my brother and dad. which was like since Bolt. so long ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last person/thing you missed&lt;/span&gt; - YOOOOOSSS!!! &lt;3 and sarah 'cos she's sick today. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last website visited&lt;/span&gt; - Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TEN... PEOPLE TO DO THIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Abigail Chan&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Monica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Zoe Pittas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Tultul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Yan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Justina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Ruth and rachel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Yelin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Grace Foo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Charis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;THERE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 evann&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-1706414647812468769?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/1706414647812468769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=1706414647812468769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/1706414647812468769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/1706414647812468769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2009/02/ten-are-yous-are-you-single-yes-are-you.html' title=''/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-6191849450005212534</id><published>2009-02-16T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T19:17:38.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NAT NAT NAT DARLINGGG!!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAYYYY AWESOMEEE!!!! hope you have a greatt birthday and many happy returns. ((: You know I love you loads! &lt;3 hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go to church now!! I don't know why. haha. I miss the cell! ((: Common test week is next week and I haven;t studied yet. DIE. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHA, Eng han is now super eng han and I didn't know he likes tea. so unlikely. Enghan + Tea= weird combination. I CAN' WAIT FOR FRIDAYY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the super randomm post. Love you alls!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 evann&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-6191849450005212534?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/6191849450005212534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=6191849450005212534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/6191849450005212534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/6191849450005212534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2009/02/nat-nat-nat-darlinggg-happy-birthdayyyy.html' title=''/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-1807839506624924494</id><published>2009-02-08T01:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T01:14:48.137-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok. this is getting so darn annoying. I finally have the feeling that I'm tired of it all. everything.&lt;br /&gt;I need a shoulder to lean on. seriously. I feel really really bad and need to cry to someone, but then I can't find anyone tall enough to lean on. oh gosh. I feel like bursting. like 'BOOM' or 'POP'. whichever you prefer. Or whichever is more violent. But I can't. Restrain, constraints. help me Lord. I need You loads. I know everyday I look smiley or what but then inside is all jumbled up. I didn't use to be like that. I used to smile both inside and out. but now, I'm not even sure if my smile is true anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-1807839506624924494?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/1807839506624924494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=1807839506624924494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/1807839506624924494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/1807839506624924494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2009/02/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-5752835436057976888</id><published>2009-02-03T05:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T05:31:03.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;If you bother to read at all. here's my commonwealth essay competition submission! :))&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The sky was painted crimson, staining the fluffy clouds a soft pink. Ming Sheng could not remember when was the last time he had seen such a beautiful sunset. Children played on the swings, squealing in delight as their parents pushed them higher, and higher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Parents. He never truly loved his parents until now, when it was too late. He was only left with his mother, his pillar of support, and his tower of strength.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div   style="border-style: none none dotted; padding: 0in 0in 1pt;font-family:arial;color:-moz-use-text-color -moz-use-text-color windowtext;"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; padding: 0in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;“Ah Boy, come, drink this herbal tonic. It’s good for you,” cajoled Mrs. Lee. She was a meek and submitting wife, as well as a caring mother. Her curly hair, streaked with white from age, framed her wrinkled face. Soft brown eyes were filled with the burden of her secret over the years as she tried yet again to get her beloved son to drink her homemade herbal tonic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;“Ma, I already told you I’m in a rush. I have to meet Huey Xin for a study date!” Groaned Ming Sheng as he swung his backpack onto his shoulders before hurrying out of the door, slamming it in the process.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mrs. Lee slumped onto the old wooden stool with her head in her hands. She was troubled. How long could she keep such a secret from her husband? She knew just where Ming Sheng was going, and worried her. A meeting with Huey Xin? No way. She had found out that this girl was ficticious. An excuse. He was in fact meeting his friends, and that was never good news. These friends were what she called ‘pig and dog’ friends in Chinese. In other words, fair-weather friends. She had reminded him countless time, but to no avail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div   style="border-style: none none dotted; padding: 0in 0in 1pt;font-family:arial;color:-moz-use-text-color -moz-use-text-color windowtext;"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; padding: 0in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;“Oi! Sheng! Over here!” Hollered one of his gang members. He found them crouching in a stairwell of a block of flats, doing what they loved most: Getting ‘high’. The tune of ‘Get High’ by the Taiwanese band F.I.R. blasted from one of their cell phones as Ming Sheng dropped his backpack with a thud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;“Wah, so late again!” Commented En. Blonde-haired En waved a cigarette at Ming Sheng as he sat down. His multiple ear piercings glimmered in the sunlight as he showed off his latest piercing on his eyelid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ming Sheng yanked open the drawstring of his backpack and rummaged for his pack of cigarettes. His hand came into contact with a warm, cylindrical object and he hauled it out, only to find a bottle of the disgusting brown ‘poison’ his mother had tried to make him drink earlier. He could not help but think of his mother…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div   style="border-style: none none dotted; padding: 0in 0in 1pt;font-family:arial;color:-moz-use-text-color -moz-use-text-color windowtext;"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; padding: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mrs. Lee sat reflecting on the events of the past years. Ever since her darling son had mixed with the ‘pai kias’ (local slang for gangsters), he had become distant and sullen. Often retreating to his room if he even came home. What had she done wrong in the past? It must be her fault that her son had become who he was today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It had been the weekly market day and Ming Sheng had gone to meet Huey Xin for yet another study date. ‘Who is Huey Xin? Maybe she’s Ah Boy’s girlfriend. Aiyoh. Why is Ah boy so shy? Why doesn’t he just introduce her to me?’ Mrs Lee. giggled to herself. Ever since Ming Sheng had been studying with Huey Xin, she had felt a great sense of relief.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;“Haha! En, Ken! I’ve got the chocolate! Let’s go!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mrs. Lee’s ears pricked up as she heard a familiar voice. Ming Sheng staggered out of the provision shop onto the pavement, closely followed by two wild-looking boys before clumsily sprinting off into the distance. The shopkeeper yelled angrily after them, shaking his fist in anger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mrs. Lee was stunned. Where was Huey Xin? Why was Ming Sheng acting so weirdly? Questions flooded her mind as she stood rooted to the ground, too shocked to move. She decided to follow in their direction, following a wide pavement to a block of flats. Cries of ecstasy rang from within the bowels of the rubbish dump. Peeking into the dark and foul dump, she found her son and five others sniffing bags of glue and devouring chocolate. She gasped. Those bags of glue were items of abuse! She had seen them in Ming Sheng’s room time and again, but had thought that the glue was used for his aircraft figurine construction!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In the past, Mr. Lee would whip his son using his belt for every of his little wrongdoings. Little Ming Sheng would cry in pain for days when sitting due to the excruciating pain. No. She could not tell her husband about her discovery. The punishment would only kill Ming Sheng’s pride. It would have to be her little secret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div   style="border-style: none none dotted; padding: 0in 0in 1pt;font-family:arial;color:-moz-use-text-color -moz-use-text-color windowtext;"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; padding: 0in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hey Dad? Dad! You’re in a daze. What’s wrong?” Enquired Ken. Ken was the youngest of the gang and Ming Sheng’s favourite gang member. He took care of young Ken like a son. ‘Dad? Oh, I hate Dad.’ Scoffed Ming Sheng to himself. He hated his Dad for his unreasonable punishments. He loathed the way Mom did not try to defend him in any way. He thought they did not love him. Life would be so much better if Dad was gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div   style="border-style: none none dotted; padding: 0in 0in 1pt;font-family:arial;color:-moz-use-text-color -moz-use-text-color windowtext;"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; padding: 0in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mr. Lee sighed as he dragged his tired body to the factory canteen. He wondered what Ming Sheng and his wife of twenty years were doing. He thought fondly of the past and how Ming Sheng used to give him handmade cards on his birthday. Mr Lee glanced at his watch: 29&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; of April. ‘Happy Birthday.’ He thought to himself filled, with resignation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div   style="border-style: none none dotted; padding: 0in 0in 1pt;font-family:arial;color:-moz-use-text-color -moz-use-text-color windowtext;"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; padding: 0in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;“You were staring at me! I’ll teach you a lesson, you little wretch!” Yelled a redhead in Ming Sheng’s face. He hated violence. This gang had started it and his so-called ‘members’ had scooted from the scene. Now somebody had to pay the price. His cell phone landed on the ground with a clatter as Ming Sheng was shoved to the ground. A sharp pain seized his stomach where the redhead had kicked him. The rule was that the last one standing after a cigarette had burnt out was the winner. The cigarette been lit not long ago, but Ming Sheng had already given up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div   style="border-style: none none dotted; padding: 0in 0in 1pt;font-family:arial;color:-moz-use-text-color -moz-use-text-color windowtext;"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; padding: 0in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;“Hello? Hello?” Mr. Lee was puzzled. His son was calling on his cell phone but was not responding. Maybe it was a prank call to wish him happy birthday!! “No! Stop! I’m sorry!” Was all Mr. Lee could hear amidst grunts and groans. He could hear the sound of punching and yelling but had no idea what was going on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;“Ming Sheng? What’s happening? Where are you?” hollered Mr. Lee as loud as he could into the receiver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;On the other end, Ming Sheng was in great pain. His jaw felt like it had been broken into a million pieces and he no longer felt his fingers for they had been stomped on numerous times. He was still hanging on. Still conscious, but how long could he last? Suddenly, he thought he heard his father’s warm and, dare he say it, loving voice calling out to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;“Dad! Jurong West Street 11, Block 10 Carpark!” Screamed Ming Sheng as quickly as possible as he endured yet another blow. The call was quickly ended by the red-head’s gang members.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div   style="border-style: none none dotted; padding: 0in 0in 1pt;font-family:arial;color:-moz-use-text-color -moz-use-text-color windowtext;"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; padding: 0in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mr. Lee was panicking. ‘What was happening to his son? Where was he? Calm down De Soon. Calm down. Think about what Ming Sheng had just said… Street 11, block 10. Over there! Just two blocks away from the factory! What was he doing there?’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;“Please! Stop beating my son! Take me instead, but please don’t touch my son anymore!” Begged Mr. Lee as he knelt beside the heaving redhead. He would do anything to spare his son’s life. He could see Ming Sheng all drenched in his own blood, gasping for breath. ‘Hang on Ming Sheng. Help is about to arrive.’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It was agreed by the leader that they should ‘take the father and leave the maggot’ alone. Ming Sheng was in such agony. The pain was indescribable. To even protest against his father’s decision would seem to kill him. ‘Dad,’ he sobbed. ‘I’m so sorry. You and Ma were right all along. You two are the only ones who truly care about me…’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div   style="border-style: none none dotted; padding: 0in 0in 1pt;font-family:arial;color:-moz-use-text-color -moz-use-text-color windowtext;"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; padding: 0in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When Ming Sheng opened his eyes again, Dad was gone. He had given his life to buy time for his precious son. Ming Sheng found himself swathed in bandages and cast. Even crying hurt now, but his heart ached even more than anything else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Home was where love and care was. Not with those ‘pig and dog’ friends. His parents were there for him no matter what. He had been seeking so hard for his true ‘home’ when it was there all the time, waiting for him with open arms. He crumpled into his mother’s comforting arms and sobbed silently. Through the sacrifice of his father, he had finally found the long way home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-5752835436057976888?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/5752835436057976888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=5752835436057976888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/5752835436057976888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/5752835436057976888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2009/02/if-you-bother-to-read-at-all.html' title=''/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-1364433929911296405</id><published>2009-02-03T05:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T05:13:23.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SYhC5fbnPpI/AAAAAAAAAh8/rgIBJn_VeGo/s1600-h/cny+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SYhC5fbnPpI/AAAAAAAAAh8/rgIBJn_VeGo/s200/cny+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298558517058682514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SYhC5e6rbTI/AAAAAAAAAh0/4nXZurn_cv0/s1600-h/cny+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SYhC5e6rbTI/AAAAAAAAAh0/4nXZurn_cv0/s200/cny+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298558516920544562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SYhC5JO9cGI/AAAAAAAAAhs/kn6YXQ_PJeY/s1600-h/cny+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SYhC5JO9cGI/AAAAAAAAAhs/kn6YXQ_PJeY/s200/cny+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298558511100031074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNYY PICTURES!!! more coming your way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-1364433929911296405?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/1364433929911296405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=1364433929911296405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/1364433929911296405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/1364433929911296405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2009/02/cnyy-pictures-more-coming-your-way.html' title=''/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SYhC5fbnPpI/AAAAAAAAAh8/rgIBJn_VeGo/s72-c/cny+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-5460391016083217258</id><published>2009-02-02T19:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T19:16:52.904-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ewwwwwwww. I hate chicken liver loads. For bio practicle today we had to chopp chicken liver. and it's disgusting, I tell you. YUK YUK YUK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarahh!!! haha. i've been talking to you so much recently. I think we've grown even closer although we were already very close! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the cell. Loads. I hope I didn't say anything wrong on saturdayy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll upload CNY photos soon. very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 evann&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-5460391016083217258?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/5460391016083217258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=5460391016083217258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/5460391016083217258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/5460391016083217258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2009/02/ewwwwwwww.html' title=''/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-4633686626307032198</id><published>2009-01-21T19:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T19:36:51.898-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;oh, just face it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't know what I hold against them, but I must, must learn how to face it. Have another 2 years with them. I feel so inferior everytime I talk to them in like my worse language: chinese? How annoying can it get? Look's like I have to learn how to get along even with the people I don't like. Problem is, I don't even know why I don't like them. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some days I can't see the road up ahead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Take the wheel, oh Lord, I've lost my way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And when the road I'm on comes to an end,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Take my hand, I'm with You, come what may.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-4633686626307032198?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/4633686626307032198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=4633686626307032198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/4633686626307032198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/4633686626307032198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-just-face-it.html' title=''/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-2850477440027745473</id><published>2009-01-19T19:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T19:17:59.629-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;my dad got me a paddington bear stuffed toy from london! :) Haha. it's super cute. I kind of thought of something while playing with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;Do you know the story of paddington bear? it's about this bear who is abandoned at paddington station in london with a tag around his neck to love and to care for it. A couple by the name of mr and mrs brown pick it up and care for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;I guess it's something like how God will always be there for me when I'm feeling lost or upset. He will always be there to love and to care for me even if I'm feeling down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;The thing is, I'm not feeling down anymore!!! I told you I don't bear grudges. I'm only looking foward to chinese new year and youth service this saturday!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" id="slly" &gt;You stay the same through the ages&lt;br /&gt;Your love never changes&lt;br /&gt;There maybe pain in the night but joy comes in the morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the oceans rage&lt;br /&gt;I don't have to be afraid&lt;br /&gt;Because I know that You love me&lt;br /&gt;Your love never fails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-2850477440027745473?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/2850477440027745473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=2850477440027745473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/2850477440027745473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/2850477440027745473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-dad-got-me-paddington-bear-stuffed.html' title=''/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-8773808829889318812</id><published>2009-01-18T18:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T23:03:58.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok. I'm so trying to stop feeling that way can? I don't seem to want to talk to you guys. I don't know if you all have read this and I don't know if you even know it's you. but who cares man. I'm guessing my blog has zero readership because nobody has tagged in ages except sarah because I asked her to? I know yan visited my blog but refused to read an emo post, so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY THINGS!!!&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was funny. because sherry didn't go for fuel as well, so we met in church and then reclaimed our cell room. Eh, who lied to us and said they were using using our cell room ah? Anyways. so Nic Lai and Mark joined us. with 2 others from flo's cell. mhmm. talked about alot of rubbish/gossip. hahah. the way sherry gossip is so funny. Mark, you so owe me your story book!! :( And nic was so weird because I asked sherry if she wanted to accompany me to the toilet and nic said "If girls go toilet with girls means they're good friends. But when guys go to the toilet with outer guys means they have a problem." Then he continued to add "If girls sit on other girls' laps, it's ok. but if guys sit on other guys' laps mean they have problem." omg. So wrong sounding. And mark added more to it. Cannot be mentioned here. eww.&lt;br /&gt;Then Sherry's friend keann (or however you spell it) came looking for here and she was behind the table so she crouched there. then kenan asked where sherry was. Here's how the convo went:&lt;br /&gt;Keann: Where's sherry?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Not here. Why?&lt;br /&gt;Keann: Oh, nevermind. (walks out.)&lt;br /&gt;Me (to sherry): why are you hiding?&lt;br /&gt;Keann: (comes back in)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh my gosh&lt;br /&gt;Keann: Where is she arh? 'cos my phone died on her just now.&lt;br /&gt;Me: oh, um. ok...(slightly turns to look at sherry) She's in the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;Keann: So her bag is here?&lt;br /&gt;Me and Mark: Er... Yupp. (At this point I was super scared he would actually come in to check if sherry's bag was actually there)&lt;br /&gt;Keann: oh. ok. Nevermind. (Walks out)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE ACTUALLY WALKED OUT!!! so trusting. even to a person whom he doesn't know. Well, he has no reason not to trust me though. hehe. :)&lt;br /&gt;And sherry was so amused he actually didn't see her because her legs were sticking out from under the table. See? Drama training works loads yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then sherry and I went to the hawker centre to meet abi chua. for dinner and saw sam wong along the way. Oh, I left my bag with the guys by the way. I kinda threatened Nic lai that if he dare look into my bag, I would bring his really stupid looking school mag picture of him in P5 to cell. haha. looks like I won't have to do that because seems that my bag was safe with him. :)&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I'd like to thatnk nic and mark for showing me the exact opposite of what happened on friday. Instead of leaving my bag, they dragged sherry's and my bags down to the hawker centre. Thanks loads yeah? That meant quite a lot to me. :) Love you guys for that! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the plan for sam lo's birthday cake. haha. seriouly hilarious. Beef noodle cake anyone? We decided to poke candles in a bowl of beef noodles 'gan' as a hoax birthday cake, after which she would be presented with a REAL CAKE mind you. We're not as weird as that. haha. Was not there to see how it went though. Had stupid tuition. But look on the bright side: NO TUITION NEXT WEEKKKK!!!! YAY!!!!  if all goes well, I'll go for service. :) can't wait for CNY! Zuo yi and zuo xun are coming home! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 evann&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-8773808829889318812?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/8773808829889318812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=8773808829889318812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/8773808829889318812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/8773808829889318812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2009/01/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-1012782722821594069</id><published>2009-01-16T04:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T04:39:36.744-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ANNOYED. there's only one word to express how I feel right now. The 2nd half of the day was full of crap. starting from 3pm onwards. Explains the 2nd post of the day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your words hurt you know. I know you can't read this because you're a freaking chinese laoshi who is in charge of the freaking china infested cca. But just because I was blur doesn't mean you can tick me off like that. Do you know how much that role meant to me? The role=better chance of acting in SYF. And you know, the stupid performance is so stupid, I'm kinda happy I got kicked out. But who said I wasn't willing to do stupid things in the first place? I act stupid all the time, just not in chinese. I could have done it. and you know it, although I can't be compared to the others. So I don't need you to spoil my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you all. Abandoning only made my day much much worse. I tried to help. do the dirty work you all refuse to do because I love doing it. And don't tell me you can't even accompany me to clear all the rubbish? Please. I thought you were always there when I need you, which is seldom. so just once I ask for your help. But seems like I'm wrong. so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't cry in school. Never. but this afternoon, you made me feel like. You abandoned my stuff when I was working my arse off when you all were done for the day and going home. Worry can kill. and I'm pissed that you didn't even bother to bring my stuff outside. what if the maintenance guy locked the door and went home? Then I ask you how. You thank your lucky stars the door wasn't locked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I don't bear grudges. I don't really. But I'll hold the laoshi for that one. the rest I hope to forget k? Please. Try not to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pangseh&lt;/span&gt; anyone because now I know how it feels especially when my day hasn't been too good.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord help me to forgive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-1012782722821594069?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/1012782722821594069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=1012782722821594069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/1012782722821594069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/1012782722821594069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2009/01/annoyed.html' title=''/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-962553415795532589</id><published>2009-01-15T17:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T19:13:01.791-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Two awesome people's birthdays this weekkk!!! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SAMANTHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;LO!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know I love you, the awesomest cell leader on earth. hahaha. so sorry I can't go for fuel to celebrate your birthday at the same time. :( &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LOVE YOU LOADS&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; SARAH&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;DARLING!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you've been such a great friend. I love you to bits! :) haha. hope you keep coming to cell! :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, we get a day off on the friday before Chinese New Year for the good 'o' level results!!! Life has certainly been better after Mrs ong became principal. Not that Ms kon was not good, she was great. except she was too strict. So WOOHHOOO!!! we get a holiday on friday giving us a grand total of 5 days without school! :))) Mrs Ong rocks! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sherry and I are in Log comm for CNY party AGAIN. No updates yet. Just tentetively at Clarence's house. CAN'T WAIT!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; evann&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-962553415795532589?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/962553415795532589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=962553415795532589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/962553415795532589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/962553415795532589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2009/01/two-awesome-peoples-birthdays-this.html' title=''/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-4765163573151554444</id><published>2009-01-12T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T19:19:37.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fuel is this saturday and I can't go. I don't want to talk about it because it really upsets me? but I'm trying not to think about it. To avoid making this an emo post I shall write about happy things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It now happens that I'm not sitting beside a scholar whose name I don't know. I'm sitting beside dearest joelle!! yay! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ACS (b) is doing to kill a mocking bird for their o level book? Arghhh. How I wish I could do that book too!!! no fair mann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how come I cannot find my show on google!!! so annoying. the site is not showing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know there's such a thing as separation anxiety? I think I got just that. I miss the cell so much!!! And I think if I don't see them this week I'll die. Oops. Did I just say that? It's true it really is. The cell is the awesomest!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And mark owes me the kite runner. I really really want to read it. I still can't believe he owns all the books I have been wanting to read during the holidays and can't find in the library!!! arghh!!! should have found out earlier. Lend me your book ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 evan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-4765163573151554444?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/4765163573151554444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=4765163573151554444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/4765163573151554444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/4765163573151554444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2009/01/fuel-is-this-saturday-and-i-cant-go.html' title=''/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-9005543896447646977</id><published>2009-01-09T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T19:14:13.177-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;RAHHHHH. this is being so freaking annoying. how come they must change our seats? so so annoying. so now I have to sit beside a scholar whose name I don't even know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Cca is getting annoying also. rushing for CNY and I feel like crap everytime I go for cca. I don't know why. guess cldds has lost its charm? and chair doesn't do anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;and I hate pressure. If you don't know how much I have to do, then don't say. always expect me to do everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I hate emo posts but here's one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blank post for blank feelings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-9005543896447646977?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/9005543896447646977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=9005543896447646977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/9005543896447646977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/9005543896447646977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2009/01/rahhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-806266612732634900</id><published>2009-01-03T23:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T00:13:22.587-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh short post short post. I really want to watch ijimae! oh my tiann!!! it's like the best show ever!!! haha. partly because of the super pretty male lead. And I really mean PRETTY. heh. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah finally came for cell again yesterday! can tell that sherry was super happy. haha. Oh, and I like this song. sang it for 2 consecutive weeks in cell. Can tell that dad really likes that song. Same here. It's really meaningful and it's going to be my theme song this year! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New class is 3E if you guys need to find me. we have aircon which we get to switch on from 10.40am onwards. Which equals to almost 4 hours of aircon in class!! yay!! haha. too bad for the reat of the classes. (I know, I know. I'm rubbing it in. ^^) Lots of new scholars. Don't even know their names yet. sarah beat me to knowing all the scholars in her class. oh wells. Oh, and I'm in charge of class beautification. Actually I think God put me in that com for a purpose. so yeah. evrn though our class doesn't have a notice board, I'm bursting with ideas already. 3E, hurry and decide your theme, or I'll decide for you : 3Eagles. Theme verse: Isaiah 40:31 &lt;strong&gt;but those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REIGN IN US by STARFIELD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You thought of us before the world began to breathe&lt;br /&gt;You knew our names before we came to be&lt;br /&gt;You saw the very day we fall away from you&lt;br /&gt;And how desperately we need to be redeemed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord jesus&lt;br /&gt;Come lead us&lt;br /&gt;We're desperate for your touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;Oh great and mighty one&lt;br /&gt;With one desire we come&lt;br /&gt;That you would reign that you would reign in us&lt;br /&gt;We're offering up our lives&lt;br /&gt;A living sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;That you would reign that you would reign in us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spirit of the living God fall fresh again&lt;br /&gt;Come search our hearts and puify our lives&lt;br /&gt;We need your perfect love we need your discipline&lt;br /&gt;We're lost unless you guide us with your light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord jesus&lt;br /&gt;Come lead us&lt;br /&gt;We're desperate for your touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cry out for your life to revive us cry out&lt;br /&gt;For your love to define us cry out&lt;br /&gt;For your mercy to keep us&lt;br /&gt;Blameless until you return&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So reign please reign in us&lt;br /&gt;Come purify our hearts&lt;br /&gt;We need your touch&lt;br /&gt;Come cleanse us like a flood&lt;br /&gt;And set us out&lt;br /&gt;So the world may know you reign you reign in us [2 x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-nd9QgNao5M&amp;amp;hl=" width="400" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-806266612732634900?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/806266612732634900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=806266612732634900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/806266612732634900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/806266612732634900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-short-post-short-post.html' title=''/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-8248561446945767300</id><published>2008-12-26T00:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T00:59:22.814-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MERRY CHRISTMAS!! haha. this is so belated because today is boxing day! :) the day after christmas turns out to be boring. ah wells. after a whole day out yesterday, I'm tired anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LION HAS CUT HER MANE. ok. That didn't even make any sense. firstly, I used 'her' in the statement. so I should be a lioness, female. but then females don't have manes do they? so I don't have a mane to cut.&lt;br /&gt;nevermind. main point is, I've cut my hair. much shorter. oh mann. I'm kind of feeling how yan felt when she cut her hair. sense of loss. not like my hair was particularly nice or anything. It's just the time taken to grow my hair. Wasted. :( So the cell will be the first people to see my hair. Maybe if I stop being so self conscious I'll have the courage to let down my hair. or maybe not. it's still kind of poofy. so, NO. I will not let my hair down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is meant for stuffing your face with food, but I'm saving myself for Chinese New Year. haha. that's when all the food I love surfaces and the feasting begins. Chirstmas service this year was different. instead of the dramas we usually have, we had an actual christmas service, minus the hymns. :p heh.&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I am so not happy with the fact that the stupid crumpler shop had to stay closed yesterday when most of the other shops at orchard stayed open. only Tangs was closed. I really want a crumpler. Actually all I need is a new sling bag, essential for me, and I don't really like other brands' design so I'll stick with tried and tested correct? oh why can't they just open the shop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like I missed alot during the cell party. Chong hao thinks that by typing in white in his post can hide part of the post. Think again, dad. Kudos to zoe who once upon a time pointed out the hidden message at the end of her post to me, I know what to do when I see a huge gap between paragraphs. Haha. Inference? What you don't want others to see, then don't type. :) heh. I shall not bring up the issue of manliness here. Don't make someone embarassed. 0.o I miss the cell. I don't know why. Guess I love you all too much! See you all tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 evann&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-8248561446945767300?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/8248561446945767300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=8248561446945767300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/8248561446945767300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/8248561446945767300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-4012112521403012378</id><published>2008-12-19T02:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T03:19:18.077-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't wait, I can't wait, I CAN'T WAIT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will the the cell's 1st stayover cum christmas party! too bad I'm not allowed to stayover due to fears of a wild party, which I doubt will happen because sam wong and lo plus chonghao will be there... but never mind. If all goes well, I might get to go to leonard's house until about 11+, which I seriously hope will come true. oh mann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda so happened to have planned ALL THE GAMES at NIGHT, which means I miss out on all the fun. but no offence. won't we be disturbing the neighbours? talk about Disturbia. Gosh. but it's gonna be so much fun!!! WOOHOOO!!! I don't know what amanda has in mind but as a logistics comm member, I have to bring a lemon, raw vege and powder campbell soup. And we're supposed to eat them. yelch. I can't find the vege which you can eat raw in my house because we rarely eat salad so amanda said I can bring onion/garlic. oh the torture. Good thing I won't be there to eat it! (I'm leaving early remember) haha. you all are so unlucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm finally going for service tomorrow! after one long and torturous year or serviceless life!! YES!! I think the cell won't be able to concentrate on sermon tomorrow, which is not good. oh and I bet the air around every cell member will be so electrified that others will feel our contagious excitement! oh mann. I'm being super lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN'T WAIT, CAN'T WAIT!!!!! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-4012112521403012378?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/4012112521403012378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=4012112521403012378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/4012112521403012378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/4012112521403012378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-cant-wait-i-cant-wait-i-cant-wait.html' title=''/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-5629741601975382030</id><published>2008-11-29T23:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T00:44:01.424-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;YESS!!! sarah! you got into triple sciences!!! remember the verse I sent you? Told you that God always has plans for you yeah? Congrats! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hong Kong has the best food in the world!!! oh my. I think I gained a good 2 to 3 kg in 6 days mann. good food was everywhere! around every corner. Oh the temptation!! With so much good food, I wonder how the people there stay slim. oh gosh. I think singapore food pales in comparison.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think we ate more than we shopped or went sightseeing. But I did buy a few things which were going for a very good price.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Awesome converse shoes. Can't stop admiring them. It's not the canvas kind. The material is like err... leather? something like that. White with the converse logo on the side. ok. I haven't owned a converse before so my description may not exactly be correct. something like that. but the converse logo is a hologram. you know those things that change images when it catches light from different directions? looks like the shoe below. now you get what I mean by the converse logo. -- $39 (ok this feels so noob, but what's the usual price of a converse? I think I got my shoes for a great price, hopefuly, because I spent half my time convincing my mom that it was cheap. XD)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274356693139091186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/STJHd7lCbvI/AAAAAAAAAhk/2-Az4FcL5uk/s200/c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Olive green laces to go with the shoes.--$1.40&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;3) A black esprit top with red insides for chinese new year. I have a feeling that I'm going to get scolded by my aunts, but mom says it's ok. so I have 1 person on my side! :) --$40&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4) Watch from a night market. It's bright orange and is SUPPOSED to be levi's but I don't care. I like the design. I didn't buy it for the sake of owning a 'levi's' ok...--$4&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yupps. spent the most on food and grew fat. that's it. haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chong hao's now our new cell leader! we finished dinner early yesterday so we decided to go back to the cell room but found ourselves locked out. so leonard decided to attract attention by arm wrestling, playing chopsticks and za with chong hao, which would be foolish, considering you can see chong hao's muscular arms. so leonard lost. he tried to win by playing with his hand vs chong hao's middle finger, but to no avail. But he won in chopsticks and za though. But leonard was unsatisfied and betted with chong hao that if he could remove his cap by the end of the day, chong hao would treat him to a drink. Chong hao always wears a newsboy cap. so we're always curious what he's hiding underneath, other than unstyled hat hair. Chong hao wouldn't agree though. Chong hao thought it was too easy. so he betted on leonard removing his shoe. leonard wouldn't agree. so chong hao just betted something easy. if leonard could touch the floor with his palms while standing, without bending his legs, the treat was his. of course leonard can't. he doesn't do sports. too bad for him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Being leonard, he will always find a way to convince people. so he exclaimed "EH! ENG HAN'S OVER THERE!!!" and pointed towards the window. I admit it. we were stupid enough to turn and look. Why were we stupid? 2 reasons: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1) The view from the window is blocked my a tentdownstairs, so there was no way he could have seen anything.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2) The window was covered by a blind. unless he has bionic eyes, he can't see a nut.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But we believed him and turned to look. of course eng han wasn't there and leonard slapped the floor while we weren't looking.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I touched the floor!!! You weren't looking!!!" yelled leonard. We didn't believe him of course and he didn't get his treat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So back to the hat bet. As we got up to go, I grabbed chong hao's hat. (Advantage of being taller than him) To prevent myself from being blamed for taking a poor hat hostage, I threw it to leonard. Job done. Didn't even bother to stay to watch chong hao run after leonard with his hat hair. Wonder if I get the treat, or did I just bully my cell leader? oh wells.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-5629741601975382030?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/5629741601975382030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=5629741601975382030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/5629741601975382030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/5629741601975382030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/11/yess-sarah-you-got-into-triple-sciences.html' title=''/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/STJHd7lCbvI/AAAAAAAAAhk/2-Az4FcL5uk/s72-c/c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-500186756405025835</id><published>2008-11-22T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T23:41:21.131-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>here are 3 weird things that happened recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I dreamt that monica cut her hair short. like delia's bob! omg!!! but she loked quite nice anyway. so monica, if this is any indication, go cut your hair!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Sherry and Nat and Amanda Joy LOVE HSM or high school musical for the uninitiated. big deal. it's just a show about high school students correct? look at our life in MG. Maybe if it was filmed into a show, it'd look just like HSM. hurmph. maybe they like it just because of zac efron. Yelch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Noses run and feet smell. get it?? their roles are reversed!!! hahahah!!! my brother told me and I couldn't stop laughing. Genius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy you hols people!!! I'm going to Hong kong now!!! try not to contact me on my hp or it will cost you a bomb! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 evann&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-500186756405025835?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/500186756405025835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=500186756405025835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/500186756405025835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/500186756405025835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/11/here-are-2-weird-things-that-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-8228462590123302289</id><published>2008-11-17T04:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T05:16:19.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CELL NEWS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. after 3 years of being together, the cell has to learn to say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;Paul aka paula abdul has been on 'leave' for quite a number of weeks now. And now he says he wants to leave us after a time of reflection during this break. Hmm.... now that he's leaving, I know the guys in our cell are going to feel very helpless in their time of need during cell. I can just imagine Justin not being able to answer sam lo's question (as usual) and Paul not being there to save the day. oh wells. I guess sam lo and the guys will create many long periods of silence with Justin staying quiet and sam lo looking at him with questioning looks. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;The cell would also like to welcome CHONG HAO. WHOO!!! WELCOME!! :) We've guessed it was you for ages. Why won't you tell us in advance? Oh I know. You want to surprise us! hahah. That's nice. But we guessed it through a game. Don't blame sam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOLE IN MY EYE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all know I have this thing on my left eyelid right? just look at any of my photos on facebook or whatever and you'll see it. the other day it swelled up and hurt like crazy, so I went to the clinic and the doctor pricked it with a needle. Actually if felt more like driving a nail into my eyelid. ouch. and after so much pain, guess what the doctor said? "Oh, it can't burst. you have to go to an eye surgeon to operate."&lt;br /&gt;I'm like, WHATT??! yupps. But I don't have a choice do I? Especially not when my father drags me there. oh wells. no choice.&lt;br /&gt;The wait to have the minor surgery was antagonising. I hate needles, and metal instruments. (explains why I don't pierce my ears.) mmm. so I got pretty nervous.&lt;br /&gt;The treatment room had this reclining chair which I had to lie on. I was very uncomfortable. Had an injection to numb my face. It hurts. alot. more than the pricking I mentioned earlier. Tried not to cringe because the injection was beside my eye. so painful. After some probing and experiencing some weird feeling around my eye (It's numb. I didn't even know where he was operating on...) He said it was done. What? all the anxiety for a mere 3 minutes? Aiyoh. Why was I so frightened? After 6 hours of being a one-eye jack, I'm ok for now. I guess. It's just a little red. with a small scar. Which is rather neat, considering that the doctor cut the lump thing out. haha. I'm back to my normal self. But haven't been blogging for so long, it feels weird typing my life out again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, EVANN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can't wait for 21st Nov. Wonder whose class I'll be in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-8228462590123302289?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/8228462590123302289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=8228462590123302289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/8228462590123302289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/8228462590123302289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/11/cell-news-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-6865370628747438320</id><published>2008-11-10T03:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T03:22:25.454-08:00</updated><title type='text'>outline of TDD</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;WALKAROUND CONCERT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok. so after much discussion on 4 nov, we finally came back to the idea of walkaround concert because we wanted to proof the teachers wrong. WE CAN DO IT!!so for crowd control, we gonna get the sec 3 '09 SLs to help us. brillant idea. we're gonna get them to line the entire route for the concert and herd the audience like sheep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MASCOTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think it's to be done by the sec 2s. 1 rep for mascot, and one to be her buddy to guide the mascot because costumes can get really clumsy as well to do a short presentation of the mascot. like the international friendship day thing that I took part this year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;LOGO COMPETITION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok. this is what's new. we put 25 total defence logos around the school because TDD was started 25 years ago. For each of the 5 defences, there are 5 different logos. If you still don't know there are 5 defences, you better give youself a little whack on the head. If celestial gives the green light, I can print 5 copies of the document. just do your math. 5x5=25 correct? So we make them count the number of logos there are pasted aroung the school. The area we paste them will be limited to the 1st level to facilitate participation of both pri and sec schools. They will count the total number of logos and not the individual defence logos. The group will be going to Daiso at plaza singapura on 17 nov if there are no changes to the date. I'm not going to plaza sing but will meet you all in school. sms me about it k DINOS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-6865370628747438320?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/6865370628747438320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=6865370628747438320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/6865370628747438320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/6865370628747438320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/11/outline-of-tdd.html' title='outline of TDD'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-6615040875206930217</id><published>2008-11-09T01:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T01:31:39.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay!! new blog skin! took me awhile to fugure out how to make it fit because I admit that I totally suck at reading html and fixing my blogskin. Sadly, I won't be able to put youtube videos on this blog because of the small width. :( if I make the width bigger, it will overlap the navigations and all. not nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this tuesday was the class outing which I did not attend. Good thing though. Imagine sloshing through mud at east coast after heavy rain! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was baby titus' one month celebration. I have no idea at what speed his hair grows mann!! as a one month old baby, he already has mare hair than those at three months! how do I know? because 2 other 3 month old babies attended the celebration and I was able to clearly compare the difference. (mrs raymond ong will be so proud of me... :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, he's super cute, super chubby that I want to pinch his chubby cheeks but don't dare to, least he cries... yepp. caught up with cousins, aunties... that's about it. not noisy because babies can't take noise, apparently. and if I could add, abit boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cell was like 'embarrass someone day'. first amanda fell off her chair and landed quite unglamly. then her ez-link card was passed around and everyone laughed when they saw her photo. haha. I know that's super mean. Then Nicholas came in his school uniform. ACS barker uniform. I don't know what's so funny about it but everyone laughed. maybe there was laughing gas in the cell room that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna have a new cell leader. uhoh. Sam lo didn't say clearly if she was leaving. seems so to me. Sherry thinks it's chong hao. hmm... I'll miss sam if she leaves. she's the awesomest cell leader EVER. oh and the weird dream about her. I told her and she was like "WHAT?!?!?" ok. cell secret. tell nobody else. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MY BLOGSKIN!!! haha. and I finished all the chiense homework. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 evann&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-6615040875206930217?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/6615040875206930217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=6615040875206930217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/6615040875206930217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-131425185168489974</id><published>2008-11-02T00:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T01:33:32.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LTC 08/09</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LTC was fun. I ugess you could say that. but I would like to add that it was SUPER TIRING. I don't know how I can still have boundless amounts of energy at the end of every day when everyone else has either collasped on their sleeping bags or are walking like zombies. yes, I may fall asleep during lectures and project planning, but after that when we gossip (dinos, you all know what I mean) I'm perfectly fine. No wonder audrey calls me an energizer bunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-register and surrender valuables&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ice breakers such as double wacko and broken telephone. the standard stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-worship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-personality test and workshop: I can't even remember what I am (hey I can't even remember my own DISC which is 1 letter long-I think I'm 'I'-not to mention a 4 letter long personality thing.) I think it's IN*J. Can't remember a nut about it. But I know 'I' stands for introverted. how can I be introverted when I have boundless energy and am always bouncing about? I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lunch (ok I can't remember at what point we had lunch. surely not here. but I'm just putting it in) Buttered rice and minute portions of vege and meat. good thing kelly doesn't eat vege and claudia doesn't eat anything else. or else I would have died from hunger. oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-station games. which were crazy and exhausting: I can't believe our group of I think 11 took eternity to flip the blanket! you know that super common 'teambonding flip-a-blanket' game? we've done it so many times I don't understand how we took so long. To give you an idea how long we took, the next team arrived before we finished and took us as a perfect example of an 'unbonded' team. I think clickits were watching us. so embarassing. apart from the struggle, there was our dishevelled appearance after the game: sweaty, sticky, stinky. yuck. The rest were ok. But we were seriously lagging. and not to mention the least competitive and the most laid back. But I think we're good at constructing things because our 'bridge' the height of a 1.5 liter bottle made of newspaper actually held up a 1.5 liter bottle filled to the brim with waterjust within 15 mins!:) we were over joyed until the group that came halfway while we were constructing(we were behind time remember?) finished theirs in less than 5 mins. What's more, they copied us every step of the way! RAHHH!!! oh yes I must mention that we also got really wet due to leaking pipes and holey styrofoam cups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-treasure hunt: ok. I admit. this is where our group slacked and ambled around the school instead of running arould like the others.&lt;br /&gt;the clue was: I have a square face like spongebob squarepants and I have the same name a james bond. who am I?&lt;br /&gt;We thought of lockers. because locker numbers state the floor then the locker number. so if the locker was on the 1st floor, the locker we would be looking for would be 01-007 (because james bond is 007 get it) so we checked those on the 1st, 2nd and 3rd floors but missed out the 4th floor. I don't know why but we were so stupid!!! man!! We knew the answer but we did not persevere. gosh! we actually wasted our hint coupon on something that we knew because we were lazy. yupps. I think our group's forte is just not solving clues and riddles because we could not find any other clue! all of our clues were found by luck so, they were in random order. I think we have very sharp eyes though. because the moment we stepped out of the LT1 were we had our briefing for the game, enqi spotted a clue. and guess what number that clue was? number 8. the very LAST clue. gosh. so the final result was that our cluse were in random order: 1, 2, 4, 7, 8. something like that.&lt;br /&gt;the catch was that we had to use our clues to redeem materials to build a structure. being the group with the least clues, we had the least materials. namely, a card board box, some newspaper, an insufficient amount of masking tape and the cover of a northstar shoe box. not even a scissors! lucky for us, our group members were not only resourceful, we were also creative. enqi had TAPE!!! (our saviour. without tape, nothing would have been accomplished) penknife. I had permanent marker and scissors. Celestial had many many clean colour markers!! awesome! so eventually, we constructed a dinosaur because our group's name was dinoattack (a knid of lego). And I would like to proudly say that it carnered many coos of "SOOOO CUTTEEE!!!" from many of the student facilitators (SFs). final result? We won the construction competition but lost the treasure hunt in sense of points. I told you we were good at constructing. This put us right at the bottom of the score board. :( it's as good as saying that ferarri won the constructor's prize but neither felipe mass nor kimi won the championship. which is odd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-dinner: noodles. not really my fave. good thing I loaded up on claudia's rice in the afternoon. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lecture on project planning: at this point eneryone is still awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-time to project plan: everyone is asleep. especially zoe. we're doing total defence day by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-waiting time to present project=gossip time: I'm very much awake. interesting gossip. zoe surprisingly picked up half of it although she was sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-project presentation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-worship at 11.30p.m.: I might as well go for over night prayer in church next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-long long debrief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-FINALLY SLEEP.: somehow. things just don't want to leave us alone. firts was the SFs then the teachers. now it's a cockroach in the sleeping area. abi and stacey were chasing it. (Abi: I thought you were scared?) it eventually got killed very near my sleeping mat and juices flowed all over. ewww. dragged my mat elsewhere to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Did I mention zoe's spectacles broke twice? it broke at the leg yesterday while shower and this morning at the bridge, rendering the spectacles dead or in other words unwearable. this resulted in zoe's 2 full days of blindness. did I mention her degree was 400+?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Breakfast: Yummy peanut porridge. I don't understand why other people don't like it? I ate 2 boxes by the way. zoe didn't want hers. oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-more training on how to communicate as leaders.: learnt about sonar. It's something like sensing people. I had to close my eyes and get round my group mates planted randomly without any guide. I'm hopeless at that by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-tea: zoe's fave tiger biscuits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-more training and some reflection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lunch: jap rice looking thing, teriyaki chinken looking thing, agadashi toufu looking thing and 2 tempura looking things. I know it's meant to be a bento set. but it tastes nothing like one. but I'm not complaining as long as there's rice. haha ate other people's brinjal tempura because they don't eat brinjal. Kelly calls me a bottomless pit for constantly being able to stomach so much food. oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-briefing on outdoor experimential learning (OEL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-OEL: firstly we have to solve a crossword on our theme verse in NIV version instead of the version we are familiar with. as usual we are the last to leave because we suck at solving stuff remember?&lt;br /&gt;SFs told us to go to jurong east. pretty near considering others had to go to toa payoh. read our tasks on the way. had a manhunt to do. We had to find certain kinds of people and take pictures WITH them. so awkward. some of these people are:&lt;br /&gt;1. guy wearing yellow skinnies. (abit uncommon?)&lt;br /&gt;2. person in pink from head to toe&lt;br /&gt;3. person walking dogs&lt;br /&gt;4. Guy with tote&lt;br /&gt;5. person with purple backpack (Who has seen a urplr backpack? not me)&lt;br /&gt;6. person with red umbrella (the sun is shining. the birds are chirping. who needs an umbrella? even if they have a red umbrella, it's probably in their bags)&lt;br /&gt;7. person with balloon&lt;br /&gt;8. Person with orange spectacles.&lt;br /&gt;9. person wearing singlet and long pants.&lt;br /&gt;10. I can't remember any more. :)&lt;br /&gt;Unusual finds, awkward moments, but we only managed to get 2, 4, 8, 9 done. oh dear.&lt;br /&gt;more awkwardness. we had to be statues depicting 'healthy lifestyle and a stranger had to guess what were doing. good thing it was MCQ or else who knows how long we have to be scrutinised by people while in a funny pose?&lt;br /&gt;People watching was quite meaningful. learnt to but myself in other's shoes.&lt;br /&gt;Went to NTUC to buy foor for the under privileged living in the 1-room flats in holland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-CIP: at holland, we distributed stuff we bought: 1 pack of 6 toilet rolls, 1 5 kg bag of budget rice and 1 bottle of pickles to each household. 3 things that's all. I wonder how the other groups managed to get so many things! I think it was aquaraiders. They got jacobs biscuits, milo, instant mee and canned food! how in the world did they manage to fit it into their budget of $50?&lt;br /&gt;found cip meaningful although I thought alot of us treated it as a routine.&lt;br /&gt;the chartered bus which was supposed to take us back to school did not turn up due to miscommunication (How ironic. here in camp they are teaching us how to communicate and there they are not communicating properly) so it was public bus back to school again.&lt;br /&gt;Being the laid back group, we were the last in the queue of 100 noisy MG girls at the holland road bus stop. but It was a blessing as right after the group in front of us boarded the old bus in front of us, a brand new bus rumbled its way towards us. And what a relief!!! cold aircon, away from other equally sticky bodies of other groups and comfy seats for everyone. pure relaxation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Cold Cold shower. brrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-BUFFET DINNER!!!!: you know by now it's the ideal dinner because of the unlimited amout of food. haha. had a great dinner and wanning was telling a stupid story. ask me and I'll tell it to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Project planning.: amanda was falling asleep and zoe denied her sleepiness despite obvious triple eyebags. We finally decided on a walkabout concert for total defence day after going through many options before deciding they were not feasible due to a $30 budget (oh mann. why must we always work with such a small budget? the orientation camp people probably have no budget at all. :( ) Then we had to prepare a ppt presentation and video with the pictures we took during the camp. good thing claudia forgot to bring an adapter resulting in less work to do. as usual, we were behind time again. when others were doing their video, we were doing our ppt. and we slept at 1a.m. + imagine if we still had the video to do. man. maybe we wouldn't have slept at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-reflections and worship at an atrocious 12 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-FINALLY SLEEP AT 1.40 a.m.: abi was wedged between wanrui bao and me because she was scared of spooks. haha. and wanrui did the shampoo add hair swing in the dark, giving us all a fright because we thought she was a you-know-what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-bread and peanutbutter: giant bread is hard, dry and papery. don't every buy it if you have a choice. good thing my fave skippy peanutbutter saved the day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-project presentation: our project plans got scrutinised by teacher and mistakes pointed out. ok I know we wern't very happy about it. We knew the loophole was there. how to move a whole cohort at one time. We thought about it. but figured 1 cohort at a time was the best solution because if we did class by class, the sec 4s have to act like 4x9 times. there would also be time clashes anyway. so It's a problem we have to solve like what miss su always says. but how to solve? I really don't know. Dinos, any ideas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-certificates of completion of camp distributed: everyone's was signed my ms ho (camp commandent) and mrs ong (principal) but guess what? Mrs ong missed out zoe's. zoe is always SO UNIQUE. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Break camp: quite sad actually. since I won't be seeing you all anymore becsuse I'm not going for class outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dinoattack&lt;/strong&gt; consists of:&lt;br /&gt;-Zoe&lt;br /&gt;-Jeanne (who wasn't here for the entire duration of the camp. I haven't heard of jeanne falling sick before.)&lt;br /&gt;-Me&lt;br /&gt;-Claudia&lt;br /&gt;-Enqi&lt;br /&gt;-Celestial&lt;br /&gt;-Kelly&lt;br /&gt;-Rachel leong&lt;br /&gt;-Joelle&lt;br /&gt;-Claire teng&lt;br /&gt;-Amanda&lt;br /&gt;-I think I'm missing some one I can't remember who else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. not to forget our lovely SFs: Wanning and Beatrice!!!! haha love you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for school to start again. I know alot of you don't agree, but I'm rotting at home. I need to laugh like mad badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your holidays people. and don't forget to read your chinese story book and do zhou ji.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-131425185168489974?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/131425185168489974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=131425185168489974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/131425185168489974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/131425185168489974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/11/ltc-0809.html' title='LTC 08/09'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-8920310418403220612</id><published>2008-10-22T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T20:47:05.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>last day of school</title><content type='html'>Do you know how tragic this is? School's ending!! I seriously can't believe it. I know alot of you people out there can't wait for school to end but I will definitely miss school. I'll probably sit at home and rot/die. whichever comes first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So true to tradition, MG had her annual carnival on the last day of school. usually it's called minifair, but today's was called Rainbow Carnival. Mrs yap says it's a carnival because it's so big, but I don't see the difference... it has the same food, the same games, the same entertainment, and not to mention the same beauty world. Don't the people who have been in this school for the past 8 years grow tired of it?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh heh. I'm not trying to sound ungrateful for the parents' wonderful effort in organising this fair (thankyou very much) but hey, can't we have something DIFFERENT? anyways, have to thank them for giving us some respite from the monotony of school life, especially the post exam activities. with all the talks and all, I could fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there was 1 thing that was well, DIFFERENT. DUNKING BOOTH!! heehee. and you know what? Jo ee and I dunked Eva! yes! the head prefect! haha. because it was her 1st time getting dunked she was like "NO!!!!!! I'm gonna fall in before I climb up there!!!" haha. so funny. should have seen her mann. Oh, not to mention we all got our shoes muddy and icky in the process. I think I have to wash my own shoes today. :( oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then siyan and I pigged out. like seriously. We ate like there was no tomorrow. egg prata, ramlee burger, meesiam, eclairs..... man were we full!!! almost exploded in the end. but I'm digesting fast! in fact, 2 hrs later, NOW I FELL HUNGRY AGAIN!!! haha. joee thinks I'm crazy. not really, girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despite the near 'tummy explosion' justina-paris, aditi, monica and I decided to go for a round on the bouncy castle with the primary school kids. I don't know when was the last time I jumped around like that, but the feeling was AWESOME. haha. We were pratically high with ermm.... europhia? I don't even know how to spell that. I think we like became childish and giggly for the next 8 minutes scrambling with the primary school girls in the 2 castles. Had to keep a look out though, make sure I don't trample on them! haha. you get what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm tired and I'm here. slacking in this comfy chair in the com lab. how much awesomer can my day get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss 2m and school. I'll die without my daily dose of laughter and fun! people like siyan, zoe and not to mention justina-paris sarah and joee and monica keep me happy. I'm onot the one who's always laughing siyan. You're the one who makes me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay happy always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 evann&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-8920310418403220612?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/8920310418403220612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=8920310418403220612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/8920310418403220612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/8920310418403220612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/10/last-day-of-school.html' title='last day of school'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-3328440884317802416</id><published>2008-10-12T01:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T02:14:07.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>titleless</title><content type='html'>YESS!! eoys are finally overr!!!! really happy and can't seem to get over the fact that I'm done with it!! except now it's time to wait for the results yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAYY!!&lt;br /&gt;haha. the outing with yan and sarah was super impromptu. Actually justina, sarah and I were SUPPOSED to go for Mc flurry. but then dear justina had to postpone it. I wanted to watch the house bunny anyways, so justina, THANKS FOR THE POSTPONEMENT! :) So we started planning our outing like during assembly. and we decided to go to Lot 1 like near my house because we wanted to avoid the HOARDES of mg and ac and other "bukit-timah-road-branded-school-people" at orchard and what not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after school we were probably the only people who were heading the other way (away from town). hehe. Joee was having a hard time finding a bus home. haha. you should take bus more often gurl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we decided to watch the house bunny. yess the BIMBO show starring justina. (why would you want to watch yourself acting stupid with me mann?!?! I'll watch connected with you.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch at macs and we regretted not having a cam with us. haiss. like I said this outing was impromptu whatt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and we felt really out of place because of all the "unbranded-neighbourhood-schools people".&lt;br /&gt;K. I'm not being prejusiced but like the look they give you when they see the "bukit-timah-road-branded-school-people" uniform is plain scary. Or maybe that's just the way we feel. Maybe they wern't looking at us. oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the house bunny was worth it. the whole cinema hall was full of teenagers! not a single adult. (but how do you expect any adults to be there when it's a weekday and not even lunch time?) ohhs. and we only paid 6 bucks. probably cheaper than what you would pay at cineleisure. haha. I feel so cheepo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE HOUSE BUNNY (beware! spoilers ahead)&lt;br /&gt;So the main character in the show is shelly who is a playboy bunny. she stays in this really huge mansion along with all the other bunnies and enjoys life. but she gets backstabbed by a fellow bunny who pretends to be the 'big guy' in charge of the mansion write her a letter, kicking her out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She finds a home with a sorority house (which I assume is kinda like a dorm) as a house mother.&lt;br /&gt;the girls in the dorm are total nerds and need pledges to keep the house they stay in. so shelly helps them by turning them into head turning beauties. then she falls in love. but then the techniques she taught her girls actually don't work on her love interest! how ironic it that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok you have to watch the show yourself. I don't wanna tell you all the ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAYY&lt;br /&gt;PIZZA AND MOVIE COMBO!! haha. so typicall. THANKS SAMM FOR ALL THE EFFORT!! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk. see you all tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 EVANNN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-3328440884317802416?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/3328440884317802416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=3328440884317802416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/3328440884317802416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/3328440884317802416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/10/titleless.html' title='titleless'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-8331630546764956639</id><published>2008-09-22T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T20:36:09.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HIATUS</title><content type='html'>yupps. with exams 7 days away, I'm going on a actual hiatus.&lt;br /&gt;Actually it seems that I've already been on a hiatus.&lt;br /&gt;haha. haven't blogged in AGES.&lt;br /&gt;yeah... no, I haven't abandoned this blogg.&lt;br /&gt;just too lazy.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;jia you for eoys orh! XD&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~HIATUS~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-8331630546764956639?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/8331630546764956639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=8331630546764956639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/8331630546764956639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/8331630546764956639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/09/hiatus.html' title='HIATUS'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-6884452504907686234</id><published>2008-08-19T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T00:17:18.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had combined cell with florence's cell and realised how many MG girls there were in our church.&lt;br /&gt;I really didn't know lorrs. So many of them in sec 1. haha and amadea joined our cell illegally.&lt;br /&gt;apparently her cell leader wasn't very pleased with her. lols. and to think florence doesn't know what skittles were!&lt;br /&gt;she thought they were MnMs at first. then after seeing the "s" on it, the thought they were smarties.&lt;br /&gt;afetr tasting them she was like"there arn't MnMs right?" Goodness me, florence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared abt what we would like God to change in our live. I guess mine would be complancency.&lt;br /&gt;'cos for the recent Physics Open-book test I didn't read the question carefully and so I failed.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sundayy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to grandma's house and watched the s'pore vs China table tennis match. You should see the way they lost lorrs!!! super entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;yupp. s'pore is not THAT good. Update on OLYMPICS: Taoli holds the asian record for 100m fly, Michael Phelps has 8 goldsand Usian Bolt holds the world record for 100m sprint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SKpzNs8OWUI/AAAAAAAAAXI/FY1WqlDuUpA/s1600-h/610x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SKpzNs8OWUI/AAAAAAAAAXI/FY1WqlDuUpA/s200/610x.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236124196010875202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SKpxEa3ntVI/AAAAAAAAAWw/vJGznXKSQMo/s1600-h/bolt_791377c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SKpxEa3ntVI/AAAAAAAAAWw/vJGznXKSQMo/s200/bolt_791377c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236121837517649234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SKpyu0sbmrI/AAAAAAAAAXA/3rAR1HqIi6w/s1600-h/71106611_7e8d20a02b_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SKpyu0sbmrI/AAAAAAAAAXA/3rAR1HqIi6w/s200/71106611_7e8d20a02b_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236123665516174002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SKpyuDZYk1I/AAAAAAAAAW4/R9OAZ60VpIQ/s1600-h/2766231441_c837eef76a_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SKpyuDZYk1I/AAAAAAAAAW4/R9OAZ60VpIQ/s200/2766231441_c837eef76a_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236123652282946386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Jack's place for dinner last night and saw who I thought was Pamela. You know that "crazy woman" person.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, her. I looked at her then she looked away. well well. either she dao me or something. haha&lt;br /&gt;dinner was good and I was super full after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todayy---MY BIRTHDAYYYYY!!!&lt;br /&gt;haha Monica gave me my b'day present this morning and a really sweet letter. and you know what?&lt;br /&gt;MR NG 'S BIRTHDAY IS THE SAME AS MINE!!! haha.so cool huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think Nathan Hartono is really hot and michael phelps is so not.HAH. all those michael phelps fans out there-- too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SKpwb7_lYOI/AAAAAAAAAWo/-NB44wgDtYo/s1600-h/6_3_michael_phelps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SKpwb7_lYOI/AAAAAAAAAWo/-NB44wgDtYo/s200/6_3_michael_phelps.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236121142034784482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                     ^see what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I seriously think that those people who are jealous of other's fortune are so....&lt;br /&gt;I dunno how to put it lahh, but you shouldn't be jealous of how rich and all people are and moaning and groaning how "poor" you are when you are obviously richer than all of us.&lt;br /&gt;We know you are like that and I'm tolerating but then there is a breaking point to everything.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're not the straw that will break my back ks? and stop the whining, PLEASE. my ears hurt enought already. thanks for cooperating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;wanting to hear your voice and speak to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVANN. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-6884452504907686234?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/6884452504907686234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=6884452504907686234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/6884452504907686234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/6884452504907686234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/08/update.html' title='update'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SKpzNs8OWUI/AAAAAAAAAXI/FY1WqlDuUpA/s72-c/610x.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-6759686891527845689</id><published>2008-07-31T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T00:26:54.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who am I?</title><content type='html'>Hey. I think this is the question we all ask most of the time. sang this in chapel on monday. thought it was meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Dqk53sAxLmg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Dqk53sAxLmg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-6759686891527845689?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/6759686891527845689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=6759686891527845689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/6759686891527845689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/6759686891527845689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/07/who-am-i.html' title='Who am I?'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-7699379233380699870</id><published>2008-07-27T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T18:56:14.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the weekends (I think I call every post the same thing 'cos I got nothing better to call my posts)</title><content type='html'>yes yes. call me weird or whatever I dun really care. haha. In fact I feel like abandoning this blog lors. So lazy to post every week. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY&lt;br /&gt;FOUNDERS' DAYYYY!!!! haha. 4 ppl din come *ahemm* yupp. no, in fact 5 ppl. ZOEEE!!! HOW CAN YOU WAKE UP LATEEE!?!?!?! goshh. then you decided not to come. nice excuse.&lt;br /&gt;Reported at 7am at the hall but realised we would be just stoning there and doing nothing, so monica, tanhong and I went back to class again for another 20 mins. haha. To relieve their boredom, the ppl who came to school were playing some ping pong game, which is really quite stupid. I still super confused with the game. haha. well that's just blur me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;founders' day service was ok lahhs. boring as usual. but A LITTLE more entertaining than previous years'. Reason being mrs shirleen ong's really INTERESTING ppt which accompanied her speech which starred joee. haha. Mrs ong was like "And Kok Joee, our school golfer is ranked no. 14 in the world among her age grp." Then the entire hall was like "WAHHHHHHHHHH". (and according to tultul, the same thing happened in the audi and joee was being really &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;humble&lt;/span&gt; about it.) haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah blah.. oh, then our turn to receive the cert thingie. I walked up the stage and shook the person's hand then turned to go. apparently, she HUNG ON to the cert and I'm like whatt?!?!?! So I realised I was SUPPOSED to turn around to let the photographer aka mr ong take my photo. ok I seriously din know. So confusing. And I think I made a fool out of myself. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY YAY!!! Ya ting came back to get her cert and saw her. haha. she didn't let me hug her. :o( sobb... reception was okish and then took bus home after that. that's my friday. boring and unoriginal, while the entire world seemed to be downtown eating/shopping/hanging out. And just cos my mom forced me to stay home. anyways got 2 common tests to study for this week so I guess it's for my sake....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY&lt;br /&gt;CELLLLL!!! haha. sarah came and I was late in picking her up again as usual.... cell was abit slacker and quite funny.&lt;br /&gt;on finding out that samuel and justin were gonna take MEP, I asked:&lt;br /&gt;You mean your school has MEP?&lt;br /&gt;Samuel: No lahh, we can choose where we wanna go. St margs, ACS (i) or mg.&lt;br /&gt;Amanda: COME TO ST MARGS!!!! COME TO ST MARGSSS!!!! (as usual)&lt;br /&gt;Cell: (rolls eyes)&lt;br /&gt;Samuel: st margs got guy's toilet or not?&lt;br /&gt;Amanda: err.... very few....&lt;br /&gt;Me: OH OH!!! the guy's toilet is just outside the MEP room!!!&lt;br /&gt;Samuel: oh, that's better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lawls. The cell had a good laugh lorrs!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY&lt;br /&gt;GRANDDAD'S BIRTHDAYYYY!!! went to some teochew restaurant to eat.&lt;br /&gt;The sharksfin there was darn good lahh. I know like there are alot of environmentally friendly ppl out there but what the heck. It's good. The rest of the meal was okish. Finally saw cousins after such a long time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. that's it. will go change blogskin now.&lt;br /&gt;LURVESS!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;EVANNN!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-7699379233380699870?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/7699379233380699870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=7699379233380699870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/7699379233380699870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/7699379233380699870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/07/weekends-i-think-i-call-every-post-same.html' title='the weekends (I think I call every post the same thing &apos;cos I got nothing better to call my posts)'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-6499863004763261679</id><published>2008-07-20T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T18:00:32.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CELL OUTREAHHHH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;this is like such a late post lahh. but nvm lahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAYAYYYY!!!! cell out reach was like the best!!! the best-est. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yoos you all were GREATTT! haha. And not to forget tina's cell. and all the ppl who came. And GOD. yes. without Him all things would be impossible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we had to go to block 6C rm 74 at 1 pm.&lt;br /&gt;yepp then I had to fetch sarah frm queenstown at 3.15 and I was late. hurmph.&lt;br /&gt;thing is her dad fetched her there and I'm like WHATTTT!??!? NEVER TELL ME EARLIER!!! (I thought she was taking mrt you see...) haha. So nat and me kinda sprinted all the way there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh, then when we got back to the room, sam lo said that they had already practised the skit. So I was like HUH?!? then keith was like " aiyah, go practise again now lahh" Paul acted really funnily. haha. esp when he pretended to "die" 'cos he acted Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Games were really funny. Enghan and nic lead icebreakers and they are darn funny. the forfeit was to stuff your mouth with as many marshmallows as possible and then say "flubberducky" no one could say anything of course, but sam managed to stuff like 5? haha. That's alot. then enghan went ABIT cuckoo and stuffed like 7 into his own mouth. urghh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sherry's testimony was GREATTT!!! haha. gd job man! good thing you weren't like overly nervous. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupp. food and drink and then the played with those explosive things which explode withing 5 secs of pressing them... haha. I guess sherry and nat weren't really interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in all it was great lahh. I really can't express in words. You must be there to feel the SPIRIT. haha. ok. my cam is so screwed. the pictures can't be transferred. haiss. I really want my emo picture of nic! :) ok. till zoe gets her memory card reader back, I won't have any of those pictures.... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, sarah's coming to church this sat!!! WOOHOOO!!! and this week is yes 5-- but I can't go. boohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;EVANNN!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-6499863004763261679?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/6499863004763261679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=6499863004763261679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/6499863004763261679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/6499863004763261679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/07/cell-outreahhhh.html' title='CELL OUTREAHHHH'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-3813315675117374806</id><published>2008-07-13T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T19:23:04.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Time to say goodbye…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I realised that I always blog like 3 days late but who cares lahh… haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye sec 4s yepp it’s time for you all to go. I think that we all are sad to see you go. You all have been a weird and funn bunch. Haha. I’m sure of that. Hope you all do well for your ‘O’ levels and remember to jia you. All things are possible in God kaes? Remember that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. The sec 4s have left. And it’s just so sadd... boohoo… so time to talk abt the good memories and cherish them always. On Friday, we had the sec 4 farewell party. And like this year’s food was WAYY better than last year’s I tell you. Haha. The sec 4s said this year we very you xin. OF COURSE!!! We’re always so nice to you all, except last year it wasn’t well planned. That’s all. I won’t reveal what the present is yet though, ‘cos some RANDOM person might read my blog…. Good news. Bao aka wanrui is the new vice president. CONGRATS BAOOO!!! XD haha. Yay. Then grace is the new secretary. Yes. Great news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Combined cell with christina's cell. Alot of new ppl. Guess the only person I can recognise frm that cell is like keith. and not for very good reaons. haha. he's like darn retarded lahh. so retarded that christina has to keep whacking him to behave. haha. we played whacko and double whacko which was really fun 'cos we all had like slow reaction and couldn't say the person's name fast enuff. heh. then we had word and christina told us that being Christian is testifying for God so yeah. we had to practice the mime thing after that except that we din't have a male lead. so we got keith since he's so drama. haha. And I found out that he can't do a pleasant expression. here's how the convo went:&lt;br /&gt;Me (laughing like siao 'cos of keith's face)&lt;br /&gt;Chong Hao: mark her (me) expression that's pleasant.&lt;br /&gt;Me: NOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;Sam lo: that's not pleasant, it's overly pleasent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I'm a 'pleasant' person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok thats all for my weekends. i hope cell outreach goes well this sat, sarah's going btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE!!! 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I din miss blogging after all. haha. thot I shld blog 'cos like so many things ahppened lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FAMILY NIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahh. my parents din go lahh. but then the teachers made it COMPULSORY to attend even if your parents wern't there. like what's the point mann?? uhuh. but then I'm kinda glad the teachers made us go. haha. so since 1/2 the class' parents didn't go, we all just sat around during dinner and talked. ok, maybe not talk, but just slacking and what I would call bonding over FOOD. haha. then the parents came streaming in. Zoe's entire family came. I think she was the only one who got her entire family to come!! haha. this included mr and mrs pittas, theo and louiza. basically her siblings. yepp, then theo went all crazy (or maybe he's always like that) and started running around and being really naughty. haha. but he is cute lahh. and so many people like naomi and justina "broke up" with him that day. :( that's sadd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;concert time. hmm. nothing unusal except our class won 2 out of 4 competitions. YAY 2M!!!! 1st was this treasure hunt thing where by the list included 5 strands of white hair... errmmmm... I think we were supposed to pluck some off the parents? I dunno, but by the time I came in frm doing smth outside, they had finished everything. ohh wells. haha. the thing is, we won 3rd for that. Next was this parent child thing whereby a rep (1 parent, 1 child) frm each class had to answer questions abt each other. rather hilarious. zoe and her dad represented us. naturally, miss popular was cheered on by our class until we were hoarse. hah. yeahh, they played the game until only christina and zoe were left. the last question was the parents' wedding anniversary date. and I'm like "I can't even remember my parents' " but zoe did. problem is her dad didn't. gosh. which dad doesn't remember his weddding anniversary? anyway, christina and her mom din write anything, so zoe emerged CHAMPION!!!. yay!!! then charades. monica represented and her sis ter, beatrice gawked. haha. monica acted some water thing by wiggling her hand and miming a box. we, 2m were like "SPONGEBOB??? TITANIC?!?!" the MCs apparently didn't hear our answer and didn't give us the point. when we found out the answer was titianic, we kinda got pissed with the MCs and the changed our points very apologetically. haha. OHOH!!! last one!! and the most eventful. some parent child modelling, which in my mind, I know Joee will NEVER do it for nuts. Guess what? she kinda kena sabo-ed. so she and her mom went. HOORAYYYYYY!!! haha. so that's where my voice gave way from all the screaming. I had a hoarse voice the whole night after that. But Joee, you're GREATTTT!!! haha. really cool you. rawk on!! yepp. I think joee was pretty embaressed by the entire thing but then, hey, no one's laughing! I think you rawk my dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SHRKQW_KFUI/AAAAAAAAAVg/3kh7gsfJiaA/s1600-h/all.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SHRKQW_KFUI/AAAAAAAAAVg/3kh7gsfJiaA/s200/all.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220879512938091842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SHRKQnhVKqI/AAAAAAAAAVo/FMxZyezPdgg/s1600-h/dooor+meand+joee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SHRKQnhVKqI/AAAAAAAAAVo/FMxZyezPdgg/s200/dooor+meand+joee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220879517376391842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SHRKQ7z0MOI/AAAAAAAAAVw/W3fhSIkWONI/s1600-h/jai+xuan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SHRKQ7z0MOI/AAAAAAAAAVw/W3fhSIkWONI/s200/jai+xuan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220879522822631650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SHRKROzeFsI/AAAAAAAAAV4/ESf04O3RWo0/s1600-h/joee+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SHRKROzeFsI/AAAAAAAAAV4/ESf04O3RWo0/s200/joee+and+me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220879527921456834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SHRKRS2QA0I/AAAAAAAAAWA/h8ePJHZTg2w/s1600-h/joee,+saat+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SHRKRS2QA0I/AAAAAAAAAWA/h8ePJHZTg2w/s200/joee,+saat+and+me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220879529006859074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SHRKh2N60jI/AAAAAAAAAWI/GdoWes8dY7M/s1600-h/joee,+zoeand+me+taggs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SHRKh2N60jI/AAAAAAAAAWI/GdoWes8dY7M/s200/joee,+zoeand+me+taggs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220879813379281458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SHRKiL4TtwI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/nMxXj0vdfbs/s1600-h/shoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SHRKiL4TtwI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/nMxXj0vdfbs/s200/shoes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220879819194218242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SHRKifSYE3I/AAAAAAAAAWY/YHQ4dZ47-Mk/s1600-h/tried.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SHRKifSYE3I/AAAAAAAAAWY/YHQ4dZ47-Mk/s200/tried.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220879824403829618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok cell was kinda pathetic. really. 'cos alot of ppl din come. amanda being in the ndp choir had rehersals, nat had competition practice and the sams just didn't come. so there was justin, mark, paul, eng han sherry and me left. so we didn't have cell. Just talk. about how eng han slipped on algae and fractured his arm.. like WHATT??? I didn't even know you could slip on algae! haha. Then we went to the hawker early for dinner as we had nothing better to do. Justin apparently told mark about this old woman who ate people's left overs and he didn't believe. So justin left his remains of rojiak (consisting of beansprouts, cucumber and gravy) on another table and she really ate it!!! then sherry came and she too didn't believe it. so she ate 1/2 of her food and left the rest on another table. And guess what?The lady came back for it. haisss. the scene was rather comical, But I shan't bother to say muchh..... XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clinic Opening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, then my uncle opened this TCM (traditional chinese medicine) clinic. MY dad, bro and I attended and guess who was there? EVERYONE. literally. It was almost like chinese new year!! haha. then xiao rong was there too and she intro-ed her boyfriend, which was abit awkward for me I guess, but I think she's been doing that the entire morning. haha. food was not too bad. then zuo sheng did this hydrotherapy thing which was supposed to improve complexion, but when he came out, I really couldn't tell the diff. Maybe you have to do this kinda thing for an extended period of time. haha. and there was this mat which could make your hand GROWW!!!!! so next time you wanna have bigger hands, you know where to go. haha. Ethan and colin were being the really cute boys they are and playing like crazy. haha. CUTE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes. very busy weekend. This sat we have to prepare for cell outreach. I hope sarah and monica can make it. and simin BETTER send the stuff. haha. kk gtg. this is one long post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE!!!&lt;br /&gt;EVANNN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-808024102667883277?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/808024102667883277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=808024102667883277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/808024102667883277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/808024102667883277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/07/family-nightt.html' title='family nightt!!!'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SHRKQW_KFUI/AAAAAAAAAVg/3kh7gsfJiaA/s72-c/all.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-6519325375070855150</id><published>2008-06-29T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T22:18:28.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>weekends....</title><content type='html'>EVANGELINE LOVES ZOE. :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVANGELINE LOVES JUSTINA TOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONICA THINKS EVANGELINE, JUSTINA, SIYAN AND ZOE ARE MY WONDERFUL, MIRACULOUS FRIENDS OF 2M. BUT UNFORTUNATELY NOT MY BEST FRIENDS. THEY ARE ANGRY WITH ME, BUT THEIR FEELINGS I CAN'T FEEL... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok whateva lahh. you all are darn lame lehh, spam my post.&lt;br /&gt;huh. I can't believe justina and zoe just harrassed my cousin on msn. stupid. haha&lt;br /&gt;ok whateva.&lt;br /&gt;CELL OUTREACH IS OFFICIALLY ON 19 JULY!!!! HALLELUJAHH!!! FINALLYYYYY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;lols. so happy. I happened to become the MC. I really dunno how I became on. ohh wells. and we're gonna do the "hands" and "me" mime.lols. thanks to my fantastic idea. then eng han and nic lai are game masters. I don't see how but nvm lahh. haha. I think we're gonna have a GREATTTTTTTTT time!!!! haha. yayayayayayay! so happy. can't wait. really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on sunday, zuo yi came to grandma's house. lols funny things happen. and he took off his braces. not much diff actually. haha. ok that was my weekend. lazy to type anymore hope you all had a great weekend too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 evann!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-6519325375070855150?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/6519325375070855150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=6519325375070855150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/6519325375070855150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/6519325375070855150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/06/weekends.html' title='weekends....'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-2312845889467233423</id><published>2008-06-25T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T22:59:40.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>zoe's stupid quiz.</title><content type='html'>huh. stupid girl, make me do this kind of thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A) people who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs &amp;amp; replace any question that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B) tag 8 people to do this quiz &amp;amp; those who are tagged cannot refuse. these people must state who they were tagged by &amp;amp; cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by. continue this game by sending it to other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If your lover betrayed you, what will your reaction be?&lt;br /&gt;slap him lahh, so idiot&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. If you can have a dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;to not have to stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Whose butt would you like to kick?&lt;br /&gt;zoe's, for making me do this quiz and cheating my feeling of a tag. A TAGGGG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What would you do with a billion dollars?&lt;br /&gt;change them to rupiah so that i can be the richest person in indonesia? 'cos I'll be a ka-zillion-aire then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What do you feel like doing now?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eating, 'cos i feel darn hungry. dun ask me why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;6. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;br /&gt;Being loved!! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. How long do you intend to wait for someone u really love?&lt;br /&gt;dunno, if he makes me wait while he cheats on me, maybe I'll give him upp. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;freak him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Is there anything that has made you extremely happy?&lt;br /&gt;errr, not that I remember.... (one could be the princess monica gang bumming around I guess.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What is the one thing that you are grateful for?&lt;br /&gt;Having God in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What takes you down the fastest?&lt;br /&gt;whatt? how would I know? noone has tried to fight me before or anything whatt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. How do you see yourself in ten years time?&lt;br /&gt;studying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Who is currently the most important people to you?&lt;br /&gt;one person only, not person actually, three in one. haha. God lahh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;14. What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is?&lt;br /&gt;insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Would you rather be single &amp;amp; rich or married but poor?&lt;br /&gt;dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What's the first thing you do when you wake up?&lt;br /&gt;open my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Would you give all in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;guess so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. If you fall in love with two people simultaneously, who would you pick?&lt;br /&gt;tikam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What type of people do you hate?&lt;br /&gt;lousy ppl?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;8 PEOPLE TO TAG:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;charis, charis, charis, charis, yelin yelin yelin yelin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-2312845889467233423?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/2312845889467233423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=2312845889467233423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/2312845889467233423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/2312845889467233423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/06/zoes-stupid-quiz.html' title='zoe&apos;s stupid quiz.'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-1548656925009532433</id><published>2008-06-18T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T13:51:25.528-08:00</updated><title type='text'>photos-- japan 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SFkRJBO9AzI/AAAAAAAAAVA/FvDzYr2kAtc/s1600-h/IMG_2045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213216890305708850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SFkRJBO9AzI/AAAAAAAAAVA/FvDzYr2kAtc/s200/IMG_2045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SFkRJjdjckI/AAAAAAAAAVI/PnwBk9OQ514/s1600-h/IMG_2113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213216899493753410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SFkRJjdjckI/AAAAAAAAAVI/PnwBk9OQ514/s200/IMG_2113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SFkRKsFG6QI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/ga16qHMLbgQ/s1600-h/IMG_2140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213216918987008258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SFkRKsFG6QI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/ga16qHMLbgQ/s200/IMG_2140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SFkRLc02G7I/AAAAAAAAAVY/rzg8MtYdbxU/s1600-h/IMG_2160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213216932072135602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SFkRLc02G7I/AAAAAAAAAVY/rzg8MtYdbxU/s200/IMG_2160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-1548656925009532433?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/1548656925009532433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=1548656925009532433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/1548656925009532433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/1548656925009532433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/06/photos-japan-2008.html' title='photos-- japan 2008'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SFkRJBO9AzI/AAAAAAAAAVA/FvDzYr2kAtc/s72-c/IMG_2045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-5782533707910624374</id><published>2008-06-18T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T13:51:25.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'>almost over.</title><content type='html'>yepp. it's almost over. the holidays, I mean. sry for not blogging for ages mann. have been so caught up in work (projects). ok, so rocs was great... blahh blahh blahh.... that seems like ages ago. haha. it wasn't that bad. the hotel was average and the food was reasonable except zoe and I ate like well, as my brother would say, pigs. hurmph. stupid Evan. haha. yepp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. for more recent news, I went to Japan. yarr. tokyo is like super cool lahh. The clothes ppl wear there are like the coolest although if you wore it in s'pore, ppl would think that you're a freak or smth. but really, they look really nice in such clothes. haha. yehh. we went to disneyland which is alot huger than the hong kong one. I love the rides there. they are loads of funn, especially since they have more rollercoasters, all of them very mild. really. I wanted to take space mountain but then the queue was like 90 mins long. like who in the world will queue for 90 minutes for 1 ride? BAHH. ohh yeah, and I think cosplay is cool. it's like the youth dress up in all sorts of anime costumes and what not and parade on the streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213212770753998562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SFkNZOtSbuI/AAAAAAAAAU4/r5M6vWiCUZY/s200/IMG_2158.JPG" border="0" /&gt; ok. now I know where justina picked up her cam whoring from. haha. yepp then we went to this hyatt resort in some moutainous hot spring place called hakone. haha. then we get to go HOT SPRING. haha.problem is you have to go in naked. Ewww....... ok, quite uneventful. that's about it. see you all in school on monday, and I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, evannnn!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-5782533707910624374?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/5782533707910624374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=5782533707910624374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/5782533707910624374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/5782533707910624374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/06/almost-over.html' title='almost over.'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SFkNZOtSbuI/AAAAAAAAAU4/r5M6vWiCUZY/s72-c/IMG_2158.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-3268946132446560478</id><published>2008-06-05T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T07:11:19.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Postt.</title><content type='html'>yar yar. after so long, I'm finally posting. hurhur. this is the most ironic thing: I'm at the airport now waiting to board my flight. lols. guess who I saw just now? carolyn soo. yarr. she was like "evangeline!" then I was like "hi hi!!" haha, so qiao. oh yess. rocs wass GREATTT!!! like it was the funnest time of my life and the hotel was not as bad as we thought. YAYAYAY!!!! haha. I can't wait to get to japan. lols. who wouldn't? righttos. stop here. I've uploaded rocs photos on lead, so you all can go take a look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all. love you alls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 evangeline&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-3268946132446560478?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/3268946132446560478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=3268946132446560478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/3268946132446560478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/3268946132446560478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/06/postt.html' title='Postt.'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-4307944831880572225</id><published>2008-05-19T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T06:18:25.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day before rocs</title><content type='html'>tmr I'm going for rocs, so I'll not be blogging nxt week. ohwellss..&lt;br /&gt;anyways. Here to blog about backdated stuff.&lt;br /&gt;you know what? I realised all my posts are backdated. haiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, on friday, mr ng made us do all sorts of weird stuff.&lt;br /&gt;He made us climb THE WALL. ok. I knew it was coming 'cos amadea told me so. anyways. He made us climb THE WALL. which is not even a proper rock wall. it's just a wall with drainage holes!! so he made us drag the mats out to do free climbing. like without harness. well of course without harness, 'cos the wall is only as tall as me! (which is VERY tall for people like jiawen and DOOR-thy) yeah. So we went according to register, which made me 5th. Ooohhhh.... scaryyy. So I almost freaked! to think of the tallest person in the class freaking at this kind of thing!!! lols. So mr ng like guided us. ME. and I climbed in MY WAY. like all the others swung their legs up, I crawled up. Practically. So I was the only one who didn't do it according to instructions. I'm a REBEL!!!! lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. see you all at rocs tmr. I'm gonna be a wonky freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 evangeline&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-4307944831880572225?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/4307944831880572225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=4307944831880572225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/4307944831880572225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/4307944831880572225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/05/day-before-rocs.html' title='Day before rocs'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-1914198508842519867</id><published>2008-05-15T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T13:51:27.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SC0VpLpadII/AAAAAAAAAUQ/GSA2xql4h4o/s1600-h/IMG_1379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200836941928100994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SC0VpLpadII/AAAAAAAAAUQ/GSA2xql4h4o/s200/IMG_1379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eh, I think this is super cool. Notice Jeanne? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SC0VpbpadJI/AAAAAAAAAUY/7qX5HTuRn9U/s1600-h/IMG_1384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200836946223068306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SC0VpbpadJI/AAAAAAAAAUY/7qX5HTuRn9U/s200/IMG_1384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Woohoo I love this. Ego-ing lahh. hurhur. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SC0Vp7padKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/0D_urY80Hag/s1600-h/IMG_1394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200836954813002914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SC0Vp7padKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/0D_urY80Hag/s200/IMG_1394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Justina. We took forever to get this rightt!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SC0VqLpadLI/AAAAAAAAAUo/T-Wd1otWcg4/s1600-h/IMG_1399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200836959107970226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SC0VqLpadLI/AAAAAAAAAUo/T-Wd1otWcg4/s200/IMG_1399.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;haha. check this photo out. it's super cool! Alysia and Naomi in the front row, jeanne and zoe in the 2nd row and me in the last row! (I jump really high don't I? lols)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SC0VqrpadMI/AAAAAAAAAUw/r20AQdY0mgQ/s1600-h/IMG_1403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200836967697904834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SC0VqrpadMI/AAAAAAAAAUw/r20AQdY0mgQ/s200/IMG_1403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jeanne and zoe with what she calls a consipated expression. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SC0Ux7padDI/AAAAAAAAATo/XY-rsrR-GHM/s1600-h/IMG_1356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200835992740328498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SC0Ux7padDI/AAAAAAAAATo/XY-rsrR-GHM/s200/IMG_1356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Suspicion of her plant (ZOE and BOO RADLEY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SC0UyLpadEI/AAAAAAAAATw/1Ulq9YSlcr0/s1600-h/IMG_1359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200835997035295810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SC0UyLpadEI/AAAAAAAAATw/1Ulq9YSlcr0/s200/IMG_1359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ethan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SC0UybpadFI/AAAAAAAAAT4/2tJNHJ9_qL0/s1600-h/IMG_1373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200836001330263122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SC0UybpadFI/AAAAAAAAAT4/2tJNHJ9_qL0/s200/IMG_1373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spastic faces huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SC0UyrpadGI/AAAAAAAAAUA/rzR-Q_GwZKo/s1600-h/IMG_1376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200836005625230434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SC0UyrpadGI/AAAAAAAAAUA/rzR-Q_GwZKo/s200/IMG_1376.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yan and zoe, who looks so-- GAY! :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SC0Uy7padHI/AAAAAAAAAUI/duokkTHxNIg/s1600-h/IMG_1378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200836009920197746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SC0Uy7padHI/AAAAAAAAAUI/duokkTHxNIg/s200/IMG_1378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yay. and all of us: Frm top to bottom: Justina, zoe, yan and MEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SC0ULLpac-I/AAAAAAAAATA/r2x6u0S7W54/s1600-h/IMG_1334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200835327020397538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SC0ULLpac-I/AAAAAAAAATA/r2x6u0S7W54/s200/IMG_1334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Michelle working on the plant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SC0ULrpac_I/AAAAAAAAATI/5GuQllX9ZW4/s1600-h/IMG_1337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200835335610332146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SC0ULrpac_I/AAAAAAAAATI/5GuQllX9ZW4/s200/IMG_1337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sarah and joy working on their plant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SC0UL7padAI/AAAAAAAAATQ/cVTmmsFEsHQ/s1600-h/IMG_1339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200835339905299458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SC0UL7padAI/AAAAAAAAATQ/cVTmmsFEsHQ/s200/IMG_1339.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;PRINCESS MONICA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SC0UMLpadBI/AAAAAAAAATY/sJ9ISVPxcak/s1600-h/IMG_1341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200835344200266770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SC0UMLpadBI/AAAAAAAAATY/sJ9ISVPxcak/s200/IMG_1341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and zoe with our plants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SC0UMrpadCI/AAAAAAAAATg/odEAG1g7AeI/s1600-h/IMG_1346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200835352790201378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SC0UMrpadCI/AAAAAAAAATg/odEAG1g7AeI/s200/IMG_1346.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 3 plants for the price of 1!!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. that's all for backdated photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-1914198508842519867?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/1914198508842519867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=1914198508842519867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/1914198508842519867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/1914198508842519867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/05/photos.html' title='photos'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SC0VpLpadII/AAAAAAAAAUQ/GSA2xql4h4o/s72-c/IMG_1379.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-3115005654262866864</id><published>2008-05-13T17:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T17:29:49.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random post with a meaning. (is there such a thing?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;ok. it's less than a week to rocs.&lt;br /&gt;hahas let's admit it. I'm a little bitty bit excited. not as excited as like the time I went to &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;thailand&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; tho. hurhur. actuall I miss &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;thailand&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. the grp I went with was the best-est grp you could ever find. &lt;3 you alls! :)&lt;br /&gt;anyways. I was saying, I dunno what to pack. we can only bring like what, school tees. which are super sucky.&lt;br /&gt;URGHH. Like I have to wear the ugly PE tee and &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;jackson&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; shirt. yuck. it so does not match my shorts lahh! anyways to inform you all, we can't even wear above knee shorts. like we must wear berms. It is kinda weird. Then we have an eleven o’ clock curfew. Which is so early. Anyways we’re gonna camwhore. YAY!! Haha. Lolls. Heard that other class are better off going with other teachers. Haiss. Nvm lahh. Just go with an open mind.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ok, our 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; progress report is back. Ans I crapped it up. I tell you I totally screwed up my grades this term. SHOOT. I’m probably the most retarded person in class lohh. I think I got lowest. Oh wells.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then now I’m thinking about cell outreach. I wanna invite doorothy and monica. Except I dunno if they can make it. Yeah. Must pray for mon, that she will except Christ. Ok. Haha. Will post all the super back dated photos in new post now. Finally have time. XD&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Lols.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-3115005654262866864?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/3115005654262866864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=3115005654262866864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/3115005654262866864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/3115005654262866864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/05/random-post-with-meaning-is-there-such.html' title='Random post with a meaning. (is there such a thing?)'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-980906832551513825</id><published>2008-05-11T02:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T02:41:42.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CELL!!!</title><content type='html'>"all scripture is God-breathed and use ful in teaching, rebuking, correcting and training in righteousness. So that the man of God may be equipped for every good work."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This verse is one of our memory verses in cell it's from somewhere in 2 corinthians. I still can't remember it that well yet. I guess it'll take time. I have another one to learn too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"your word is a lamp unto my feet and a light unto my path Psalm 119:105"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahah. see? I can remember. The guys in cell seriously can't remember anything. haiss. that's just guys I guess. XD haha. nat, sherry and amanda keep singing a song abt the psalm. haha. they're riduculous. hurhur. it's kinda fun with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one good thing. ABI CAME FOR CELLL!!!!!! yay! so fun fun. haha. it's great to see her again. haven't talked to her in ages and it's really nice to talk again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yar. that's all for updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;short and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 evangeline&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-980906832551513825?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/980906832551513825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=980906832551513825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/980906832551513825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/980906832551513825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/05/cell.html' title='CELL!!!'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-2509195240843396069</id><published>2008-05-06T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T23:01:48.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I update 'cos you all asked me to! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;haha. for the 1st time in my life someone has to ask me to update!!! haha. usually, I blog quite often but then recently abit busy tho exams are over. so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;hurhur. so I'll tell you all everything from the moment exams ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY 020508&lt;br /&gt;Woohooo!!! exams are overrr!!!!&lt;br /&gt;uber happy.&lt;br /&gt;then decided to go take bus with celest home.&lt;br /&gt;yupp. so we were on the bus, then I asked celeste if she blogged.&lt;br /&gt;then she told me her blog address. some weird weird address. yeah. very random one.&lt;br /&gt;up to now I still cannot remember. then I was like:&lt;br /&gt;"It's so randomm!!!"&lt;br /&gt;then she's like:&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah I know! Random is the new 'in' thing mann!"&lt;br /&gt;"huh."&lt;br /&gt;*silence*&lt;br /&gt;the biggest retard of all (me) "OH LOOK CELEST! IT'S A BIRD!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;the she was like" yupp, that's right!"&lt;br /&gt;haha. she's so funny lahh&lt;br /&gt;yupp. Then we couldn’t decide where to go for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;I was like “should we go to macs or should we got to foodcourt or whatt?”&lt;br /&gt;Then we couldn’t decide until she told me she hasn’t eaten at the new foodcourt..&lt;br /&gt;yupp so we decided to go there.&lt;br /&gt;had lunch then went home lahh&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;SATURDAY 030508&lt;/p&gt;                                                                                                &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;ok CHURCHHHH!!! woohhooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;so happy, I tell you, since I din go for cell the previous week and missed out on all the funn!&lt;br /&gt;hurhur. so anyways, yepp. cell started late ‘cos ppl wanted to study.&lt;br /&gt;since I din bring my books to study and the timing was so perfect, cos sam brought her mac.&lt;br /&gt;AHAHA&lt;br /&gt;I tried to play some stupid 2 player game with paul (a.k.a. paula abdul). It’s about some dragon which has to collect eggs and send them to some portal thingie.&lt;br /&gt;Yupp I can never get the stupid egg into into the portal.&lt;br /&gt;Lousy me lahh&lt;br /&gt;Paul managed to get 1 in I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Ok then cell had to start.&lt;br /&gt;I somehow got my hands on sam lo’s wallet. So what do you do when some one’s wallet gets on you hands?&lt;br /&gt;Rummage thru it. Duh. And what did I find?&lt;br /&gt;Sam lo’s NUS school card.&lt;br /&gt;And what’s on it? Our darling sam’s photo. And ask me. How does it look like?&lt;br /&gt;VERY INTERESTING.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahahhahahah&lt;br /&gt;The cell couldn’t stop laughing lahh&lt;br /&gt;It was sam lo’s sec 2 photo&lt;br /&gt;With weird hair and all.&lt;br /&gt;“WHAT”S WITH THE HAIR SAMM!?!?!?!?!?”&lt;br /&gt;so anyways.&lt;br /&gt;All of us had a good laugh.&lt;br /&gt;But wait! Wait!!! THERE”S MOREE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;We saw enghan outside church. And guess what he was wearing?&lt;br /&gt;WHITE SKINNYS. With black polo.&lt;br /&gt;What a bad combo lahh&lt;br /&gt;Sherry kept insisting he looked like an ah beng.&lt;br /&gt;Well not really lahh&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;br /&gt;So we went for dinner and I ordered char kway teow. Which I later realized all the guys bought.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I’m the only one who’s not weight conscious.&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;br /&gt;So yeah&lt;br /&gt;Then the girls din have space to sit so they found me at the stall to chill with me.&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;br /&gt;Then the most absurd thing happened.&lt;br /&gt;We saw, (ok. I didn’t see but sherry did) that enghan hadn’t zipped his fly.&lt;br /&gt;Ewwwwww………&lt;br /&gt;Then the guys like Justin and Clarence were making fun of him and other sick stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I’m pretty polluted. Mentally.&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;br /&gt;With these guys around, I’ll never stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;br /&gt;I still am&lt;br /&gt;Ok. That’s abt it for my weekends.&lt;br /&gt;So boring right?&lt;br /&gt;I love cell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-2509195240843396069?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/2509195240843396069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=2509195240843396069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/2509195240843396069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/2509195240843396069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-update-cos-you-all-asked-me-to.html' title='I update &apos;cos you all asked me to! :)'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-1796771107951019153</id><published>2008-04-27T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T13:51:28.115-08:00</updated><title type='text'>after darkness comes light cont'd</title><content type='html'>Friday 180408&lt;br /&gt;hmm. so went home at abt 5+p.m.&lt;br /&gt;yeah. then was really bored and took photos of my soft toys.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;I'm so lame right?&lt;br /&gt;hurhur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SBfJFbegWrI/AAAAAAAAAS4/wVbXN8WNst8/s1600-h/IMG_1288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SBfJFbegWrI/AAAAAAAAAS4/wVbXN8WNst8/s200/IMG_1288.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194841790307392178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yeah. then did some work and then at night got a call from Sam lo about abigail's dad. then could not study anymore&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;was quite sad lahh&lt;br /&gt;yupp. then went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday&lt;br /&gt;190408&lt;br /&gt;went for cell at 4p.m.&lt;br /&gt;we prayed in cell.&lt;br /&gt;I went for tuition and then to Singapore Casket.&lt;br /&gt;sad lehh&lt;br /&gt;dun want to say much abt it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalallalalalal&lt;br /&gt;nothing significant happened.&lt;br /&gt;oh then on wednesday, we camwhored in school.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;post picts in another post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3Evangeline&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-1796771107951019153?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/1796771107951019153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=1796771107951019153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/1796771107951019153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/1796771107951019153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/04/after-darkness-comes-light-contd.html' title='after darkness comes light cont&apos;d'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SBfJFbegWrI/AAAAAAAAAS4/wVbXN8WNst8/s72-c/IMG_1288.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-3831820594544064742</id><published>2008-04-24T17:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T13:51:28.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>after the darkness comes light.</title><content type='html'>ok. so after this "period of mourning" I'm back to posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;actually have been quite busy recently.&lt;br /&gt;midyears are coming so I'm chiong-ing.&lt;br /&gt;everyone jiayou k?&lt;br /&gt;I know you all can de.:)&lt;br /&gt;hmm... yeah. quite alot happened since last week.&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY 180408&lt;br /&gt;yeah. we had napfa. cool huh?&lt;br /&gt;ok lahh everyone has napfa. so what's so cool?&lt;br /&gt;I dunno&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;I just think running 2.4km within 13min and 58 secs without even training a single bitt is cool.&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;so we have and A for running!&lt;br /&gt;and I got an A for sit and reach. woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;I trained for that tho.&lt;br /&gt;see lahh, having too long legs is not very good you know.&lt;br /&gt;it's irritating.&lt;br /&gt;hurmph. I jumped 161cm for standing broad jump.&lt;br /&gt;lousy lahh.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I tell you the worst is my pull ups.&lt;br /&gt;wahhh!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;super crazy. I din know I'm so weak de.&lt;br /&gt;only can do 5, which I struggled thru.&lt;br /&gt;haiss...&lt;/div&gt;yeahh. so I finished at like 4+p.m.hmm. managed to take some photos during napfa, photos which are rarely allowed.hmm... see lahh. then you know.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SBGAvregWnI/AAAAAAAAASY/XG-mpemiSqM/s1600-h/IMG_1303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SBGAvregWnI/AAAAAAAAASY/XG-mpemiSqM/s200/IMG_1303.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193073401947773554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SBGAv7egWoI/AAAAAAAAASg/41f6OYHz-Mc/s1600-h/IMG_1305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SBGAv7egWoI/AAAAAAAAASg/41f6OYHz-Mc/s200/IMG_1305.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193073406242740866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SBGAwLegWpI/AAAAAAAAASo/pFFzou5yooo/s1600-h/IMG_1306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SBGAwLegWpI/AAAAAAAAASo/pFFzou5yooo/s200/IMG_1306.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193073410537708178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SBGBKregWqI/AAAAAAAAASw/hlUv1ag2D4E/s1600-h/IMG_1304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SBGBKregWqI/AAAAAAAAASw/hlUv1ag2D4E/s200/IMG_1304.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193073865804241570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hahah usually we're not allowed to take such photos, but since no one was around, I decided to tou tou pai. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, continue another timme.&lt;br /&gt;nxt week probably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-3831820594544064742?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/3831820594544064742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=3831820594544064742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/3831820594544064742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/3831820594544064742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/04/after-darkness-comes-light.html' title='after the darkness comes light.'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/SBGAvregWnI/AAAAAAAAASY/XG-mpemiSqM/s72-c/IMG_1303.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-7785302710182395343</id><published>2008-04-21T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T00:05:37.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jia you abi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yepp. Abigail chua&lt;br /&gt;just wanted you to dedicate a post to you to encourage you.&lt;br /&gt;jia you k?&lt;br /&gt;pray that God will give you strength in your time of need.&lt;br /&gt;and that you won't cry over the matter anymore 'cos God's with you yeah?&lt;br /&gt;erm... yupp. study hard for mid-years. All the best and hope you do well k?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yepp a BIG smile just for you, and a hug. :)&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;God Bless and jiayou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-7785302710182395343?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/7785302710182395343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=7785302710182395343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/7785302710182395343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/7785302710182395343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/04/jia-you-abi.html' title='jia you abi'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-465821500598888848</id><published>2008-04-13T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T19:56:59.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>culmination of DJW</title><content type='html'>yepp.&lt;br /&gt;last week was the last of all follow-up sessions and pastor Glenn's sermons.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;so this week we had combined chapel&lt;br /&gt;pastor wendy watson spoke.&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;she's super funny lahh&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;she reminded us just because we're Christians doesn't mean we can get away from all our sins and like just kepp sinning and asking God for forgiveness like it's free.&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;so I guess it's God's way of warning me to stop doing all the bad stuff.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;ohh yeah. I got a bible with our school logo.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm a sucker for all stuff with the school logo.&lt;br /&gt;like what mrs chong says.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;I officially like switchfoot's one hope.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ONLY HOPE&lt;/span&gt; by switch foot.&lt;br /&gt;There's a song inside of me soul&lt;br /&gt;It's the one that I've tried to&lt;br /&gt;write over and over again&lt;br /&gt;I'm awake in the infinite cold&lt;br /&gt;But You sing to me over and over again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I lay my head back down&lt;br /&gt;And I lift my hands&lt;br /&gt;and pray to be only Yours&lt;br /&gt;I pray to be only Yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I know You're my only hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing to me the song of the stars&lt;br /&gt;Of Your galaxy dancing and laughing&lt;br /&gt;and laughing again&lt;br /&gt;When it feels like my drams are so far&lt;br /&gt;Sing to me of the plans that You&lt;br /&gt;have for me over again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give You my apathy&lt;br /&gt;I'm giving You all of me&lt;br /&gt;I want Your symphony&lt;br /&gt;Singing in all that I am&lt;br /&gt;At the top of my lungs I'm giving it back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t5Tpgo0a5Ac&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t5Tpgo0a5Ac&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-465821500598888848?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/465821500598888848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=465821500598888848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/465821500598888848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/465821500598888848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/04/culmination-of-djw.html' title='culmination of DJW'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-2915439564414472625</id><published>2008-04-08T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T13:51:28.698-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh my TANN!!</title><content type='html'>haha bet you all din know that I have a cool tann on my arm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it says JACKSON.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;show you all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186775801542965058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_shHFyPd0I/AAAAAAAAASQ/kXINO1xjPJ0/s200/Picture+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's from swim meet lahh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I painted the word on myself and tanned. so I got thiss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;crystal painted her face warrior style.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like 2 lines on her face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she din get the tan tho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cos she's so dark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-2915439564414472625?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/2915439564414472625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=2915439564414472625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/2915439564414472625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/2915439564414472625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/04/oh-my-tann.html' title='oh my TANN!!'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_shHFyPd0I/AAAAAAAAASQ/kXINO1xjPJ0/s72-c/Picture+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-6539955388663983687</id><published>2008-04-07T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T13:51:32.657-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MORE PHOTOS!!!! (cldds: alethea's birthday and competition dayy!!!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_seMFyPdvI/AAAAAAAAARo/JleXFCJkD7Q/s1600-h/alethea+make+up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186772588907427570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_seMFyPdvI/AAAAAAAAARo/JleXFCJkD7Q/s200/alethea+make+up.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_seMlyPdwI/AAAAAAAAARw/f70A3vGMU58/s1600-h/bao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186772597497362178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_seMlyPdwI/AAAAAAAAARw/f70A3vGMU58/s200/bao.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_seNFyPdxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/_8PlMt815hQ/s1600-h/chui.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186772606087296786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_seNFyPdxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/_8PlMt815hQ/s200/chui.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_seNVyPdyI/AAAAAAAAASA/eOo8045jTZ4/s1600-h/IMG_1164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186772610382264098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_seNVyPdyI/AAAAAAAAASA/eOo8045jTZ4/s200/IMG_1164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_seNlyPdzI/AAAAAAAAASI/VgzDZjMdA80/s1600-h/zoe+and+yen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186772614677231410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_seNlyPdzI/AAAAAAAAASI/VgzDZjMdA80/s200/zoe+and+yen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_sZNVyPduI/AAAAAAAAARg/QpfTu9MrQic/s1600-h/woah.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_sYolyPdoI/AAAAAAAAAQw/kuP0WyV-zoY/s1600-h/kenny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186766481463932546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_sYolyPdoI/AAAAAAAAAQw/kuP0WyV-zoY/s200/kenny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_sYpFyPdpI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/M9DpSCDwj6Y/s1600-h/ladies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186766490053867154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_sYpFyPdpI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/M9DpSCDwj6Y/s200/ladies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_sYpVyPdqI/AAAAAAAAARA/Hh3_5DkDsmM/s1600-h/lao+ren.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_sYplyPdrI/AAAAAAAAARI/R2w_RxLcDxo/s1600-h/mabel+and+alethea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186766498643801778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_sYplyPdrI/AAAAAAAAARI/R2w_RxLcDxo/s200/mabel+and+alethea.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_sYLlyPdjI/AAAAAAAAAQI/ok7xZ-4q65k/s1600-h/CRYSTAL!!!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186765983247726130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_sYLlyPdjI/AAAAAAAAAQI/ok7xZ-4q65k/s200/CRYSTAL!!!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_sYMVyPdkI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/5e_Xs57v0G0/s1600-h/extra+kenna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186765996132628034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_sYMVyPdkI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/5e_Xs57v0G0/s200/extra+kenna.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_sYM1yPdlI/AAAAAAAAAQY/BzwCsF0Eelw/s1600-h/family+photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186766004722562642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_sYM1yPdlI/AAAAAAAAAQY/BzwCsF0Eelw/s200/family+photo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_sYNFyPdmI/AAAAAAAAAQg/Fu9bTlUW5X4/s1600-h/jasmine.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_sX0VyPdfI/AAAAAAAAAPo/zBwboOu-R84/s1600-h/belle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186765583815767538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_sX0VyPdfI/AAAAAAAAAPo/zBwboOu-R84/s200/belle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_sX0lyPdgI/AAAAAAAAAPw/dXCBQaCqcUY/s1600-h/belle+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186765588110734850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_sX0lyPdgI/AAAAAAAAAPw/dXCBQaCqcUY/s200/belle+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_sX1FyPdhI/AAAAAAAAAP4/njn3uY5BLDU/s1600-h/belle+and+lao+ren.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186765596700669458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_sX1FyPdhI/AAAAAAAAAP4/njn3uY5BLDU/s200/belle+and+lao+ren.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_sXMFyPdZI/AAAAAAAAAO4/pN90GSFdMoU/s1600-h/random.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186764892326032786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_sXMFyPdZI/AAAAAAAAAO4/pN90GSFdMoU/s200/random.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_sXMlyPdaI/AAAAAAAAAPA/iNt7mTakF7U/s1600-h/the+hand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186764900915967394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_sXMlyPdaI/AAAAAAAAAPA/iNt7mTakF7U/s200/the+hand.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_sXNFyPdbI/AAAAAAAAAPI/-sa2d6EXpeI/s1600-h/ahh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186764909505902002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_sXNFyPdbI/AAAAAAAAAPI/-sa2d6EXpeI/s200/ahh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_sXNlyPddI/AAAAAAAAAPY/vLy8jCtymqo/s1600-h/audrey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186764918095836626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_sXNlyPddI/AAAAAAAAAPY/vLy8jCtymqo/s200/audrey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_sWEVyPdUI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/yCKpQQUJZ-Y/s1600-h/chui+and+belle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186763659670418754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_sWEVyPdUI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/yCKpQQUJZ-Y/s200/chui+and+belle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_sWElyPdVI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Y8ay8Xcayf8/s1600-h/floor.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_sWE1yPdWI/AAAAAAAAAOg/KhZ6kSuQu8g/s1600-h/kenny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186763668260353378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_sWE1yPdWI/AAAAAAAAAOg/KhZ6kSuQu8g/s200/kenny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_sWFFyPdXI/AAAAAAAAAOo/VpuU0cdtqEs/s1600-h/larine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186763672555320690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_sWFFyPdXI/AAAAAAAAAOo/VpuU0cdtqEs/s200/larine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_sWFVyPdYI/AAAAAAAAAOw/x7lAB52o518/s1600-h/lights.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186763676850288002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_sWFVyPdYI/AAAAAAAAAOw/x7lAB52o518/s200/lights.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_sU21yPdPI/AAAAAAAAANo/5HQW1FgsQBk/s1600-h/alethea.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_sU3FyPdQI/AAAAAAAAANw/JaaWVJiZiSM/s1600-h/alethea+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186762332525524226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_sU3FyPdQI/AAAAAAAAANw/JaaWVJiZiSM/s200/alethea+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_sU3lyPdRI/AAAAAAAAAN4/y5ma-lqlRSA/s1600-h/alethea+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186762341115458834" style="DISPLAY: block; 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(cldds: alethea&apos;s birthday and competition dayy!!!)'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_seMFyPdvI/AAAAAAAAARo/JleXFCJkD7Q/s72-c/alethea+make+up.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-4619969761820289692</id><published>2008-04-07T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T13:51:36.291-08:00</updated><title type='text'>more picts!!!! 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(from cip.'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_r2c1yPdNI/AAAAAAAAANY/YVode6GSCmM/s72-c/stickers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-6139510126964639075</id><published>2008-04-06T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T19:58:08.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>confirmation service!!!!</title><content type='html'>woohoo!!!&lt;br /&gt;haha saturday was nat, sherry, nicholas lai and enghan's baptism confirmation service.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;was during 4pm service lahh.&lt;br /&gt;so we all found worship very weird.&lt;br /&gt;but nvm lahh&lt;br /&gt;like what sam lo always says "It's not the ambiance, not the music, not the lighting that counts.&lt;br /&gt;It's your attitude towards worshiping God." yepp. THAT lecture.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;anyways this bishop guy from the dunno what anglican church (basically the BIG BOSS of all the anglican churches) came to do sermon and ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;he came in the bishop costume thingie.&lt;br /&gt;no lahh, he's not as boring as you think.&lt;br /&gt;he's quite interesting.&lt;br /&gt;hurhur&lt;br /&gt;when he was going to pray for us, he told us that we may experience the holy spirit in many ways.&lt;br /&gt;like breaking out in tongues.&lt;br /&gt;or having a sour taste in our mouths 'cos God is releasing us to mister for Him.&lt;br /&gt;or basically getting slain.&lt;br /&gt;sry lahh to those non-Christians reading this post.&lt;br /&gt;it's abit cheem.&lt;br /&gt;but you can ask me abt it k?&lt;br /&gt;I SHOULD be able to answer you. (I think)&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;so sherry, nat and I were all pretty scared that we would get slained.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;not that "lucky" ba.&lt;br /&gt;we din get slain.&lt;br /&gt;I think jemina did tho. (sry i'm writing this jemina. dunno whether you think it's private)&lt;br /&gt;yupp.&lt;br /&gt;so it's quite scary.&lt;br /&gt;sherry cried. (sry abt this again. abit of a sensitive topic.)&lt;br /&gt;yupp.&lt;br /&gt;other ppl who got confirmed were: Kenneth, Keith, Kai en (haha all start with K), Jemina and some of her cell ppl.&lt;br /&gt;yupp and other adults.&lt;br /&gt;hurhur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now about the COMPETITION!!!!&lt;br /&gt;the cldds drama competition.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;super cool lahh.&lt;br /&gt;ended very early.&lt;br /&gt;even before the 14 minute bell rung to warn us that time was gonna be up.&lt;br /&gt;yupp. only 1 flaw.&lt;br /&gt;stella din slap properly.&lt;br /&gt;aiyah.&lt;br /&gt;nvm lah.&lt;br /&gt;wo bu guai ni.&lt;br /&gt;nobody does.&lt;br /&gt;and alethea's mum makes really nice barley drink!&lt;br /&gt;haha. thanks mann!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;will post more photos in next post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Evangeline&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-6139510126964639075?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/6139510126964639075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=6139510126964639075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/6139510126964639075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/6139510126964639075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/04/confirmation-service.html' title='confirmation service!!!!'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-622851187344592277</id><published>2008-04-02T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T13:51:38.152-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PHOTO SPAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_SAnFyPc0I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/OflNHqM2zJk/s1600-h/grp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_SAoFyPc3I/AAAAAAAAAKo/BJwKI9iDsYg/s200/kid.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184910497246311282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_SAoVyPc4I/AAAAAAAAAKw/wZiLvZQtpls/s1600-h/kid+and+bookmark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_SAoVyPc4I/AAAAAAAAAKw/wZiLvZQtpls/s200/kid+and+bookmark.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184910501541278594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_SAGVyPcvI/AAAAAAAAAJo/XO1avitIaM0/s1600-h/bookmark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_SAGVyPcvI/AAAAAAAAAJo/XO1avitIaM0/s200/bookmark.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184909917425726194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_SAGlyPcwI/AAAAAAAAAJw/7u3cxv6ngMg/s1600-h/can+tower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_SAGlyPcwI/AAAAAAAAAJw/7u3cxv6ngMg/s200/can+tower.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184909921720693506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_SAHFyPcxI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/RgzKtXFr33c/s1600-h/class.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_SAHFyPcxI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/RgzKtXFr33c/s200/class.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184909930310628114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_SAHlyPcyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/v377xl3FhuI/s1600-h/class+photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_SAHlyPcyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/v377xl3FhuI/s200/class+photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184909938900562722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_SAH1yPczI/AAAAAAAAAKI/fa4xVPh7VYc/s1600-h/class+photo+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_SAH1yPczI/AAAAAAAAAKI/fa4xVPh7VYc/s200/class+photo+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184909943195530034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hang on, there's more.&lt;br /&gt;got no time now.&lt;br /&gt;do it another time!!!&lt;br /&gt;next week probably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Evangeline&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-622851187344592277?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/622851187344592277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=622851187344592277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/622851187344592277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/622851187344592277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/04/photo-spam.html' title='PHOTO SPAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R_SAnFyPc0I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/OflNHqM2zJk/s72-c/grp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-3099153747535797384</id><published>2008-04-02T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T23:50:17.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CIP</title><content type='html'>April fool's day was cip day.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;no jokes played on us tho&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;our cip was unique&lt;br /&gt;different from other classes one.&lt;br /&gt;other classes either went to alexandra hospital to do gardening or went to pick rubbish at west coast.&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;we get to play games!&lt;br /&gt;no actually, organise games.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;we did games station for green day&lt;br /&gt;mostly primary school kids came lahh&lt;br /&gt;no secondary school kids came.&lt;br /&gt;haiss:(&lt;br /&gt;April fools day was also Alethea's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;since we got no cca on tuesday,&lt;br /&gt;we surprised her yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;ahaha&lt;br /&gt;kendra bought a cake.&lt;br /&gt;nice nice one.&lt;br /&gt;have some photos of her expression and the cake but too lazy to upload. :P&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;you should have seen her.&lt;br /&gt;she so pai seh. :)&lt;br /&gt;next post is gonna be flooded with photos.&lt;br /&gt;of cip.&lt;br /&gt;none of alethea 'cos I haven't uploaded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;happy birthday Paul!!!!!! (in advance!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-3099153747535797384?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/3099153747535797384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=3099153747535797384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/3099153747535797384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/3099153747535797384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/04/cip.html' title='CIP'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-6702016232664249125</id><published>2008-03-30T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T23:57:11.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WEEEEEEEKKKKKKKKKK (WEEEAAAAAAAAAKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!)</title><content type='html'>hey hey.&lt;br /&gt;today we had pastor glenn over for chapel again.&lt;br /&gt;AND this time I decided that I won't miss out.&lt;br /&gt;so I PON-ed.&lt;br /&gt;HAH.&lt;br /&gt;too bad for them.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;pastor Glenn's message was quite cool!&lt;br /&gt;veri worth the pon-ing.&lt;br /&gt;He talked about distored conceptions about God.&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;so some ppl have distorted conceptions of God&lt;br /&gt;like they thinkGod will punish them if they do wrong.&lt;br /&gt;but then a verse in Zephania says that God quiets us when we got problem.&lt;br /&gt;He comforts us.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I heard from amadea (or however you spell)&lt;br /&gt;that service last week was uber funn.&lt;br /&gt;lucky pigs mann you all.&lt;br /&gt;sherry!!! why you never come for cell!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;hurhur&lt;br /&gt;heard that they sang "I'm free" and everyone went wild.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;It's always like that.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;like the video I posted the other time on sonic edge band's album launch.&lt;br /&gt;except I know last week's was MUCH wilder.&lt;br /&gt;haiss.&lt;br /&gt;wish I could have gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this week I have so many things.&lt;br /&gt;It's scary k?&lt;br /&gt;see arh, I have cldds competition.&lt;br /&gt;like on sat.&lt;br /&gt;just before confirmation service&lt;br /&gt;so we better pick the early lot or else I cannot act.&lt;br /&gt;haiss.&lt;br /&gt;so we are chiong-ing&lt;br /&gt;have to stay back everyday&lt;br /&gt;for International friend ship day oso&lt;br /&gt;'cos like I'm the "model" representing mi class.&lt;br /&gt;have to dress as a cowboy to represent texas&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;I hear you all laughing.&lt;br /&gt;OI! dun laugh lahh!&lt;br /&gt;I was forced to do it one!&lt;br /&gt;hurmph&lt;br /&gt;nvm.&lt;br /&gt;just dun say a word abt it.&lt;br /&gt;it's uber scary to model on stage in front of the entire school and do some stupid poses.&lt;br /&gt;ah wells&lt;br /&gt;that's it.&lt;br /&gt;love you all.&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Evangeline&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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(WEEEAAAAAAAAAKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!)'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-2056490191019491694</id><published>2008-03-24T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T20:29:15.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Re-dedication worshop</title><content type='html'>ok.&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't have ticked the rededication box for DJW.&lt;br /&gt;like rededication worshop is so lousy.&lt;br /&gt;rahh.&lt;br /&gt;so borring.&lt;br /&gt;like just have some boring woman come and talk for chapel.&lt;br /&gt;then we all xian xian like that.&lt;br /&gt;can't blame us whatt&lt;br /&gt;all so tired.&lt;br /&gt;cannot pay attention.&lt;br /&gt;somemorespeaker so boring.&lt;br /&gt;dunno how to wake us up.&lt;br /&gt;haiss.&lt;br /&gt;then I asked Monica who did sermon for main chapel.&lt;br /&gt;she said "glenn lim"&lt;br /&gt;WHATTT THE!&lt;br /&gt;you know pastor glenn's sermons are like super interesting, meaningful, and funny.&lt;br /&gt;hurmph.&lt;br /&gt;so I've made up my mind to pon the rededication workshop.&lt;br /&gt;HA.&lt;br /&gt;so no one can make me change my mind.&lt;br /&gt;SO.&lt;br /&gt;hahax.&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking foward to nest monday!&lt;br /&gt;woohoo!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3Evangeline&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-2056490191019491694?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/2056490191019491694/comments/default' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-2811109493835582063</id><published>2008-03-23T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T13:51:43.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitter Sweet</title><content type='html'>Last week was so weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;happy and sad.&lt;div&gt;sad 'cos Sam wong is leaving for Shanghai for 2 months for internship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sobbs.&lt;/div&gt;will miss you sam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haiss. any ways,&lt;/div&gt;then last week we did the DNA percute lamba thing in Life sci.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was kinda fun. hahax&lt;/div&gt;Took loads of picts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;then oso on sat went to grand aunty's house to celebrate Alexandra's B'day.&lt;/div&gt;He's so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha.&lt;/div&gt;he's one this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and pretty bald.&lt;/div&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I onli have 1 pict with him tho.... :(&lt;/div&gt;haiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll try to upload the photos now.&lt;/div&gt;If I can't finish, I'll continue tmr.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R-h0KFyPcUI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/EUGhEh0gsD0/s1600-h/gloves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181519087990174018" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R-h0KFyPcUI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/EUGhEh0gsD0/s200/gloves.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181532071676309874" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R-h_91yPcXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/mzCb_n9-DnU/s200/kill+MON%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R-sTpFyPctI/AAAAAAAAAJY/0YS69WwPuZg/s1600-h/ray+of+light.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R-sTpFyPctI/AAAAAAAAAJY/0YS69WwPuZg/s200/ray+of+light.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182257392868356818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R-sTplyPcuI/AAAAAAAAAJg/ALWaBZ2wB9k/s1600-h/zilian+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R-sTplyPcuI/AAAAAAAAAJg/ALWaBZ2wB9k/s200/zilian+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182257401458291426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;THERE DONE. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&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;/p&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;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-2811109493835582063?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/2811109493835582063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=2811109493835582063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/2811109493835582063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/2811109493835582063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/03/bitter-sweet.html' title='Bitter Sweet'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R-h0KFyPcUI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/EUGhEh0gsD0/s72-c/gloves.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-7978779581327115652</id><published>2008-03-18T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T20:28:05.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DJW</title><content type='html'>this week is DJW. as in Discover Jesus week&lt;br /&gt;'cos this week in like good friday and easter.&lt;br /&gt;so we had like the worship team from GMC. (grace methodist church.)&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;their band is okayish I guess.&lt;br /&gt;quite weird.&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;I think I still like our church band better.&lt;br /&gt;ohhs btw, the blogskin is under construction.&lt;br /&gt;so pls dun tagg on the tagboard 'cos it's not mine.&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;yepp.&lt;br /&gt;that's it.&lt;br /&gt;I like Break Free as in the song.&lt;br /&gt;the GMC band made it sound so bad that I'm posting a proper version from youtube mann.&lt;br /&gt;enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5ejB2Ivyu0A&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5ejB2Ivyu0A&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 evangeline&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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title='DJW'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-5934717282996372887</id><published>2008-03-10T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T19:34:58.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apologies.</title><content type='html'>sry to you all who were offended by my previous post.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno why I did it but then once again, I'm really sry.&lt;br /&gt;it's like I dunno how to explain.&lt;br /&gt;yes I know I was being really mean and all.&lt;br /&gt;I am very very very sorry.&lt;br /&gt;like dun mistake me ba.&lt;br /&gt;I din mean it that way.&lt;br /&gt;like I was just quite disappointed that after practising for so long.&lt;br /&gt;like now I dun dare to go back to school on monday again.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really really sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Dunno how you all will kan dai me when we go back to school on monday.&lt;br /&gt;but I hope you all dun dao me.&lt;br /&gt;I'll try hard not to bring this topic up again.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all will do the same and once again, I'm really sorry.&lt;br /&gt;hope you all can forgive me... :(&lt;br /&gt;:( Evangeline (I'm really not smiling and I mean it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* a letter of regret. apologies.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-5934717282996372887?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/5934717282996372887/comments/default' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-3516878985908667275</id><published>2008-03-05T19:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T19:37:42.754-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mass Skipping Horror</title><content type='html'>ok. so just now was mass skipping.&lt;br /&gt;tepps...&lt;br /&gt;It was really dumb. considering how much we practised.&lt;br /&gt;haiss...&lt;br /&gt;we only managed 8 today when we could manage 20 the other day during practise...&lt;br /&gt;I super pissed at some ppl.&lt;br /&gt;not only do they deny when they are obviously the one at fault but they also point at others....&lt;br /&gt;can't stand these ppl.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno if I'm like that to some of you although I try not to.&lt;br /&gt;yeas.&lt;br /&gt;so tmr is chinese camp and x-country.&lt;br /&gt;heh...&lt;br /&gt;we're having x-country at west coast park.&lt;br /&gt;hope I have fun and not mull over stupid stuff...&lt;br /&gt;haiss...&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;amandea wants me compete with me(I dunno how to spell your nome. sry)&lt;br /&gt;yeas.&lt;br /&gt;she's in x-country cca... like that how can!?&lt;br /&gt;No fair sia....&lt;br /&gt;hehheh...&lt;br /&gt;yupps.&lt;br /&gt;see ya all mg girls running like siao tmr at west coast.&lt;br /&gt;If you all non-mg girls are free tmr, come down to west coast.&lt;br /&gt;there will be free show to watch.&lt;br /&gt;guaranteed to burst your ear drums and give you a good laugh.&lt;br /&gt;hurhurs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Evangeline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;pissive~something or someone that makes you pissed&lt;br /&gt;Pissed~a feeling of annoyance or anger towards something or someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Horror'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-187127409978152879</id><published>2008-03-03T19:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T19:34:56.597-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THAT JI TERROIST</title><content type='html'>wahh... I know that this is a really late post but yeas...&lt;br /&gt;some JI terroist escaped from the whitely road detention centre.&lt;br /&gt;which is like super diao cos I thought that s'pore's security is like super good one!&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;this makes singapore super dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;somemore it's so near mg lahh!&lt;br /&gt;near acs barker.&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;bro school&lt;br /&gt;nat and amanda were lamenting about how near st margs was to the detention ctr.&lt;br /&gt;hahax...&lt;br /&gt;they were like so scared that the terrorist would attack them lorrs!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I think the 1st school that the terrorist would attack will be SCGS.&lt;br /&gt;HA&lt;br /&gt; sad.&lt;br /&gt;too bad for them.&lt;br /&gt;hurhur...&lt;br /&gt;the police are like still searching in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;they should search like overseas liao lorrs....&lt;br /&gt;I think he like escaped to indonesia liao.&lt;br /&gt;yeas...&lt;br /&gt;they should search labrador park too&lt;br /&gt;hahax...&lt;br /&gt;that place got so much forested area mahh...&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;aiyah...&lt;br /&gt;whatever but must tell the police to jia you lorrs! ( Haha I sound lame)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 evangeline&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-187127409978152879?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/187127409978152879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=187127409978152879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/187127409978152879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/187127409978152879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/03/that-ji-terroist.html' title='THAT JI TERROIST'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-3327453571091801274</id><published>2008-02-28T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T19:34:20.101-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How do I explain this?</title><content type='html'>heyyas!&lt;br /&gt;just now was pe. we spent the entire period practising for mass skipping...&lt;br /&gt;some ppl could not jump. dunno why they join at all.&lt;br /&gt;not like I have anything against them but then, you know.... we're skipping for our class!&lt;br /&gt;why do they want to mess us up?&lt;br /&gt;anyways...&lt;br /&gt;Aditi and I had a discussion about her and my religion.&lt;br /&gt;Her religion is hinduism see...&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna like convert her....&lt;br /&gt;it's not gonna be easy but yes... I'll try.&lt;br /&gt;She thinks that all religions are more or less the same.&lt;br /&gt;yea...&lt;br /&gt;so like she's quite strong in her religion.&lt;br /&gt;Must try really hard.&lt;br /&gt;Trust that the Lord will open her heart to His works.&lt;br /&gt;Problem is that she's quite a debater although like she's not in debate.&lt;br /&gt;yea... she can find 101 reasons to argue back...&lt;br /&gt;must try and convince her.&lt;br /&gt;yeas...&lt;br /&gt;all you christians must support me K?&lt;br /&gt;give me advice mann!&lt;br /&gt;I need your support.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh this sounds so cliche....&lt;br /&gt;nvm.&lt;br /&gt;yes... will be working on it frm now.&lt;br /&gt;ohh. and I need to work on my subjects all well.&lt;br /&gt;Din do too well for all my tests.&lt;br /&gt;I need HELP desperately....&lt;br /&gt;YES.&lt;br /&gt;jiayou Evangeline!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Evangeline&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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this?'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-2787493347581077664</id><published>2008-02-27T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T13:51:44.629-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://www.blogger.com/img/gl.photo.gif'/><title type='text'>test results</title><content type='html'>hie....&lt;br /&gt;xian lahh yesterday got back chem results.&lt;br /&gt;yepp got 24/30 very low according to my expectations.&lt;br /&gt;highest was fullmarks lors!! of course i very bui song correct?&lt;br /&gt;haiss.. yea.. low marks low marks low marks... xian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then just now got back life science test&lt;br /&gt;I dunno how mrs lam marks it so fast...&lt;br /&gt;aiyah. anyway got 24.5/30&lt;br /&gt;highest 27 so yea... not too bad for life science. :P&lt;br /&gt;my marks seem to be like hovering around 24+&lt;br /&gt;yeas hope I can improve.&lt;br /&gt;I know it's like still an A1 lahh but my class so smart like that how can?&lt;br /&gt;yepp&lt;br /&gt;later I think I'm gonna get back my geog paper.&lt;br /&gt;so wish me luck mann....&lt;br /&gt;it was so tough lorrs!&lt;br /&gt;anyways, good news.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese test was postponed to nxt week cos lao shi said that all the laoshis were too busy to mark papers.&lt;br /&gt;yep&lt;br /&gt;like that lorrs.&lt;br /&gt;Here's a picture that I drew on paint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R8YsLJfavrI/AAAAAAAAAFI/XYvyyB4it5g/s1600-h/why+so+stress+mg+girl.bmp"&gt;&lt;img 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/2787493347581077664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/2787493347581077664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/02/test-results.html' title='test results'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R8YsLJfavrI/AAAAAAAAAFI/XYvyyB4it5g/s72-c/why+so+stress+mg+girl.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-98795208939741658</id><published>2008-02-25T17:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T17:38:07.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Health check</title><content type='html'>ok... this is like so lousy.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we had health check.&lt;br /&gt;Had to check the backbone thingie.&lt;br /&gt;Nurse said that my backbone is crooked by more than 5 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;yepps so I have to go to HPB for further checks...&lt;br /&gt;lame leh...&lt;br /&gt;but better than some other ppl...&lt;br /&gt;some ppl have to go to HPB 'cos they shot up 5 cm frm pri 6 to Sec 1 then frm sec 1 to sec 2 only grow 1cm.&lt;br /&gt;yeas...&lt;br /&gt;another lame reason to send us to HPB.&lt;br /&gt;heh heh...&lt;br /&gt;guess I'll have to start sitting up STRAIGHT which I'm not very good at.&lt;br /&gt;haiss...&lt;br /&gt;will try to improve my posture tho.&lt;br /&gt;just now had life sci test.&lt;br /&gt;was quite tough...&lt;br /&gt;tikam tikam... hope guess those I din know corrtectly...&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;yepps&lt;br /&gt;love you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Evangeline&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-98795208939741658?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/98795208939741658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=98795208939741658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/98795208939741658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/98795208939741658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/02/health-check.html' title='Health check'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-5278909218102500996</id><published>2008-02-24T19:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T20:00:10.595-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yet another song I LOVE...</title><content type='html'>yepps here's another song that I love.&lt;br /&gt;yeas.&lt;br /&gt;I'm free in Christ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Am Free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Through You the blind will see&lt;br /&gt;Through You the mute will sing&lt;br /&gt;Through You the dead will rise&lt;br /&gt;Through You all hearts will praise&lt;br /&gt;Through You the darkness flees&lt;br /&gt;Through You my heart screams, I am free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am free to run&lt;br /&gt;(I am free to run)&lt;br /&gt;I am free to dance&lt;br /&gt;(I am free to dance)&lt;br /&gt;I am free to live for you&lt;br /&gt;(I am free to live for you)&lt;br /&gt;I am free&lt;br /&gt;(I am free)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;I am free&lt;br /&gt;I am free&lt;br /&gt;I am free to run&lt;br /&gt;(I am free to run)&lt;br /&gt;I am free to dance&lt;br /&gt;(I am free to dance)&lt;br /&gt;I am free to live for you&lt;br /&gt;(I am free to live for you&lt;br /&gt;I am free&lt;br /&gt;(I am free)&lt;br /&gt;Yes I am free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REPEAT X1&lt;/p&gt;&lt;3 Evangeline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qTQmdi69EkY&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qTQmdi69EkY&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-5278909218102500996?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/5278909218102500996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=5278909218102500996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/5278909218102500996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/5278909218102500996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/02/yet-another-song-i-love.html' title='yet another song I LOVE...'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-487547507776451649</id><published>2008-02-24T17:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T17:39:23.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change of blog url</title><content type='html'>heyyas...&lt;br /&gt;changed blog url.&lt;br /&gt;tagged you all abt it.&lt;br /&gt;sry if I missed any one out. :P&lt;br /&gt;hehs...&lt;br /&gt;love this song now.&lt;br /&gt;Believe that God's always there for me.&lt;br /&gt;yeas.&lt;br /&gt;here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How can I keep from singing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is an endless song&lt;br /&gt;Echoes in my soul&lt;br /&gt;I hear the music ring&lt;br /&gt;And though the storms may come&lt;br /&gt;I am holding on&lt;br /&gt;To the rock I cling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I keep from singing Your praise&lt;br /&gt;How can I ever say enough&lt;br /&gt;How amazing is Your love&lt;br /&gt;How can I keep from shouting Your name&lt;br /&gt;I know I am loved by the King&lt;br /&gt;And it makes my heart want to sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will lift my eyes&lt;br /&gt;In the darkest night&lt;br /&gt;For I know my Savior lives&lt;br /&gt;And I will walk with You&lt;br /&gt;Knowing You'll see me through&lt;br /&gt;And sing the songs You give&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can sing in the troubled times&lt;br /&gt;Sing when I win&lt;br /&gt;I can sing when I lose my step&lt;br /&gt;And fall down again&lt;br /&gt;I can sing 'cause You pick me up&lt;br /&gt;Sing 'cause You're there&lt;br /&gt;I can sing 'cause You hear me,&lt;br /&gt;LordWhen I call to You in prayer&lt;br /&gt;I can sing with my last breath&lt;br /&gt;Sing for I know&lt;br /&gt;That I'll sing with the angels&lt;br /&gt;And the saints around the throne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tQI5wxtH6OY&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tQI5wxtH6OY&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-487547507776451649?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/487547507776451649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=487547507776451649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/487547507776451649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/487547507776451649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/02/change-of-blog-url.html' title='Change of blog url'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-7440007342700211951</id><published>2008-02-22T01:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T02:16:46.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay for singapore!!!</title><content type='html'>W00TS!!! singapore won th ebit for the YOUTH OLYMPICS!!!&lt;br /&gt;yay yay....&lt;br /&gt;so cool huh...&lt;br /&gt;I'm a youth of Singapore and am proud of it.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;so yeahs...&lt;br /&gt;hehheh...&lt;br /&gt;dunno whether I know of any sports person who is good enuff to compete...&lt;br /&gt;hahax...&lt;br /&gt;If Iknow of any person...&lt;br /&gt;then must tell them to jiayou...&lt;br /&gt;hehe...&lt;br /&gt;yepps...&lt;br /&gt;tmr is sat.&lt;br /&gt;I got prayed 1 prayed for Monica...&lt;br /&gt;very rushed one.&lt;br /&gt;but I meant it although I recited the blessings off the blessing card....&lt;br /&gt;it's like this card where there are 12 blessings to tick.&lt;br /&gt;supposed to give to preferably non belivers and pray with them for the blessings.&lt;br /&gt;yars...&lt;br /&gt;takes alot of courage to like approach the person and pray for her one to one.&lt;br /&gt;yeas.&lt;br /&gt;and we have NYAA.&lt;br /&gt;national youth achievement award.&lt;br /&gt;like I'm doing bronze.&lt;br /&gt;yeas.&lt;br /&gt;for the uninitiated, it's like we mut complete 4 components :&lt;br /&gt;Service : 15 hours cip (WHATT!?!?!)&lt;br /&gt;Adventure: 2days and 1 night in an unfamilar environment. (going MGS rocs 2 to malaysia so that's settled)&lt;br /&gt;Skill: I'm just gonna bribe the lao shi for cldds to endorse me for acting skills... (my acting sucks)&lt;br /&gt;Physical recreation: This is the hard part...&lt;br /&gt;have to take up a spot but dunno wad to take.&lt;br /&gt;wanna learn shooting. dunno If it's considered a sport by NYAA's standard...&lt;br /&gt;heard it's really expensive. so dunno if it's the right choice.&lt;br /&gt;so yepps dun even kow if I should join NYAA..&lt;br /&gt;later got so no time to complete then so embarassing...&lt;br /&gt;how arh? Alot of ppl joining.&lt;br /&gt;yeas.&lt;br /&gt;get 2 cca points for it.&lt;br /&gt;very despo but how else to get points?&lt;br /&gt;so I need advise man...&lt;br /&gt;you all tagg and tell me.&lt;br /&gt;yepps...&lt;br /&gt;gonna go slog it out for nxt week's tests then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-7440007342700211951?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/7440007342700211951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=7440007342700211951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/7440007342700211951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/7440007342700211951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/02/yay-for-s.html' title='Yay for singapore!!!'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-1313631545010976939</id><published>2008-02-20T20:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T21:02:36.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid geog test</title><content type='html'>yeas...&lt;br /&gt;juz now the test was so not ok...&lt;br /&gt;cannot finish...&lt;br /&gt;haissh.&lt;br /&gt;ok just wanna tell you all abt the test...&lt;br /&gt;that's it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3Evangeline&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-1313631545010976939?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/1313631545010976939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=1313631545010976939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/1313631545010976939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/1313631545010976939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/02/stupid-geog-test.html' title='Stupid geog test'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-2017005390839381666</id><published>2008-02-20T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T19:39:31.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is one crazy crazy week.</title><content type='html'>Yeahs.... This is one crazy crazy week.&lt;br /&gt;haiss...&lt;br /&gt;we have like so many many tests this week.&lt;br /&gt;super siann...  later is geog test. dunno whether can do well or not...&lt;br /&gt;yeahs... so like sad sia.&lt;br /&gt;stress like what like that.&lt;br /&gt;but come nxt week even worse...&lt;br /&gt;nxt week tuesday have 3 tests then on thurs got chinese test..&lt;br /&gt;ok so nxt week have home ec, life science, maths and chinese.&lt;br /&gt;need to study for life science and home ec.&lt;br /&gt;maths need to practise. chinese dunno how lohhs....&lt;br /&gt;other that mi fellow mg girls, you all dunno what is life science right?&lt;br /&gt;like cell replication, meiosis, mitosis, protein synthesis...&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah....&lt;br /&gt;like dun even know how to explain to you.&lt;br /&gt;haiss... aiyah. suan le ba. explain also no use. dun waste my time les.&lt;br /&gt;yeas. hope I do well for geog later...&lt;br /&gt;history and lit was ok this week... I guess.&lt;br /&gt;dunno lah just gotta write and write and write....&lt;br /&gt;dun even know whether correct or not...&lt;br /&gt;yepps...&lt;br /&gt;just do my best and God will do the rest.&lt;br /&gt;I will trust God.&lt;br /&gt;yeas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Evangeline&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-2017005390839381666?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/2017005390839381666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=2017005390839381666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/2017005390839381666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/2017005390839381666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/02/this-is-one-crazy-crazy-week.html' title='This is one crazy crazy week.'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-7642973994683366286</id><published>2008-02-18T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T00:04:24.235-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TO ALL MY BEST FRIENDS:</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;HI HI!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Friend: calls your parents by mr. and mrs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best friend: calls your parents dad and mom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend: has never seen you cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Friend: has always had the best shoulder to cry on  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend: never asks for anything to eat or drink  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best friend: opens the fridge and makes herself at home &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend: asks you to write down your number. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Best friend : they ask you for their number ( cuz they can't remember it)&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Friend: borrows your stuff for a few days then gives it back&lt;/span&gt;                    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; Best friend: has a closet full of your stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Friend: only knows a few things about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Best friend: could write a biography on your life&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Friend: will leave you behind if that is what the crowd is doing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Best friend: will always go with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Friend: would delete this letter&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Best friend: will send this back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;to me and all of their online buddies&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Friends Forever!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Written with a pen&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Sealed with a kiss&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;If you are my friend,&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please answer this:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Are we friends or are we not?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;You told me once, but I forgot..&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;So tell me now and tell me true,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;So I can say , I am here for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Of all the friends I've ever met,&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the ones I won't forget..&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;And if I die before you do,&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll go to Heaven  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And wait for you.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Show your friends how much you care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Send this to everyone you consider a FRIEND( copy and paste), including the one who sent it to you. If it comes back to you, then you'll know you have a circle of friends.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok,Friend  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send this to.............  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-2 people you are a Bad friend. Booo!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3-5 people you are an OK Friend! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4-6 people you are a Good friend!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7+people you are a awesome friend !!!&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/1547759874327213432-7642973994683366286?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/7642973994683366286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=7642973994683366286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/7642973994683366286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/7642973994683366286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/02/to-all-my-best-friends.html' title='TO ALL MY BEST FRIENDS:'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-4063172090057042040</id><published>2008-02-18T19:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T19:39:08.872-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY!!</title><content type='html'>ok... the post just now was so serious I decided to do a light hearted one...&lt;br /&gt;hurhur..&lt;br /&gt;see ahh, just now lao shi returned us our chinese test papers...&lt;br /&gt;thought that I would fail ba...&lt;br /&gt;good thing I didn't. If not mom will hamtum mee....&lt;br /&gt;haiss... so anyways I passed.. YAY YAY.....&lt;br /&gt;Got 49 1/2 upon 70...&lt;br /&gt;seems low. but it won't if you know that I take higher chinese and the highest only got like what, 54 upon 70. HAH. SO THERE! :)&lt;br /&gt;heh...&lt;br /&gt;so I guess I'm quite happy abt the marks.&lt;br /&gt;This monica arhh, so paranoid!&lt;br /&gt;(Mon, if you're reading this dun get angry kaes? PROMISE ME!)&lt;br /&gt;keep saying that she will fail, will fail... or that she will do worse than me...&lt;br /&gt;but then she had to go and get 53 and really piss me off...&lt;br /&gt;grr...&lt;br /&gt;so yess...&lt;br /&gt;MONICA WHY YOU GET SO HIGH?!?!?! MAKE ME JEALOUS SIA!!!&lt;br /&gt;hurmph.&lt;br /&gt;suan le ba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Evangeline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;God hears your cries.&lt;br /&gt;He's just waiting for you to trust him.&lt;br /&gt;some where in your heart you may be telling yourself to give up... or that you can't do it&lt;br /&gt;but then, He's just waiting for you to trust in Him and put everything in His hands. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-4063172090057042040?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/4063172090057042040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=4063172090057042040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/4063172090057042040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/4063172090057042040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/02/yay.html' title='YAY!!'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-6151403694675795491</id><published>2008-02-18T17:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T17:35:29.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LIKE, SIAN.</title><content type='html'>ohhs... I just realised like how fortunate I am when compared to others...&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna go on ranting abt some what humaritan aid or something...&lt;br /&gt;like I really thank God that like the pressure on me is like not alot.&lt;br /&gt;like not really overload, although we have like 4 tests this week and I dunno if I can cope. worried that I may fail History and Geog.&lt;br /&gt;yupps..&lt;br /&gt;I like know of some ppl who like totally have too much to handle. cca commitments and high expectations of studies... very 惨 right? yupps... not really directing this to anyone if you're reading this...&lt;br /&gt;Just that I really feel that that person shouldn't stress him/herself....&lt;br /&gt;yeas...&lt;br /&gt;like must 放松 a bit and relax.&lt;br /&gt;can have high expectations but must NOT kill yourself over those dismal marks.... yeahs..&lt;br /&gt;I'm like that too sometimes. I like failed my higher chinese the other day...&lt;br /&gt;very sad...&lt;br /&gt;In a way I guess that that person I'm posting abt is kinda smater that me.&lt;br /&gt;like 他的生活中的梦想 is even higher than mine...&lt;br /&gt;I won't even dare to think so farr....&lt;br /&gt;somemore I used to like,not really like 看不起他 lah... but then you get what I mean....&lt;br /&gt;like... aiyah... dunno how to say luh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3Evangeline&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: to that person out there sry for writing like this if you see it...&lt;br /&gt;really hope you can jiayou and all the best.&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;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My heart bleeds for you my friend...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-6151403694675795491?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/6151403694675795491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=6151403694675795491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/6151403694675795491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/6151403694675795491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/02/like-sian.html' title='LIKE, SIAN.'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-2326521013185928175</id><published>2008-02-18T00:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T00:15:06.071-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is beautiful! try not to cry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; donno about you guys, and believing chain mail stuff, but i believe if we send this out in faith, it could do stuff we'd never imagine.. yeah? like encourage someone or comfort someone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;When you're down to nothing, God is up to something.'&lt;br /&gt;This is beautiful! Try not to cry.&lt;br /&gt;She jumped up as soon as she saw the surgeon come out of the operating room. She said: 'How is my little boy ? Is he going to be all right ? When can I see him ?' The surgeon said, 'I'm sorry. We did all we could, but your boy didn't make it.' Sally said, 'Why do little children get cancer ? Doesn't God care any more ? Where were you, God, when my son needed you ?' The surgeon asked, 'Would you like some time alone with your son ? One of the nurses will be out in a few minutes, before he's transported to the university.' Sally asked the nurse to stay with her while she said good bye to son. She ran her fingers lovingly through hi s thick red curly hair. 'Would you like a lock of his hair ?' the nurse asked. Sally nodded yes. The nurse cut a lock of the boy's hair, put it in a plastic bag and handed it to Sally.The mother said, 'It was Jimmy's idea to donate his body to the University for Study. He said it might help somebody else. 'I said no at first, but Jimmy said, 'Mom, I won't be using it after I die. Maybe it will he lp some other little boy spend one more day with his Mom.' She went on, 'My Jimmy had a heart of gold. Always thinking of someone else. Always wanting to help others if he could.' Sally walked out of Children's Mercy Hospital for the last time, after spending m ost of the last six months there. She put the bag with Jimmy's belongings on the seat beside her in the car. The drive home was difficult. It was even harder to enter the empty house. She carried Jimmy's belongings, and the plastic bag with the lock of his hair to her son's room. She started placing the model cars and other personal things back in his room exactly where he had always kept them. She laid down across his bed and, hugging his pillow, cried herself to sleep. It was around midnight wh en Sally awoke. Laying beside her on the bed was a folded letter. The letter said : 'Dear Mom, I know you're going to miss me; but don't think that I will ever forget you, or stop loving you, just 'cause I'm not around to say 'I Love You' . I will always love you, Mom, even more with each day. Someday we will see each other again. Until then, if you want to adopt a little boy so you won't be so lonely, that's okay with me. He can have my room and old stuff to play with. But, if you decide to get a girl instead, she probably wouldn't like the same things us boys do. You'll have to buy her dolls and stuff girls like, you know. Don't be sad thinking about me. This really is a neat place. Grandma and Grandpa met me as soon as I got here and showed me around some, but it will take a long time to see everything. The angels are so cool. I love to watch them fly. And, you know what? Jesus doesn't look like any of his pictures. Yet, when I saw Him, I knew it was Him. Jesus himself took me to see GOD ! And guess what, Mom ? I got to sit on God's knee and talk to Him, like I was somebody important. That's when I told Him that I wanted to write you a letter, to tell you good bye and everything. But I already knew that wasn't al lowed. Well, you know what Mom ? God handed me some paper and His own personal pen to write you this letter. I think Gabriel is the name of the angel who is going to drop this letter off to you. God said for me to give you the answer to one of the questions you asked Him 'Where was He when I needed him ?' 'God said He was in the same place with me, as when His son Jesus was on the cross. He was right there, as He always is with all His children. Oh, by the way, Mom, no one else can see what I've written except you. To everyone else this is just a blank piece of paper. Isn't that cool ? I have to give God His pen back now. He needs it to write some more names in the Book of Life. Tonight I get to sit at the table with Jesus for supper. I'm sure the food will be great. Oh, I almost forgot to tell you. I don't hurt anymore. The cancer is all gone. I'm glad because I couldn't stand that pain anymore and God couldn't stand to see me hurt so much, either. That's when He sent The Angel of Mercy to come get me. The Angel said I was a Special Delivery ! How about that ? Signed with Love from God, Jesus &amp;amp; Me. (Let's see Satan stop this one.) Take 60 seconds and repos t this, within the hour, you will have caused a multitude of believers to pray to God for each other. Then sit back and feel the Holy Spirit work in your life for doing what you know God loves 'When you're down to nothing, God is up to something.' Email this. Title : This is beautiful ! Try not to cry. Send this to 10 people in 2 minutes and you will feel the Holy Spirit brightening your life in just an hour   .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-2326521013185928175?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/2326521013185928175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=2326521013185928175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/2326521013185928175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/2326521013185928175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/02/this-is-beautiful-try-not-to-cry.html' title='This is beautiful! try not to cry.'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-4283022149599875376</id><published>2008-02-14T22:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T22:55:48.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Total defence dayy...</title><content type='html'>ok. so taday is total defence day.&lt;br /&gt;think it's like so BOORING?&lt;br /&gt;think again.&lt;br /&gt;yar yars...&lt;br /&gt;today we had a total defence concert put up by the sec 4s instead of GEL.&lt;br /&gt;like what a relief...&lt;br /&gt;how con stay in class for so long at 1 stretch???&lt;br /&gt;ah wells...&lt;br /&gt;yar...&lt;br /&gt;valentine's day was yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;classmates mostly exchanged gifts lah... got a few frm justina, aditi...&lt;br /&gt;yupps....&lt;br /&gt;very short post.&lt;br /&gt;dun feel like posting today.&lt;br /&gt;super xian...&lt;br /&gt;oh yess, tmr is YES and cell is having outreach at 10a.m. which is really early.&lt;br /&gt;dad says I can't go. anyway, I've gotta study for test&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-4283022149599875376?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/4283022149599875376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=4283022149599875376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/4283022149599875376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/4283022149599875376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/02/total-defence-dayy.html' title='Total defence dayy...'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-2986312642860557954</id><published>2008-02-10T03:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T13:51:46.211-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE CNY!!!!! w00ts!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;ok, like I love chinese new year alot...&lt;div&gt;so like for once I bothered to upload the numerous photos taken...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165307683386605042" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R67b-JfavfI/AAAAAAAAADk/8OwstBYxQBE/s200/IMG_0473.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;zuo xun's so cute!:P Hurhurs...&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R67cepfavgI/AAAAAAAAADs/d3sfbnlaMKw/s1600-h/IMG_0474.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165308241732353538" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R67cepfavgI/AAAAAAAAADs/d3sfbnlaMKw/s200/IMG_0474.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R7ERX5faviI/AAAAAAAAAD8/mEYiStGb0vI/s1600-h/IMG_0490.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R7ERX5faviI/AAAAAAAAAD8/mEYiStGb0vI/s200/IMG_0490.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165929349837930018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R7ER2ZfavjI/AAAAAAAAAEE/2g3MChJNGX8/s1600-h/IMG_0493.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R7ER2ZfavjI/AAAAAAAAAEE/2g3MChJNGX8/s200/IMG_0493.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165929873823940146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R7ESLZfavkI/AAAAAAAAAEM/2FvOjUz1vUU/s1600-h/IMG_0495.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R7ESLZfavkI/AAAAAAAAAEM/2FvOjUz1vUU/s200/IMG_0495.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165930234601193026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                           XUNN!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R7ESmJfavlI/AAAAAAAAAEU/9UP0yzY4Ths/s1600-h/IMG_0496.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R7ESmJfavlI/AAAAAAAAAEU/9UP0yzY4Ths/s200/IMG_0496.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165930694162693714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                         This picture is like just so random but what the heck?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R7ETnZfavnI/AAAAAAAAAEk/w1W3mC9B3JY/s1600-h/IMG_0497.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R7ETnZfavnI/AAAAAAAAAEk/w1W3mC9B3JY/s200/IMG_0497.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165931815149158002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R7EUIZfavoI/AAAAAAAAAEs/KPNSVbttXXU/s1600-h/IMG_0502.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R7EUIZfavoI/AAAAAAAAAEs/KPNSVbttXXU/s200/IMG_0502.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165932382084841090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            My favourite picture!!!!!! WHEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R7EUg5favpI/AAAAAAAAAE0/KbkjyF9XGlM/s1600-h/IMG_0516.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R7EUg5favpI/AAAAAAAAAE0/KbkjyF9XGlM/s200/IMG_0516.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165932802991636114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R7EU4JfavqI/AAAAAAAAAE8/wK6gW6SsXns/s1600-h/IMG_0515.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R7EU4JfavqI/AAAAAAAAAE8/wK6gW6SsXns/s200/IMG_0515.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165933202423594658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yupps... I just realised that like so many of mi cousins have like boy friend/girl friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;HAIXX............&lt;br /&gt; &lt;3 Evangeline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-2986312642860557954?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/2986312642860557954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=2986312642860557954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/2986312642860557954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/2986312642860557954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-love-cny-w00ts.html' title='I LOVE CNY!!!!! w00ts!'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R67b-JfavfI/AAAAAAAAADk/8OwstBYxQBE/s72-c/IMG_0473.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-7735170734799507005</id><published>2008-02-07T23:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T23:43:25.992-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YOs!!!! YAY! I'm like kinda high now... At yi po's house so since she has so many coms, I 趁机 use one of the coms lors!!! this com is a bit laggy tho... Jadon and mi bro took the fastest coms again as USUAL... so here I am blogging with an old but trusty com... It works very nicely thank you. yupps... yeaterday was like SO fun. yar yar... I'm grown up liao.... so tis years cny was more "mature" a little bit less fun and a little bit less siao.... but nvm lah... good to see all mi cousins againg like zuo xun and zuo yi.... farnee sia... zuo yi still likes Harry Potter a lot so when channel 5 screened harry potter and the sorcerer's stone last nite he was glued to the tv... aiyo every cny also like that.... always show that show and he always watch... haix.... I may not be like some crazy harry potter fan or wad, but I already watched that show so many times liao(many times but never once finish watching! :P) yupps... watched the quidditch scene so many times also. so was quite bored. decided to go and play with the rest of the guys then... but like all mi girlfrens out there, how often are you like surrounded by so many nice guys huh? hahax... WHAT EVA YOU SAY. psftt.. zuo sheng wants to be like a commando of something. Well i guess he's quite cut out for it lahhs... quite fit. so I think not a bad choice right? uo en says that in ns they tekan him like siao. He's an officer now. won't kena tekan so much. just sit in office and command men.(frm what I hear.) lucky ns guy no. 2 then. I still think zuo yan was like the slackest. he was like those driver... like drive the others frm 1 camp to another. then when he took out his wisdom tooth, he became a clerk.. heh... this kinda ns men how can? :P zuo yi says he registered for ns liao. He's 16 going 17. the word 'NS' makes him sound OLDD... well yupps... I guess like when a guy goes to ns, that's when he learns to grow up. like he interacts with other guys... say you came frm an elite school. say RJC of like ACJC. something like dat.. then all the guys you mix with are like the super 乖 type... of course when you go ns you get the shock of your life when you see all the pai kies. yar. unless you go to those whatyoucallit for the super elites lor. say like what, officer? dunno lah... dun even know why i'm talking abt ns. Maybe 'cos most of mi cousins will be going ns in like 2/3 years time and the talk for the past 2 days was mainly of such stuff, with zuo sheng reading zuo en's army magazine. when I asked him what was so interesting he replied,"no lah... just take a look lors.." sounds like he's super excited about ns. hurhur... another reason why I'm blogging abt ns maybe, just MAYBE because I find ns quite cool actually... I dun mind getting dirty with muck. :P I guess you could call me tomboyish. hurhurs... when I mentioned army to xiao rong, she immediately replied something like" I'll NEVER think abt army in my ENTIRE life." OH WELLS... :( Zuo en says that to be a commando will have veri tough training. like when you fall and break an arm and go report to officer, the officer will be like"So weak how to be commando?" then the poor guy will go like"SIR, YES SIRR!" then he very no choice got to continue...yupps... oh gosh this two words ar like stuck in my head..."hairless potty" I mentioned it somewhere earlier in this post. ywal guess wad it is k? must tag and tell me. I laughed like siao over it last night. my cousins are really good at making me laugh.... will post photos nxt time.&lt;br /&gt;will end here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Evangeline&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-7735170734799507005?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/7735170734799507005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=7735170734799507005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/7735170734799507005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/7735170734799507005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/02/yos-yay-im-like-kinda-high-now.html' title=''/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-8545600779923473208</id><published>2008-02-04T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T20:36:58.578-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eve of eve of cny</title><content type='html'>waa!!! tmr is my performance le!!!&lt;br /&gt;scary leh!!&lt;br /&gt;must wish me luck while I stand infront of the entire school probably shaking... :(&lt;br /&gt;yupps I hope I dun get stage fright.....&lt;br /&gt;ywal dunno what is stage fright until you get it.&lt;br /&gt;I guess the best way to overcome it is to know that there are others on stage with you and that we're all in it TOGETHER.&lt;br /&gt;I know it sounds cliche but who cares 'cos it's true.&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Evangeline&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-8545600779923473208?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/8545600779923473208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=8545600779923473208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/8545600779923473208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/8545600779923473208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/02/eve-of-eve-of-cny.html' title='Eve of eve of cny'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-7142056204674737475</id><published>2008-02-03T18:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T13:51:47.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay yay...&lt;br /&gt;yesterday we had dinner at popo's house... food was really good...(as usual)&lt;br /&gt;hahax....&lt;br /&gt;bickered with someone too yesterday....&lt;br /&gt;that person is just so obnoxious.&lt;br /&gt;yupps...&lt;br /&gt;like julia liked taking pictures so I was snapping away with her.&lt;br /&gt;she's really cute!! :)&lt;br /&gt;hahaxxx&lt;br /&gt;PHOTO SPAM.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R6axmNvJz2I/AAAAAAAAACk/HqjUzpXrfzo/s1600-h/IMG_0432.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R6axmNvJz2I/AAAAAAAAACk/HqjUzpXrfzo/s200/IMG_0432.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163009292907433826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                      Julia is soooo cute!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R6axmdvJz3I/AAAAAAAAACs/FHQwlxeqiNw/s1600-h/IMG_0433.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R6axmdvJz3I/AAAAAAAAACs/FHQwlxeqiNw/s200/IMG_0433.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163009297202401138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                         Claudia too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R6ay_dvJz5I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6GoY8DxiwYo/s1600-h/IMG_0435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R6ay_dvJz5I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6GoY8DxiwYo/s200/IMG_0435.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163010826210758546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                            Samuel.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R6ay_NvJz4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/keHhZl1zpt8/s1600-h/IMG_0434.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R6ay_NvJz4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/keHhZl1zpt8/s200/IMG_0434.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163010821915791234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                           Another photo of Julia!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R6bCZtvJz6I/AAAAAAAAADE/D1opSZqTjJY/s1600-h/IMG_0439.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R6bCZtvJz6I/AAAAAAAAADE/D1opSZqTjJY/s200/IMG_0439.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163027769856741282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yiyi and me!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R6bDGdvJz7I/AAAAAAAAADM/2ryoazWPdms/s1600-h/IMG_0437.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R6bDGdvJz7I/AAAAAAAAADM/2ryoazWPdms/s200/IMG_0437.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163028538655887282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Julia and me!(YOU ALL BETTER SAY THIS PICTURE IS NICE.....)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R6bEStvJz8I/AAAAAAAAADU/zCAmRvV6n5s/s1600-h/IMG_0442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R6bEStvJz8I/AAAAAAAAADU/zCAmRvV6n5s/s200/IMG_0442.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163029848620912578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amanda and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R6bFEdvJz9I/AAAAAAAAADc/EUcpiWor7Eg/s1600-h/IMG_0453.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R6bFEdvJz9I/AAAAAAAAADc/EUcpiWor7Eg/s200/IMG_0453.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163030703319404498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Julia loves cam whoring I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;Ok ending here&lt;br /&gt;happy new year and wish me luck on new year's eve for my performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3Evangeline&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-7142056204674737475?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/7142056204674737475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=7142056204674737475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/7142056204674737475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/7142056204674737475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/02/yay-yay.html' title=''/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R6axmNvJz2I/AAAAAAAAACk/HqjUzpXrfzo/s72-c/IMG_0432.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-5689258873233391532</id><published>2008-01-31T17:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T17:41:57.545-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So tis is meant to be yesterday's post which got deleted.&lt;br /&gt;we have like cca today which= full dress rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;one of the actresses cannot act as she is sick. so i replaced her on wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;like just to get the skit going.&lt;br /&gt;then today i was told that I am ACTING on the actuall day!!&lt;br /&gt;like WHATTT!!! actually I'm quite happy to be able to act again.&lt;br /&gt;haven't acted since i did the "hands" mime with ryan...&lt;br /&gt;well that wasn't REAL acting.&lt;br /&gt;We din even have to like TALK.(for those who are slow, Mime=NO TALKING.)&lt;br /&gt;yar. so I have to borrow like guys clothes.&lt;br /&gt;I was like in a panic state yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;went home and found one of dad's old white working shirts.&lt;br /&gt;which SURPRISINGLY, I can fit into!! whee! so yar... I OFFICIALLY LOVE that shirt ok!!&lt;br /&gt;it's lke nice nice if I wear it with jeans maybe with a belt.&lt;br /&gt;so I'm staking it out for MYSELF.HUH.&lt;br /&gt;yupps...&lt;br /&gt;I still dun really know my lines so i have to go practice today....&lt;br /&gt;like really REALLY work at it.&lt;br /&gt;the only thing i can remember is like this quizzical look I have to give when Kendra asks"这里有没有批德王子" some thing like that.&lt;br /&gt;Then i have to like thake the cue from wanrui and say like “我们家哪生出王子?"&lt;br /&gt;yupp. some STUPIDD STUPID SKIT. now you all know how stupid it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Evangeline&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-5689258873233391532?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/5689258873233391532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=5689258873233391532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/5689258873233391532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/5689258873233391532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/01/so-tis-is-meant-to-be-yesterdays-post.html' title=''/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-1047777438055432254</id><published>2008-01-30T19:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T21:21:45.829-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cldds CNY programmeeee!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>toatally sucks cos now i have to act as a guy in the cny skit&lt;br /&gt;like I have to borrow some guys clothes... sianz...&lt;br /&gt;I typed a long long post just now but then it got deleted some how.&lt;br /&gt;sad. so a have this crappy post which is short. nvm lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Evangeline&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-1047777438055432254?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/1047777438055432254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=1047777438055432254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/1047777438055432254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/1047777438055432254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/01/cldds-cny-programmeeee.html' title='Cldds CNY programmeeee!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-8519053063683098003</id><published>2008-01-29T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T19:36:49.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY is coming and I'm SOOOOOOOO HAPPYYY!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>YAYYY!!! CNY is coming again liao!!!&lt;br /&gt;we're going to popo's house this sunday for reunion dinner and I shall hog the camera and take pictures with everyone!!! whee!!!so fun so fun!!&lt;br /&gt;I guess the cny routine will be the same again after 14 years...&lt;br /&gt;but hey, you get to see all those cousins you don't see everyday!&lt;br /&gt;like zuo yi and zuo xun is coming back this friday!! yayyay...&lt;br /&gt;and xiao han is coming back too...&lt;br /&gt;can ask her about miss su...&lt;br /&gt;so diao lors...&lt;br /&gt;everytime I tease her she says"I TELL YOUR COUSIN THEN YOU KNOW!!!" with that really funny angry face... :P&lt;br /&gt;sorry i always like make people angry.&lt;br /&gt;like I think my project work team members think I bu yong gong.(never work hard)&lt;br /&gt;really lousy...&lt;br /&gt;although I already did like a lot for them....&lt;br /&gt;very wad.&lt;br /&gt;aiyah nvm lah...&lt;br /&gt;I dun hold grudges.&lt;br /&gt;so it's ok i guess...&lt;br /&gt;just don't make me REALLY angry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3Evangeline&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-8519053063683098003?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/8519053063683098003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=8519053063683098003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/8519053063683098003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/8519053063683098003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/01/cny-is-coming-and-im-soooooooo-happyyy.html' title='CNY is coming and I&apos;m SOOOOOOOO HAPPYYY!!!!!!'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-2735706125039818071</id><published>2008-01-28T19:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T19:38:32.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>so super sian</title><content type='html'>Aye... I've bought all my cny clothes liao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like I bought 1 polo teee... reddish... looks quite ok I guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;definitely not my TOP choice right now but very bo bian... no choice lahh... got no time to shopp anymoree liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well yar and I bought a denim skirt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not as short as I want it to be but will do lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this year I'm gonna go real casual and look really slacker. as if I didn't put in any effort into my cny getup...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHWELLS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yarr... I hope that my little 'risk' to do my nails up myself will be worth it though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alot of you out there reading this now will probably be like"WHATTT?!?!? I din know evangeline was like that one. SO VAIN"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever you say lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw yiyi irene's french manicure which she paid to get done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPER NICE LORRS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really lah... super unfairness kaes???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yar this is a totally R.A.N.D.O.M post so who's complaing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-2735706125039818071?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/2735706125039818071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=2735706125039818071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/2735706125039818071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/2735706125039818071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/01/so-super-sian.html' title='so super sian'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-8199569840270946094</id><published>2008-01-28T17:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T17:09:32.531-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOUSY</title><content type='html'>oh... Tultul is poking me right now.. while i'm typing this post...&lt;br /&gt;haha....&lt;br /&gt;stupid lah... my com got infected with trojan horse and now it has CRASHED... so me having so many lousy lousy projects have to stay back in school to do them and concentrating in school is just so difficult with people like tultul poking at MEE!!! (tultul says"YOU MEAN HORRIBLE PERSON")&lt;br /&gt;ok... sui bian lah...&lt;br /&gt;alot of people also call me that rite?&lt;br /&gt;hurhurs...&lt;br /&gt;lousy...&lt;br /&gt;so I have 5 ongoing projects and must jiayou and work harder!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3Evangeline&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-8199569840270946094?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/8199569840270946094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=8199569840270946094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/8199569840270946094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/8199569840270946094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/01/lousy.html' title='LOUSY'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-575417622484467829</id><published>2008-01-24T22:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T22:03:13.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My DISC personality</title><content type='html'>hello hello...&lt;br /&gt;see this?&lt;br /&gt;it's the result of my personality test...&lt;br /&gt;tag and tell me if this is true k guys? (I think it's more or less true)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Franklin Gothic Medium;font-size:180%;color:#0033cc;"&gt;Advisor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;     &lt;p style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;     &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; An extremely outgoing and social person, Evangeline tends to make friends easily and likes to have fun with others. She wants to make commitments even if she may be unable to keep them; but that is because of her desire to please, not because of any intent to deceive. Evangeline tends to be very spontaneous, easily becoming bored with routine tasks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A loyal friend, Evangeline is patient and caring when attending to the needs of others. She is usually an even-paced individual who thrives in a peaceful, harmonious environment. She tends to be quite predictable, sticking with proven, reliable methods of dealing with situations rather than taking chances with a new, unproven approach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evangeline prefers to work through problems by analyzing things that worked in the past. She is willing to follow another person's lead if they display adequate ability and if Evangeline has confidence in their ability. She is someone who is able to lead, if necessary; but usually prefers to wait and see if another person volunteers first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not afraid to take a bold approach, Evangeline is willing to challenge the status quo. She is original and creative, and acts with confidence when implementing new solutions. Evangeline will tend to use a balance of intuition and facts when making decisions, and once she has made a decision, she will not be afraid to take action upon it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;Yarr... that's it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;Cya all soon!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;3 Evangeline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-575417622484467829?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/575417622484467829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=575417622484467829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/575417622484467829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/575417622484467829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-disc-personality.html' title='My DISC personality'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-2229913965683535200</id><published>2008-01-24T16:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T17:00:19.938-08:00</updated><title type='text'>o levels results</title><content type='html'>LIKE HURRAY!!!! our school produced the top scorer in singapore for the 1st time! whee! the first time I wanna say I'M PROUD OF YOU MGS!!!&lt;br /&gt;WHEEE!!&lt;br /&gt;Mrs chong was trelling us yesterday during geog that our school produced the top scorer. said that she hoped mrs ong our new principal would give us a day off or something...&lt;br /&gt;so today, when she announced the results during assembly, everyone like had their fingers crossed I guess.... hahaxx.. but you know.. so lousy!!! she didn't say anything abt it!!!&lt;br /&gt;waaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;haiss.. nvm lah... maybe she will extend our chinese new year break lors!!&lt;br /&gt;haahaa... looking foward to that announcement..:)&lt;br /&gt;justina was like highh yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;farnee...&lt;br /&gt;we were slacking during project work class while monica worked (well kinda)&lt;br /&gt;anyways... we were all talking crap and this time I'm so NOT gonna do the assignment 3 that Miss Tay assigned... lousy... I've been so hard working lorss!! always work for them one!&lt;br /&gt;the other time monica was supposed to do then she din know, so I KINDLY did it for her ok!!!&lt;br /&gt;very 好心肠 right?&lt;br /&gt;HA.&lt;br /&gt;anyways check this video out.&lt;br /&gt;we were learning abt animal rights during social studies...&lt;br /&gt;this video is kinda grosss... but it brings out the message really well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/THxdJSTiZtE&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/THxdJSTiZtE&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-2229913965683535200?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/2229913965683535200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=2229913965683535200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/2229913965683535200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/2229913965683535200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/01/o-levels-results.html' title='o levels results'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-8579893507078324111</id><published>2008-01-23T21:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T21:20:07.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For it is by grace that you have been saved, through faith- and this not from yourselves, it is the gift of God- not by works, so that no one can boast. For we are God's workmanship, created in christ jesus to do good works, which God perpared in advance for us to do&lt;br /&gt;Eph2:8-10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-8579893507078324111?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/8579893507078324111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=8579893507078324111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/8579893507078324111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/8579893507078324111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/01/for-it-is-by-grace-that-you-have-been.html' title=''/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-931616282114056749</id><published>2008-01-23T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T13:51:47.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2mmm class teeeeeeeeee!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;wahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday was soo funn!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like the library was closed yesterday so I had to stay in clss during recess... sad right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not really lah.... i helped to do the class board and now it's CHAO nice lors!!! all thanks to MEE!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahax...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everyone was like EH!!! IT'S SOOO NICE!! haven't got so much praise in ages.. few people even praise me for ANYTHING.... as if everything I do is like WRONG or something... :( Sad lors can't appreciate my TALENTS....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wadever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OHOH!!! and my class tee design was chosen!!! happy happy!!! hurhur...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here it is:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;FRONT&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158906392253943618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 348px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="266" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R5geB9vJz0I/AAAAAAAAACU/IrKf9w7RFp4/s200/2m_class_tee_(front).jpg" width="230" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158906701491588946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 389px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="275" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R5geT9vJz1I/AAAAAAAAACc/9jgHNibWlgM/s200/2m_class_tee_(back).jpg" width="238" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;hey... end now BUAI!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;see you all soon!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;3evangeline&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-931616282114056749?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/931616282114056749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=931616282114056749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/931616282114056749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/931616282114056749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/01/2mmm-class-teeeeeeeeee.html' title='2mmm class teeeeeeeeee!'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R5geB9vJz0I/AAAAAAAAACU/IrKf9w7RFp4/s72-c/2m_class_tee_(front).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547759874327213432.post-3536962366038458799</id><published>2008-01-23T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T13:51:48.437-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PICTURE POST!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHEEE!!! Justina FINALLY gave me the Darts pictures!!!&lt;br /&gt;ENJOY!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158881936710160082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R5gHydvJztI/AAAAAAAAABc/loaHKp0Pjd4/s200/P1190008.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Our Team: Justina, Zoe P, me and Monica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158882434926366434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R5gIPdvJzuI/AAAAAAAAABk/eF-XAaRcC9Y/s200/P1190029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Yahh... we were really crazy: Joy Dorothy, Elizabeth, Sarah, Zoe, ME! (HUMAN PYRAMID!!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158896981980598002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R5gVeNvJzvI/AAAAAAAAABs/Nnmni0eW9LI/s200/P1190030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Siao le ba: All of us&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158898343485230850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R5gWtdvJzwI/AAAAAAAAAB0/J-bn01DX9ZI/s200/P1190034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;SWITCHED!: Dorothy and zoe(she looks so scared ba!)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158900675652472610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R5gY1NvJzyI/AAAAAAAAACE/l85XkwmM1fE/s200/P1190036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158900667062538002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R5gY0tvJzxI/AAAAAAAAAB8/GAi89RCjs1A/s200/P1190035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Our 3 LOVELYYY.... carts W00ts!! hahaxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;really lah... 2 are not THAT nice.. admit it lah. only sarah's grp's one is NICCEEE... GINGERBREAD HOUSE!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158903802388664114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R5gbrNvJzzI/AAAAAAAAACM/AQd0RnovyCY/s200/P1190038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;WHEE!!!! GINGERBREAD HOUSE!!! haaha......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wahaha.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;k lah ending now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOVE YWAL!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;3evangeline&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547759874327213432-3536962366038458799?l=yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/feeds/3536962366038458799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547759874327213432&amp;postID=3536962366038458799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/3536962366038458799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547759874327213432/posts/default/3536962366038458799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlovemakesmesing.blogspot.com/2008/01/picture-post.html' title='PICTURE POST!!!!'/><author><name>LION</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17216591274952136778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR0VZ0bvELc/TfojABUf5mI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cWcYX8ibNQU/s1600/185701_1755985092849_1035602073_2031914_1659787_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zzxckizEP4s/R5gHydvJztI/AAAAAAAAABc/loaHKp0Pjd4/s72-c/P1190008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
