<?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-37335398</id><updated>2011-07-30T08:56:24.279-07:00</updated><category term='gift exchange'/><category term='frog'/><category term='fuck'/><category term='malang'/><category term='tsengwei'/><category term='badminton'/><category term='basketball'/><category term='dvds'/><category term='2b'/><category term='3C'/><category term='merry christmas'/><category term='bon voyage'/><category term='promo'/><category term='unit chalet'/><category term='photos'/><category term='loves'/><category term='lt3'/><category term='jcsatay'/><category term='family outing'/><category term='it started with a kiss OST'/><category term='valentine&apos;s day'/><category term='central committee'/><category term='homework'/><category term='missing comb'/><category term='gifts'/><category term='msn'/><category term='memories'/><category term='chocolate'/><category term='1B oh nine'/><category term='css'/><category term='cca'/><category term='kungfu panda'/><category term='it started with a kiss'/><category term='worries'/><category term='class reunion'/><category term='twilight'/><category term='emo'/><category term='new year'/><category term='orientation'/><category term='damn'/><category term='screw'/><category term='edward'/><category term='jasper'/><category term='joe cheng'/><category term='cruise'/><category term='chef'/><category term='science'/><category term='superdog'/><category term='roses'/><category term='NIL'/><category term='maple leaves'/><category term='stuff(s)'/><category term='nationals'/><category term='chair'/><category term='registration day'/><category term='quizzes'/><category term='blessed'/><category term='guy lead(:'/><category term='idiot'/><category term='year 3'/><category term='reg day'/><category term='guys'/><category term='random'/><category term='pizzahut'/><category term='conference countdown'/><category term='happy birthdays'/><category term='bored'/><category term='phone strap'/><category term='cip'/><category term='suzanne'/><category term='quiz'/><category term='happy new year~'/><category term='toilet'/><category term='forensics'/><category term='merry merry christmas'/><category term='lunch'/><category term='muscle ache'/><category term='yongrui'/><category term='CORNER ♥ WITH LOVE'/><category term='seniors'/><category term='respect'/><category term='bolun'/><category term='deskmate'/><category term='pet society'/><category term='pms'/><category term='ferns'/><category term='gg'/><category term='yellow'/><category term='vice-pres'/><category term='joshua'/><category term='president'/><category term='bro'/><category term='pizza hut'/><category term='sihan'/><title type='text'>!CLASSIC♥</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>335</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-1976979796939693630</id><published>2010-11-01T02:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T02:55:13.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Playful Kiss (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TM6OQqviazI/AAAAAAAAA4E/hxquCvTrfbY/s1600/leetaesung.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534517409087646514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TM6OQqviazI/AAAAAAAAA4E/hxquCvTrfbY/s320/leetaesung.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eh he not shuai in th drama BUT HE DAMN SHUAI HERE! HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TM6N5PCDG5I/AAAAAAAAA38/OJijUT1HeI8/s1600/eunjo3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534517006512102290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TM6N5PCDG5I/AAAAAAAAA38/OJijUT1HeI8/s320/eunjo3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TM6N4_UGIYI/AAAAAAAAA30/4pLsW8NZ4B4/s1600/eunjo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 161px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534517002292830594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TM6N4_UGIYI/AAAAAAAAA30/4pLsW8NZ4B4/s320/eunjo2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TM6NP-KtycI/AAAAAAAAA3s/S_EXzSLhQfI/s1600/eunjo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 174px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534516297610414530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TM6NP-KtycI/AAAAAAAAA3s/S_EXzSLhQfI/s320/eunjo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ISNT HE JUST TH CUTEST!!!!!!!!!&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/37335398-1976979796939693630?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/1976979796939693630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/1976979796939693630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#1976979796939693630' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TM6OQqviazI/AAAAAAAAA4E/hxquCvTrfbY/s72-c/leetaesung.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-4161500005194120005</id><published>2010-10-05T22:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T22:51:47.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FRIENDS: Will comfort you when he rejects you.&lt;br /&gt;BEST FRIENDS: Will go up and ask him, “It’s because you’re gay, isn’t it?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDS: Will be there for you when he breaks up with you.&lt;br /&gt;BEST FRIENDS: Will call him up and whisper, “you will die in Seven days…” (Note, if you don’t understand this, watch The Ring. Then watch The Ring 2. Then watch Ringu.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDS: Help you up when you fall.&lt;br /&gt;BEST FRIENDS: Keeps on walking saying, “Walk much, dumb ass?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FRIENDS: Help you find your prince.&lt;br /&gt;BEST FRIENDS: Kidnap him and brings him to you.&lt;br /&gt;(HAHAHAHHA!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDS: Will ask you if you’re okay when you’re crying.&lt;br /&gt;BEST FRIENDS: Will laugh at you and say, “Ha Ha, Loser!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDS: Will offer you a soda.&lt;br /&gt;BEST FRIENDS: Will dump theirs on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDS: Will sit at the side of the pool with you at that time of the month.&lt;br /&gt;BEST FRIENDS: Will throw you a tampon and push you in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDS: Gives you their umbrella in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;BEST FRIENDS: Takes yours and says, “Run, fucker, run!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDS: Will help you move.&lt;br /&gt;BEST FRIENDS: Will help you move the bodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDS: Will bail you out of jail.&lt;br /&gt;BEST FRIENDS: Would be in the room next to you saying, “That was awesome! Let’s do it again!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDS: Would bail you out of jail again&lt;br /&gt;BEST FRIENDS: Would be sitting next to you saying “DAMN!” we messed up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDS: Never ask for anything to eat or drink.&lt;br /&gt;BEST FRIENDS: Help themselves and are the reason why you have no food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDS: Call your parents by Mr. and Mrs. and Grandpa, by Grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;BEST FRIENDS: Call your parents DAD and MOM and Grandpa, GRAMPS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDS: Have never seen you cry.&lt;br /&gt;BEST FRIENDS: Wont tell everyone else you cried…just laugh about it with you in private when your not down anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDS: Asks you to write down your number.&lt;br /&gt;BEST FRIENDS: Have you on speed dial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDS: Borrows your stuff for a few days then gives it back.&lt;br /&gt;BEST FRIENDS: Loses your stuff and tells you, “My bad…here’s a tissue.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDS: Only know a few things about you.&lt;br /&gt;BEST FRIENDS: Could write a very embarrassing biography on your life story…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDS: Will leave you behind if that is what the crowd is doing.&lt;br /&gt;BEST FRIENDS: Will kick the whole crowd’s ass that left you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDS: Would knock on your front door.&lt;br /&gt;BEST FRIENDS: Walk right in and say “I’M HOME.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDS: You have to tell them not to tell anyone.&lt;br /&gt;BEST FRIENDS: Already know not to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDS: Are only through high school/college. (aka: drinking buddies)&lt;br /&gt;BEST FRIENDS: Are for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDS: Will be there to take your drink away from you when they think you’ve had enough.&lt;br /&gt;BEST FRIENDS: Will look at you stumbling all over the place &amp;amp; say “Girl drink the rest of that ! You know we don’t waste!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDS: Would read and ignore this.&lt;br /&gt;BEST FRIENDS: Will repost this :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWWWWWW (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-4161500005194120005?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/4161500005194120005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/4161500005194120005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#4161500005194120005' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-1210936010800043020</id><published>2010-09-18T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T21:32:52.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Portrait of an ENFJ - Extraverted iNtuitive Feeling Judging&lt;br /&gt;(Extraverted Feeling with Introverted Intuition)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Giver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an ENFJ, you're primary mode of living is focused externally, where you deal with things according to how you feel about them, or how they fit into your personal value system. Your secondary mode is internal, where you take things in primarily via your intuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENFJs are people-focused individuals. They live in the world of people possibilities. More so than any other type, they have excellent people skills. They understand and care about people, and have a special talent for bringing out the best in others. ENFJ's main interest in life is giving love, support, and a good time to other people. They are focused on understanding, supporting, and encouraging others. They make things happen for people, and get their best personal satisfaction from this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because ENFJ's people skills are so extraordinary, they have the ability to make people do exactly what they want them to do. They get under people's skins and get the reactions that they are seeking. ENFJ's motives are usually unselfish, but ENFJs who have developed less than ideally have been known to use their power over people to manipulate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENFJ's are so externally focused that it's especially important for them to spend time alone. This can be difficult for some ENFJs, because they have the tendency to be hard on themselves and turn to dark thoughts when alone. Consequently, ENFJs might avoid being alone, and fill their lives with activities involving other people. ENFJs tend to define their life's direction and priorities according to other people's needs, and may not be aware of their own needs. It's natural to their personality type that they will tend to place other people's needs above their own, but they need to stay aware of their own needs so that they don't sacrifice themselves in their drive to help others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENFJ's tend to be more reserved about exposing themselves than other extraverted types. Although they may have strongly-felt beliefs, they're likely to refrain from expressing them if doing so would interfere with bringing out the best in others. Because their strongest interest lies in being a catalyst of change in other people, they're likely to interact with others on their own level, in a chameleon-like manner, rather than as individuals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is not to say that the ENFJ does not have opinions. ENFJs have definite values and opinions which they're able to express clearly and succinctly. These beliefs will be expressed as long as they're not too personal. ENFJ is in many ways expressive and open, but is more focused on being responsive and supportive of others. When faced with a conflict between a strongly-held value and serving another person's need, they are highly likely to value the other person's needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ENFJ may feel quite lonely even when surrounded by people. This feeling of aloneness may be exacerbated by the tendency to not reveal their true selves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People love ENFJs. They are fun to be with, and truly understand and love people. They are typically very straight-forward and honest. Usually ENFJs exude a lot of self-confidence, and have a great amount of ability to do many different things. They are generally bright, full of potential, energetic and fast-paced. They are usually good at anything which captures their interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENFJs like for things to be well-organized, and will work hard at maintaining structure and resolving ambiguity. They have a tendency to be fussy, especially with their home environments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the work place, ENFJs do well in positions where they deal with people. They are naturals for the social committee. Their uncanny ability to understand people and say just what needs to be said to make them happy makes them naturals for counseling. They enjoy being the center of attention, and do very well in situations where they can inspire and lead others, such as teaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENFJs do not like dealing with impersonal reasoning. They don't understand or appreciate its merit, and will be unhappy in situations where they're forced to deal with logic and facts without any connection to a human element. Living in the world of people possibilities, they enjoy their plans more than their achievements. They get excited about possibilities for the future, but may become easily bored and restless with the present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENFJs have a special gift with people, and are basically happy people when they can use that gift to help others. They get their best satisfaction from serving others. Their genuine interest in Humankind and their exceptional intuitive awareness of people makes them able to draw out even the most reserved individuals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENFJs have a strong need for close, intimate relationships, and will put forth a lot of effort in creating and maintaining these relationships. They're very loyal and trustworthy once involved in a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An ENFJ who has not developed their Feeling side may have difficulty making good decisions, and may rely heavily on other people in decision-making processes. If they have not developed their Intuition, they may not be able to see possibilities, and will judge things too quickly based on established value systems or social rules, without really understanding the current situation. An ENFJ who has not found their place in the world is likely to be extremely sensitive to criticism, and to have the tendency to worry excessively and feel guilty. They are also likely to be very manipulative and controling with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In general, ENFJs are charming, warm, gracious, creative and diverse individuals with richly developed insights into what makes other people tick. This special ability to see growth potential in others combined with a genuine drive to help people makes the ENFJ a truly valued individual. As giving and caring as the ENFJ is, they need to remember to value their own needs as well as the needs of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ENFJs as Friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENFJs are warm, sociable people who are keenly in tune with other people's feelings and perspectives. They enjoy supporting and bringing out the best in others. They are energetic and fun to be with. They seek authenticity in their close relationships, and are very sensitive to the needs of others. All of these characteristics make the ENFJ valued by their peers as a warm, supportive and giving friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENFJs are interested in all sorts of people, and are likely to be able to understand and relate to all of the personality types. The will excel at getting along with all sorts of people when the situation demands that they do so. However, they will not choose to spend their personal time around all of the types. They may resist spending a lot of time with Sensing Perceiving types, whose carefree "live for the moment" attitude may conflict with the ENFJ's strongly held value system. When seeking companionship that is not romantic, ENFJs will be drawn to other Feelers who have similar values and ideas. Since they live in a people-oriented world, they are not comfortable with objective judgments which do not consider people issues. Consequently, ENFJs are not likely to have close friendships with strong Thinking types. They will be likely to especially enjoy the company of other iNtuitive Feelers, as well as Sensing Judgers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ENFJ Relationships&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENFJs put a lot of effort and enthusiasm into their relationships. To some extent, the ENFJ defines themself by the closeness and authenticity of their personal relationships, and are therefore highly invested in the business of relationships. They have very good people skills, and are affectionate and considerate. They are warmly affirming and nurturing. The excel at bringing out the best in others, and warmly supporting them. They want responding affirmation from their relationships, although they have a problem asking for it. When a situation calls for it, the ENFJ will become very sharp and critical. After having made their point, they will return to their natural, warm selves. They may have a tendency to "smother" their loved ones, but are generally highly valued for their genuine warmth and caring natures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Possible Career Paths for the ENFJ:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facilitator&lt;br /&gt;Consultant&lt;br /&gt;Psychologist&lt;br /&gt;Social Worker / Counselor&lt;br /&gt;Teacher&lt;br /&gt;Clergy&lt;br /&gt;Sales Representative&lt;br /&gt;Human Resources&lt;br /&gt;Manager&lt;br /&gt;Events Coordinator&lt;br /&gt;Sales Representative&lt;br /&gt;Politicians / Diplomats&lt;br /&gt;Writers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bad haha. Wedding planner also somewhat like event coordinator rite!&lt;br /&gt;I like this thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-1210936010800043020?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/1210936010800043020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/1210936010800043020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#1210936010800043020' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-8625312530277115754</id><published>2010-09-17T21:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T21:10:19.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Life is unfair. You put someone first who puts you second. You study your ass off for a final only to get a B in the class when you deserved an A. You give 110% to someone in a relationship when they only give 40%. You’re there for your best friend at 3 a.m. when they need it the most &amp;amp; the next day they don’t pick up their phone. You give something your all &amp;amp; sometimes get little to nothing back. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You care so much about someone who doesn’t care enough about you to say hi once in a while.&lt;/span&gt; You give someone your time &amp;amp; they give you “sorry, I’m busy”. It seems like you’re giving everyone everything &amp;amp; they’re just walking away with it.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-8625312530277115754?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/8625312530277115754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/8625312530277115754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#8625312530277115754' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-2635575135285259750</id><published>2010-09-17T20:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T20:58:28.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;anw lunched w Alicia at wendy’s today. and got myself a worse sore throat.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;And went crazy. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha snacked on chewy junior&lt;br /&gt;sitting outside the petshop. the crazy girl acted like an auntie and rushed to&lt;br /&gt;kope the seat lmao.&lt;br /&gt;then we were having this super epic convo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:&lt;br /&gt;let’s have a bet. if the shop(chewy junior)’s closed, you’ll run all the way&lt;br /&gt;like an auntie and bark like a dog at the pet shop!&lt;br /&gt;A: HAHA okay if the&lt;br /&gt;shop’s open then you’ve to do it leh!! me: omg I just realised. no no I meant if&lt;br /&gt;it’s open, You will run here like a mad dog!&lt;br /&gt;-sudden realisation- Me: omg I&lt;br /&gt;just said you will run here like a mad dog instead of auntie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were laughing so hard HAHA epic to imagine both of us running&lt;br /&gt;on all fours hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Then to make things worse(funnier), a random auntie&lt;br /&gt;just sat down beside us while we were talking lmao. I thinkshe thought we were&lt;br /&gt;talking about her HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LONG AGO LE. but super funny all the same :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling weirdly moody and, weird nowadays. I need counselling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-2635575135285259750?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/2635575135285259750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/2635575135285259750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#2635575135285259750' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-5578151572510960081</id><published>2010-09-09T03:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T03:02:36.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MY BLOG DIED. And haha, wrong time to revive it. But thought I'll post something meaningful since I'm hear ^^v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;God: Sounds like an opportunity. Let me ask you something. If someone prays for patience, do you think God gives them patience? Or does he give them the&lt;br /&gt;opportunity to be patient? If they pray for courage, does God give them courage,&lt;br /&gt;or does he give them opportunities to be courageous? If someone prayed for their&lt;br /&gt;family to be closer, you think God zaps them with warm, fuzzy feelings? Or does&lt;br /&gt;he give them opportunities to love each other? Well, I got to run. A lot of&lt;br /&gt;people to serve. Enjoy.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWESOME quote from Evan Almighty yo. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-5578151572510960081?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/5578151572510960081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/5578151572510960081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#5578151572510960081' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-1217680172138510886</id><published>2010-08-08T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T23:10:03.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TF-aseeV26I/AAAAAAAAA2s/Wi_JWE56DwI/s1600/couple+dynamics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503287358555282338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TF-aseeV26I/AAAAAAAAA2s/Wi_JWE56DwI/s320/couple+dynamics.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA this is epic funny.&lt;br /&gt;AND OMFG. AYLC, im damn nervous and scared and excited and blur and scared and scared and scared and scared OMGGGGGGGGGGGG. *hyperventilates&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-1217680172138510886?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/1217680172138510886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/1217680172138510886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#1217680172138510886' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TF-aseeV26I/AAAAAAAAA2s/Wi_JWE56DwI/s72-c/couple+dynamics.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-2784319092179480494</id><published>2010-08-07T03:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T03:37:29.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I LOVE BANG BANG FOREVER (:&lt;br /&gt;ytd was th best nite of my life, hearts to million bits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks kuanyuan, matthew, zhiliang and jovi for tht awesome surprise dance. you guys were amazing, really. wedding dance was pretty ! and i'm glad upside down went fairly well as well. LOVE YOU GUYS. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-2784319092179480494?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/2784319092179480494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/2784319092179480494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#2784319092179480494' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-2492498068482659597</id><published>2010-07-30T05:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T05:29:39.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TFLFqdt13DI/AAAAAAAAA2M/Uoxat2G2Aes/s1600/crazy+frens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 221px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499675428294876210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TFLFqdt13DI/AAAAAAAAA2M/Uoxat2G2Aes/s320/crazy+frens.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REALLY?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-2492498068482659597?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/2492498068482659597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/2492498068482659597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#2492498068482659597' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TFLFqdt13DI/AAAAAAAAA2M/Uoxat2G2Aes/s72-c/crazy+frens.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-7765458017533838228</id><published>2010-07-30T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T05:25:41.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Day 30: Your reflection in th mirror&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i shld put this off. not exactly in th mood to comment abt it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FML to a billion trillion light years/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-7765458017533838228?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/7765458017533838228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/7765458017533838228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#7765458017533838228' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-5964322387973799151</id><published>2010-07-29T04:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T04:50:10.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've beem questioning, wat is the difference between honesty and integrity?&lt;br /&gt;and thanks to ching's blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Real integrity is doing the right thing, knowing that nobody’s going to know whether you did it or not.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-5964322387973799151?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/5964322387973799151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/5964322387973799151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#5964322387973799151' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-8131131045278190834</id><published>2010-07-29T04:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T04:46:02.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha extra facs trng today was really fruitful. and i like mass dances! haha thanks group members for active participation and cooperation and jj for being my dance partner ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-8131131045278190834?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/8131131045278190834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/8131131045278190834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#8131131045278190834' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-2776837767944228790</id><published>2010-07-27T01:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T01:58:20.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TE6foJ4HuAI/AAAAAAAAA1c/AyAFUjBhDis/s1600/value+everything.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 221px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498507707260844034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TE6foJ4HuAI/AAAAAAAAA1c/AyAFUjBhDis/s320/value+everything.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 29 — The person that you want tell everything to, but too afraid to&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ain't it obvious LOL. all the ques seems to direct at this specific person TSK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh finishing alr sigh, next time nth to post abt alr lol ):&lt;br /&gt;today is a boring day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-2776837767944228790?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/2776837767944228790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/2776837767944228790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#2776837767944228790' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TE6foJ4HuAI/AAAAAAAAA1c/AyAFUjBhDis/s72-c/value+everything.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-1865185952692746054</id><published>2010-07-26T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T06:06:03.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TE2G0K-KWuI/AAAAAAAAA1E/FAq78XL2LQw/s1600/best+fren.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498198950945643234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TE2G0K-KWuI/AAAAAAAAA1E/FAq78XL2LQw/s320/best+fren.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D jiayou in everything haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY IS AN EVENTFUL DAY. many things happened, not to say all are positive. arm ache, hand ache, leg ache, muscle ache, every freaking where aches WTF. thanks to who huh!!! WTF. first time i sweat so much in my whole life. and ht keep laughing during leg lifts then i become even more cui cos i laugh also -.- wat else hmm. rubbish lessons all in a row. did geog proj and kept laughing in th library. its a wonder why we didnt get thrown out LOL. AND received rhd photo, shucks, i think im going crazy hahahahahhahahahahahhahahahhahahahahhahahahahahhahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-1865185952692746054?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/1865185952692746054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/1865185952692746054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#1865185952692746054' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TE2G0K-KWuI/AAAAAAAAA1E/FAq78XL2LQw/s72-c/best+fren.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-7079981392735231114</id><published>2010-07-24T04:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T04:22:51.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SMA seems pretty cool!&lt;br /&gt;time to weigh my options. hmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-7079981392735231114?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/7079981392735231114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/7079981392735231114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#7079981392735231114' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-2002457165206681280</id><published>2010-07-24T04:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T04:19:27.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TErLsGFUhKI/AAAAAAAAA08/z9_gbmBNCpw/s1600/best+frens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497430253566723234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TErLsGFUhKI/AAAAAAAAA08/z9_gbmBNCpw/s320/best+frens.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 28: Someone that changed your life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;definitely clique :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went wying's house for geog proj, had loads of fun and food haha! SUNBLOCK MILLIONAIRE!!!! xDDDDD haha epic, freaking epic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wan a polaroid cameraaaaaaaaaa D: (more than a DSLR heh)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-2002457165206681280?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/2002457165206681280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/2002457165206681280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#2002457165206681280' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TErLsGFUhKI/AAAAAAAAA08/z9_gbmBNCpw/s72-c/best+frens.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-4727896768747201155</id><published>2010-07-23T02:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T02:50:07.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Day 27 — The friendliest person you knew for only one day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idk, im fucking irritated now, for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thr's something wrong w me, help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;attended SC invest w wenting jerian jiajin and tseyin. great atmosphere and i love th dance! haha, cute and entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;and damn im so jealous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-4727896768747201155?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/4727896768747201155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/4727896768747201155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#4727896768747201155' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-5913833450429923426</id><published>2010-07-22T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T01:35:45.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Day 26: The last person you made a pinky promise to&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CNNT RMB SRSLY O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep getting frequent headaches, wats wrong w me argh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-5913833450429923426?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/5913833450429923426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/5913833450429923426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#5913833450429923426' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-4186691501970553241</id><published>2010-07-21T03:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T01:43:02.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Day 25 — The person you know that is going through the worst of times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha bestie and probably clique ba (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;br /&gt;OH SHUCKS read title wrongly D: LOL idk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-4186691501970553241?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/4186691501970553241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/4186691501970553241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#4186691501970553241' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-2754303667683243981</id><published>2010-07-21T03:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T03:05:53.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>RHD was awesome, btr than i expected :D thanks guys for the effort and hard work!!! love you guys. and free chaletttttttttttttt :D and im super duper happy today and i keep smiling to myself. i think im nuts but :D HAHA. yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-2754303667683243981?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/2754303667683243981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/2754303667683243981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#2754303667683243981' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-5855529553994884085</id><published>2010-07-20T02:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T02:46:56.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Day 24 — The person that gave you your favorite memory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting you in such a special way is probably th best and worst thing tht could ever happen to me. shucks D:&lt;br /&gt;i dont really hav favourite memories cos i treasure many awesome/ sweet memories with clique, class, sqdmates. (: like htht or class outings or cca times. too many to count (':&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-5855529553994884085?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/5855529553994884085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/5855529553994884085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#5855529553994884085' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-3430841649179431477</id><published>2010-07-19T03:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T03:05:39.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>can someone tell me why some guys can be such bastards. _l_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-3430841649179431477?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/3430841649179431477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/3430841649179431477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#3430841649179431477' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-5056732208404182774</id><published>2010-07-19T01:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T01:52:14.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;I want to say thanks to alicia soon here haha. thanks for giving me another point of view when I desperately needed one to stop getting blinded by my own. it does make a little sense though, but I think I’ll never to able to truly comprehend someone else besides myself. hahaha and all the talk about being animals. HAHA. “human relationships are so complicated. let’s just all go be animals” HAHA a tumblr-worthy quote. haha to quote my own reply, “seriously I’m fucking tired of being human I just want to be an animal. all animals need to do is to eat sleep poop have babies.” looks like God really did make every lifeform fair, as humans we enjoy relationships, but that privilege also comes with troubles. :/&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA I LIKE THIS (((((((((((((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-5056732208404182774?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/5056732208404182774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/5056732208404182774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#5056732208404182774' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-281163240748199835</id><published>2010-07-19T01:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T01:34:54.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Day 23 — The last person you kissed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah not yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;it's our last proj as a class, i just hope it'll all work out in th end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-281163240748199835?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/281163240748199835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/281163240748199835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#281163240748199835' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-5417116872710092708</id><published>2010-07-18T04:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T04:44:56.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TELo30WwDYI/AAAAAAAAA0M/_-wsiQfAyVM/s1600/closed+door.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495210540989943170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TELo30WwDYI/AAAAAAAAA0M/_-wsiQfAyVM/s320/closed+door.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why cant th world be a happier place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos we dont hav enough trust.&lt;br /&gt;cos we dont hav enough faith.&lt;br /&gt;cos we think too much.&lt;br /&gt;cos we question too much.&lt;br /&gt;cos we blame everyone else but ourselves too much.&lt;br /&gt;cos we are too full of ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;cos we dont spare two thoughts for others.&lt;br /&gt;cos we just dont feel like making th effort to do a lil extra something somtimes and tht, goes a long long way.&lt;br /&gt;cos we dont cherish things enough, until its gone.&lt;br /&gt;cos we always look at th bad side of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;cos we dont say "i love you" enough.&lt;br /&gt;cos we refuse to let love in, and cos of tht, we refuse to give love out.&lt;br /&gt;cos we hav our own suspisions and reservations, too much of those.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-5417116872710092708?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/5417116872710092708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/5417116872710092708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#5417116872710092708' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TELo30WwDYI/AAAAAAAAA0M/_-wsiQfAyVM/s72-c/closed+door.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-4027939629686543877</id><published>2010-07-18T03:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T03:52:11.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Day 22: Someone you want to give a second chance to&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im someone who doesnt hold most grudges strongly and forget them very quickly. i give out second chances rather easily, its just about whether you realise it and make good use of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is just another tiring and boring day. painted room tho (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-4027939629686543877?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/4027939629686543877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/4027939629686543877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#4027939629686543877' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-6618972187330099998</id><published>2010-07-17T02:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T02:59:27.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TEF-86Jx_qI/AAAAAAAAAz0/AiIvJ3jyI3I/s1600/life.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494812605236248226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TEF-86Jx_qI/AAAAAAAAAz0/AiIvJ3jyI3I/s320/life.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 20: The one that broke your heart the hardest&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bio paper T_T z still cannot get over that fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 21: Someone you judged by their first impression&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad to say, i judge people way too easily and im trying to change tht now._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SE concert was amazing (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-6618972187330099998?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/6618972187330099998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/6618972187330099998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#6618972187330099998' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TEF-86Jx_qI/AAAAAAAAAz0/AiIvJ3jyI3I/s72-c/life.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-4138206724602561823</id><published>2010-07-15T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T06:14:49.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TD8JsEPEF3I/AAAAAAAAAzk/mhP5J2U4UO8/s1600/in+your+heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TD8JsEPEF3I/AAAAAAAAAzk/mhP5J2U4UO8/s320/in+your+heart.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494120723071113074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE? )':&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-4138206724602561823?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/4138206724602561823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/4138206724602561823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#4138206724602561823' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TD8JsEPEF3I/AAAAAAAAAzk/mhP5J2U4UO8/s72-c/in+your+heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-2000232010388184567</id><published>2010-07-15T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T04:27:47.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TD7vS4Z-hLI/AAAAAAAAAzc/6j3-LM_4sio/s1600/kids.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TD7vS4Z-hLI/AAAAAAAAAzc/6j3-LM_4sio/s320/kids.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494091703096607922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom Daley is cute :D British diving champion coming to Spore for YOG! haha awesome pls. and thanks yangyi and nic for the ties, if y'all are reading this (: and thanks millions for passing it to me!! ^^ i owe you one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-2000232010388184567?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/2000232010388184567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/2000232010388184567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#2000232010388184567' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TD7vS4Z-hLI/AAAAAAAAAzc/6j3-LM_4sio/s72-c/kids.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-3451667830725121258</id><published>2010-07-15T03:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T03:54:42.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Day 19 — Someone that pesters your mind—good or bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nth more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!$%#!@^!@&amp;$^#@ STILL CANT GET OVER THE FACT THT I DIDNT READ TH STUPID QUES PROPERLY AND DIDNT REJECT NEGATIVE!!! ARGHHHH ))))))): chinese test was retarded. so much for knowing beforehand. _l_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-3451667830725121258?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/3451667830725121258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/3451667830725121258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#3451667830725121258' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-7546052190370379220</id><published>2010-07-14T02:02:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T02:02:57.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hopelessly lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUST. STUDY. MATHS. SET. AND. BINOMIAL.&lt;br /&gt;MUST. READ. THT. DUMB. CHINESE. BOOK.&lt;br /&gt;ALL FOR PARTIAL EXEMPTION! it'll be worth while. it had better be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-7546052190370379220?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/7546052190370379220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/7546052190370379220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#7546052190370379220' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-8158928658427362471</id><published>2010-07-14T00:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T01:01:15.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Day 18: The person that you wish you could be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be someone completely different. someone, anyone, who's doesn't hav my flaws.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-8158928658427362471?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/8158928658427362471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/8158928658427362471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#8158928658427362471' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-1165055530799177331</id><published>2010-07-13T03:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T03:58:49.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Day 17: Someone from your childhood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no childhood srsly. i cant rmb my preschool life, my kindergarden life and early primary sch life which equals to i have no life. can only rmb p5/ 6 life. only got 9 guys in my class heh. i still rmb our classroom was like at the bottom floor of the library cos not enough classrooms to accommodate my class haha. air con everyday, not bad. and i rmb we had those cool hexagonal tables and we sit in sixes so grp work was fun. one very sweet memory was this special day (Da Vinci day or something?) we had to prepare/ decorate our classrooms and create small games for the little kids in p1/ 2. then our theme was jungle or something haha. then we cut up strips of green crepe paper and stuck it on our ceiling, wall and everything. it was super pretty, i still hav photos i think ^^ hah, primary sch life, miss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was bad, like really bad. phototaking was crap. we were pekcek, photographer was pekcek, everyone were pekcek _l_ i thought the sec 2s were cute last time, turns out i was wrong. so disappointed. everything is so fucking screwed up, to me tht is. im not a squad i/c so im not in the position to say anything and i shldnt feel as strongly, maybe i shldnt even give a damn but, fuck this, i swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;you know tht feeling, when you feel so mad that you just wanna cry and everyone and everything seems to be against you at the same time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"I’ve learned to take a step back and stop trying to understand all the “why’s” and “how come’s” that go along with this world and this life. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I’ve learned that sometimes you really have to say fuck it and just live it.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;— Jennifer Aniston&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK EVERYTHING, not just it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-1165055530799177331?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/1165055530799177331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/1165055530799177331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#1165055530799177331' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-2408878728164628919</id><published>2010-07-12T01:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T01:55:20.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Day 16: Someone that's not in your state/ country&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAT QUES IS THIS Z.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stomachache.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-2408878728164628919?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/2408878728164628919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/2408878728164628919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#2408878728164628919' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-6078144530464387952</id><published>2010-07-11T03:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T04:00:49.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TDmkRjhrlQI/AAAAAAAAAzM/ueUiVX4qC2U/s1600/beast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 205px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TDmkRjhrlQI/AAAAAAAAAzM/ueUiVX4qC2U/s320/beast.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492601842056271106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 15: The person you miss the most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHH Beast is too cute :D I love guy number 4 :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-6078144530464387952?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/6078144530464387952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/6078144530464387952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#6078144530464387952' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TDmkRjhrlQI/AAAAAAAAAzM/ueUiVX4qC2U/s72-c/beast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-1119304721683976756</id><published>2010-07-10T03:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T03:23:26.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Day 14: Someone you've drifted away from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too many to list, cant be bothered. why are most of th topics emo to me z.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a happier note, facs trng today was awesome fun :D got super duper high rite aft mass dance. man, I just love mass dances :D haha five colors in her hair was quite simple but really fast! alot of jumping :D heh. hopefully aylc will a great experience tht is comparable to slc! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-1119304721683976756?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/1119304721683976756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/1119304721683976756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#1119304721683976756' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-6693448148451492</id><published>2010-07-09T04:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T04:51:30.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Day 13 — Someone you wish could forgive you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah, I dont think so. unless I hav non intentionally offended someone ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh!! I cant get enough of super junior!! yesung ^^ he has tiny eyes hah. cnnt find a nice photo of him w his nice new hairstyle z.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TDcMsBjDpyI/AAAAAAAAAy0/PaUMT51T0tc/s1600/suju.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 264px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TDcMsBjDpyI/AAAAAAAAAy0/PaUMT51T0tc/s320/suju.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491872221070862114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I cnnt recognise anyone LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-6693448148451492?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/6693448148451492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/6693448148451492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#6693448148451492' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TDcMsBjDpyI/AAAAAAAAAy0/PaUMT51T0tc/s72-c/suju.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-6637947381961142771</id><published>2010-07-08T03:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T03:45:27.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TDWsIaXFabI/AAAAAAAAAyk/RRnAePt-HxI/s1600/omg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TDWsIaXFabI/AAAAAAAAAyk/RRnAePt-HxI/s320/omg.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491484581163264434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE IS LIKE AWESOMELY CUTE :D&lt;br /&gt;BALLOONS :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-6637947381961142771?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/6637947381961142771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/6637947381961142771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#6637947381961142771' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TDWsIaXFabI/AAAAAAAAAyk/RRnAePt-HxI/s72-c/omg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-860411211537679701</id><published>2010-07-08T02:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T02:10:43.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TDWVmi3wWpI/AAAAAAAAAyM/jNfkUOugAv8/s1600/think+of+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 315px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TDWVmi3wWpI/AAAAAAAAAyM/jNfkUOugAv8/s320/think+of+me.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491459810076416658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-860411211537679701?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/860411211537679701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/860411211537679701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#860411211537679701' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TDWVmi3wWpI/AAAAAAAAAyM/jNfkUOugAv8/s72-c/think+of+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-2287534812587173057</id><published>2010-07-08T01:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T01:40:00.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Day 12 — The person you hate most/caused you a lot of pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont really bear grudges a lot partly cos my memory's kinda bad (THTS WHY I FAILED BIO) and its tiring z.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM BORED.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-2287534812587173057?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/2287534812587173057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/2287534812587173057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#2287534812587173057' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-586989158637976099</id><published>2010-07-07T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T03:24:29.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Day 11 — A Deceased person you wish you could talk to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, this requires a bit of thinking. But I can say for sure I wouldnt wanna talk to some genius who invented some law or proved some theory cos boy did they screw up my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm received GPA today, must say was rather unexpected, in a good way.&lt;br /&gt;AIMING FOR PARTIAL EXEMPTION NOW!!! Hopefully I can la hor.&lt;br /&gt;Lunched out w Oon today haha, emo ppl who hav no company. Quite fun and we talked alot abt uni, th future, jobs and subj combi. All seem so far away, but z.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-586989158637976099?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/586989158637976099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/586989158637976099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#586989158637976099' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-1376277422427557882</id><published>2010-07-06T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T03:46:24.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Day 10 — Someone you don’t talk to as much as you’d like to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAH, I can just go on and on about this. Him, thts for sure. Sigh oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class photo taking today! Heh, hope my hair isnt bad looking. But not full class photo cos Huiwen wasnt thr ))): Sigh, NEVER had a FULL class photo before ): We fail.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-1376277422427557882?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/1376277422427557882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/1376277422427557882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#1376277422427557882' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-2477757547267829492</id><published>2010-07-05T00:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T03:35:03.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Day 9: Someone you wish you could meet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I presume, its asking with regards to some idol? I keep switching idols, y'know. Too many shuai idols around LOL. Fickle me. Haha, but as of now, Jay Chou omg! He's freaking awesome :D And I dreamt of him. (LOL Hsiaotien)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;br /&gt;Haha OMG I change my mind. I wanna meet Jacob Black!!! xD Haha and the entire Twi-cast, with the exception of ofcos EDWARD and BELLA. Jane is freaking talented :D Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-2477757547267829492?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/2477757547267829492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/2477757547267829492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#2477757547267829492' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-3310102612058129359</id><published>2010-07-04T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T08:39:16.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Day 8: Your favourite internet fren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dk. I hate the net sometimes. It might seem as the easiest way to communicate w someone, but then again, it serves as a big deterrence (SCS -.-) when you wanna really communicate face to face. I dont really know wat I'm talking about la, actually. But I would rather talk face to face more than using the net. Cos thr're some frens, while its seems so easy to talk on the net, it seems pretty impossible to have a decent face to face conversation z. Sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLASS CIP WAS COOL, giving out flyers w my dear humji partner, jiajin. (OMFG, I heard a cat screeching or something downstairs O: damn disturbing omg.) Made a new fren, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Lil Miss JJ&lt;/span&gt;. :D Haha. Damn funny. And then AAR (After activity recreation HAHA) at labrador park. Thanks guys, it was a whole load of fun :D Haha. And really sorry and thank you jerian (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-3310102612058129359?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/3310102612058129359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/3310102612058129359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#3310102612058129359' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-8124614959281836322</id><published>2010-07-03T02:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T02:48:23.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TC8HMSb48VI/AAAAAAAAAxc/fwn7yW0nSY0/s1600/taylor-lautner-new-moon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 237px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TC8HMSb48VI/AAAAAAAAAxc/fwn7yW0nSY0/s320/taylor-lautner-new-moon.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489614378476564818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TC8HLwZhdnI/AAAAAAAAAxU/y5n4WWZs5OQ/s1600/taylor-lautner-3200-calories-a-day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TC8HLwZhdnI/AAAAAAAAAxU/y5n4WWZs5OQ/s320/taylor-lautner-3200-calories-a-day.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489614369339831922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TC8HLkdlbDI/AAAAAAAAAxM/eUxpcqqPE8s/s1600/new-jacob-black-shirtless-tattoo_a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TC8HLkdlbDI/AAAAAAAAAxM/eUxpcqqPE8s/s320/new-jacob-black-shirtless-tattoo_a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489614366135643186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TC8HLByiRHI/AAAAAAAAAxE/Ofk7MQfzwKI/s1600/jacob-black-twilight-guys-6725695-1656-2120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TC8HLByiRHI/AAAAAAAAAxE/Ofk7MQfzwKI/s320/jacob-black-twilight-guys-6725695-1656-2120.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489614356828275826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TC8HK1LYJaI/AAAAAAAAAw8/y6R1dAjuT4I/s1600/BARBIE+LOL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 93px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TC8HK1LYJaI/AAAAAAAAAw8/y6R1dAjuT4I/s320/BARBIE+LOL.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489614353442809250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(I find this awesomely funny, idk why!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TC8GXtlMvhI/AAAAAAAAAw0/efPj3QQ33wc/s1600/jacob-black-poster-pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TC8GXtlMvhI/AAAAAAAAAw0/efPj3QQ33wc/s320/jacob-black-poster-pic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489613475230301714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TC8GXejjspI/AAAAAAAAAws/1bUPdIYv9Ts/s1600/jacob-black-new-moon-poster_a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TC8GXejjspI/AAAAAAAAAws/1bUPdIYv9Ts/s320/jacob-black-new-moon-poster_a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489613471196885650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TC8GWSClnNI/AAAAAAAAAwk/i9VH7JZFjIc/s1600/jacob-black-jacob-black-6546607-1280-800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TC8GWSClnNI/AAAAAAAAAwk/i9VH7JZFjIc/s320/jacob-black-jacob-black-6546607-1280-800.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489613450657504466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TC8GVwQWavI/AAAAAAAAAwc/f4eTdCyx5GQ/s1600/Jacob_Black.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 255px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TC8GVwQWavI/AAAAAAAAAwc/f4eTdCyx5GQ/s320/Jacob_Black.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489613441588423410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TC8GVQwZeOI/AAAAAAAAAwU/56e2Hs4vujY/s1600/10ReasonstoLoveJacobBlacktwil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TC8GVQwZeOI/AAAAAAAAAwU/56e2Hs4vujY/s320/10ReasonstoLoveJacobBlacktwil.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489613433132906722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's only freaking 18!!! Oh gosh. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-8124614959281836322?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/8124614959281836322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/8124614959281836322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#8124614959281836322' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TC8HMSb48VI/AAAAAAAAAxc/fwn7yW0nSY0/s72-c/taylor-lautner-new-moon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-4915699027038512366</id><published>2010-07-03T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T01:16:26.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Day 7: Your Ex-boyfren/ girlfren/ love/ crush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never had one, so haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-4915699027038512366?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/4915699027038512366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/4915699027038512366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#4915699027038512366' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-7205254090786075402</id><published>2010-07-02T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T06:07:51.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Day 6: A stranger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once read somewhr, tht ppl who appear in your dreams, even those whom you thought you've never seen before, are ppl tht you met in your life, some time or another. 'Cos you cant dream abt ppl you've never seen before. They could well be ppl who brush past you in th streets. Cool thing haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of strangers, a freaking funny girl in the cinema screamed out loud today when JACOB BLACK made his &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;first freaking awesome appearance&lt;/span&gt;!! Haha amusing girl. And some quite cool guys at th back were sniggering and making funny noises haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ECLIPSE was great great!! Ongmin, I shall upload my 10 photos of JACOB BLACK tml :D Haha, as promised. I love JACOB AND WOLVES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And sqdmates, ofcos heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-7205254090786075402?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/7205254090786075402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/7205254090786075402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#7205254090786075402' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-2349753079606315120</id><published>2010-07-01T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T04:38:13.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Day 5: Your dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHH finally, an awesome topic :D Haha, dreams. I wanna travel around the world, really really badly. But, if tht doesnt work out, due to family issues and stuff, I shall settle to be a wedding planner heh ^^ Or marine biologist, if I become a lil too successful in my studies, tht is, IF. Haha i ONCE (crazy me) wanted to be a lawyer LOL. Anw yup, realistic wish ah. Hmm get a not bad GPA for eoys and clear year 4 smoothly haha. Shit, havnt get back mid year GPA, I dont wan get back T~T And a further wish would be to clear As as well haha. But tht one, a bit far ah hor. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I'll be glad to live a happy and carefree life as much as possible (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a funny day w shirley and kor :D Haha been a long time since we last hung out. Miss those days ahhhh. I wanna Kbox w y'all! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-2349753079606315120?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/2349753079606315120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/2349753079606315120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#2349753079606315120' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-1481291107793031431</id><published>2010-06-30T05:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T05:10:46.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Day 3: Your parents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry not able to post ytd cos of my !$%@#%#!%! com. It's dead now and I caused her death. T_T FML. Ok parents. (I'm beginning not to like this note thingy, all the weird and idk-how-answer-properly-and-honestly topics :/) Parents, over protective and all but I know its cos they care and everything. Maybe its different mindset/ thinking ba, we cant really get along as well. Sigh, I;m someone who's very affected by the mood of people around me. So when someone gets annoyed around, I'm bound to get annoyed. And its not like I can control tht rite! Its not tht I can stop myself from being easily influenced by others rite!? Ok anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Day 4: Your sibling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This just reminds me of 4 C-blings EH. HAHAHA (n) My sis is annoying. End of story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Anw thanks jj and jerian for the awesome day today. Had loads of fun camwhoring and watching first nc16! More outings k! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hopefully, cousin can help me save my com pls pls pls T__________T I suck.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-1481291107793031431?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/1481291107793031431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/1481291107793031431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#1481291107793031431' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-1869431332331643957</id><published>2010-06-28T03:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T04:27:36.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TCiG8l4dKXI/AAAAAAAAAvs/y_0nwtyLgKs/s1600/ily.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 222px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487784521470126450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TCiG8l4dKXI/AAAAAAAAAvs/y_0nwtyLgKs/s320/ily.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 2: Your crush&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not another one of these topics .___. I don't know wat to say abt this. All I know is, one and a half years hav been long, and tough. I hav thought of giving up of everything and anything but its just as hard as holding on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, today was a happy day. Miss (Hannah) Tan turned out really nicer than expected (: and lessons weren't all tht bad heh. Had a great lunch and a lil shopping w clique! and not forgetting souvenir exchanging! thanks kor for tht awesomely cute egg :D like it alot haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-1869431332331643957?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/1869431332331643957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/1869431332331643957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#1869431332331643957' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TCiG8l4dKXI/AAAAAAAAAvs/y_0nwtyLgKs/s72-c/ily.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-1203947124250955075</id><published>2010-06-26T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T23:41:49.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1: Your best fren</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Day 1: Your best fren&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wat an awkward first topic._. I dont really know how to go about saying this. I dont know if its just me or wat. Maybe its just me, maybe i'm just way too sensitive. It seems as though we're drifting apart, real badly. I dont know if i shld say it here. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But I think th council changed you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still random shit, shoot me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok nvm, on a lighter note.&lt;br /&gt;NVM I can't think of anything. Shall just leave it at tht.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-1203947124250955075?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/1203947124250955075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/1203947124250955075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#1203947124250955075' title='Day 1: Your best fren'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-1213517924695175739</id><published>2010-06-26T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T23:41:18.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>30 days of summer (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;30 days of summer (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 — Your Best Friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 — Your Crush &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 — Your parents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4 — Your sibling (or closest relative)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 5 — Your dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 6 — A stranger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 7 — Your Ex-boyfriend/girlfriend/love/crush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 8 — Your favorite internet friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 9 — Someone you wish you could meet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 10 — Someone you don’t talk to as much as you’d like to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 11 — A Deceased person you wish you could talk to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 12 — The person you hate most/caused you a lot of pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 13 — Someone you wish could forgive you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 14 — Someone you’ve drifted away from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 15 — The person you miss the most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 16 — Someone that’s not in your state/country&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 17 — Someone from your childhood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 18 — The person that you wish you could be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 19 — Someone that pesters your mind—good or bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 20 — The one that broke your heart the hardest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 21 — Someone you judged by their first impression&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 22 — Someone you want to give a second chance to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 23 — The last person you kissed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 24 — The person that gave you your favorite memory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 25 — The person you know that is going through the worst of times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 26 — The last person you made a pinky promise to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 27 — The friendliest person you knew for only one day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 28 — Someone that changed your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 29 — The person that you want tell everything to, but too afraid to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 30 — Your reflection in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits to yuxian, and wat a ridiculous title HAHA. Everyday is summer in Spore. I'm pretty sure I wont be able to keep this up but I'll try. Besides, it'll keep me from posting random emo shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-1213517924695175739?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/1213517924695175739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/1213517924695175739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#1213517924695175739' title='30 days of summer (:'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-2486372071181926377</id><published>2010-06-22T01:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T01:28:58.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"One of the most tragic things I know about human nature is that all of us tend to put off living. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We are all dreaming of some magical rose garden over the horizon - instead of enjoying the roses blooming outside our windows today.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;— Dale Carnegie&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How true, I'm trying to appreciate everyone around me right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-2486372071181926377?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/2486372071181926377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/2486372071181926377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#2486372071181926377' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-6999709433987900543</id><published>2010-06-16T05:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T05:06:29.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TBi9ufrM6bI/AAAAAAAAAu8/41d2I7XJNfw/s1600/sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 312px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TBi9ufrM6bI/AAAAAAAAAu8/41d2I7XJNfw/s320/sunset.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483341152797911474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome 2D1N for me hah, thanks to my rubbish immune system. Thanks sqdmates, grp mates, Taylin, Alan, Mrs Ong, Shijing, Nicole for the concern. Really means alot to me. Learnt a lot, had a hell lot of fun and made new frens from the 2 days of activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;Do ya, do ya, do ya, do ya love me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha I love mass dances.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-6999709433987900543?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/6999709433987900543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/6999709433987900543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#6999709433987900543' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TBi9ufrM6bI/AAAAAAAAAu8/41d2I7XJNfw/s72-c/sunset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-5747362898310699777</id><published>2010-06-08T05:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T05:13:46.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Listening to &lt;i&gt;Wedding Dress&lt;/i&gt; just brings on a sudden surge of feelings that are hard to explain. :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-5747362898310699777?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/5747362898310699777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/5747362898310699777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#5747362898310699777' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-432012813924764472</id><published>2010-06-03T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T22:54:23.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Me and my boyfriend always tell each other our wishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night, we were looking at the stars, and his watched beeped to tell him it was 11:11. I asked him what his wish was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He got down on one knee and said. "I wish you would marry me" and pulled out a ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His love GMH&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-432012813924764472?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/432012813924764472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/432012813924764472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#432012813924764472' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-3292257786276427424</id><published>2010-05-31T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T03:41:29.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TAONLpPhXHI/AAAAAAAAAuM/sAu_vG_pHAU/s1600/nightsky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TAONLpPhXHI/AAAAAAAAAuM/sAu_vG_pHAU/s320/nightsky.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477376803001687154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;dont tell me, i dont wanna listen.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;beneath all the gossips, reflections, prank calls, teasing, laughing, poor food, charcoal pills, long coach rides, 40 became 1 ~ &lt;b&gt;OELP qingdao-shanghai 2010&lt;/b&gt; ♥&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH finally back. china would have been 10 times more crappy, if not for the other 39 of y'all! thanks for all the company and concern, laughter and teasing, you guys made the trip AWESOME! ♥ many highlights of the trip including Polar Ocean World, ShangHai Museum, Oriental Pearl TV tower, World Expo, farming (JERIAN ARE YOU JEALOUS) and more. lazy to elaborate. oh and to all who were unwell with fever diarrhea vomiting, GET WELL SOON AND TAKE CARE OF YOURSELVES! including me la haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks hsiaotien for the company, mcfly, understanding, concern and all the secrets we shared! and sorry for bringing down the mood of the trip with my poor immune system, SIGH. if only i wasnt sick luh._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photos will be up on facebook soon! haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-3292257786276427424?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/3292257786276427424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/3292257786276427424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#3292257786276427424' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/TAONLpPhXHI/AAAAAAAAAuM/sAu_vG_pHAU/s72-c/nightsky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-2787357209503948156</id><published>2010-05-21T03:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T03:23:03.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Today, a boy was trying to pass me a note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher caught him and confiscated the note. He read the note, smiled, came back and gave it to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The note read: "There's something you should know. I love you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His courage, and the teacher's thoughtfulness for love GMH.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-2787357209503948156?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/2787357209503948156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/2787357209503948156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#2787357209503948156' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-5349304926143528702</id><published>2010-05-21T02:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T02:15:25.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thank you SiRui Amanda and Shirley for the really cool crystal bear! Have always wanted to get one after seeing it! ^^&lt;br /&gt;And thank you Elysia for the pooh bear and note! Haha very cute ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was Mr Chan KC and Mr Yee's farewell/ retirement LMAOS! Haha really cool retirement ceremony held in class by our awesome emcees ZiHao and Raimie. xD Ahh come to think of it, I'll really miss Mr Yee ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QINGDAO QINGDAO QINGDAO OMG!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-5349304926143528702?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/5349304926143528702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/5349304926143528702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#5349304926143528702' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-4669878776528505927</id><published>2010-05-20T04:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T04:29:50.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today my school had a fire drill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was standing outside with one of the most popular football players, when a Down Syndrome girl came up to him and wanted to hold his hand b/c she was scared. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happily, he held her hand in front of all his friends back to class. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His soft side in front of his boys GMH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-4669878776528505927?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/4669878776528505927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/4669878776528505927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#4669878776528505927' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-7579632031740740670</id><published>2010-05-19T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T23:24:39.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHHH sick for the past 3 days and just found out that I failed my bio, FML. Missed out on so much shit in school but yay, at least its an excuse to not do compo ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving for QingDao tomorrow! EXCITED ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU Hsiaotien Jerian and Jiajin for the awesome card, poor balloon (LOL!) and frog! Haha! And Yantong for the card full of hearts! (: I feel so blessed haha. Shall upload photos of gifts on facebook when I'm back from QingDao (: Ahhh I should go sleep now (: Squad blog song is nice hahah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-7579632031740740670?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/7579632031740740670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/7579632031740740670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#7579632031740740670' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-361831636511863713</id><published>2010-05-16T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T05:38:53.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S-_mct27pNI/AAAAAAAAAt8/s18KieXOf8E/s1600/smiling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 184px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S-_mct27pNI/AAAAAAAAAt8/s18KieXOf8E/s320/smiling.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471845453299164370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugging the awesomely cute pink toy now. ^^ Haha my best comfort, as of now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-361831636511863713?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/361831636511863713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/361831636511863713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#361831636511863713' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S-_mct27pNI/AAAAAAAAAt8/s18KieXOf8E/s72-c/smiling.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-6664862858388870713</id><published>2010-05-14T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T06:13:14.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sleeping at 2 yesterday totally killed me today btw, lol. Goodness, I'm never gonna do it again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-6664862858388870713?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/6664862858388870713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/6664862858388870713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#6664862858388870713' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-8765522769608869349</id><published>2010-05-14T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T05:55:39.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S-1HWWgAUlI/AAAAAAAAAts/VnHOlvJHdmc/s1600/Taste_The_Rainbow_by_RAWr_its_ASH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S-1HWWgAUlI/AAAAAAAAAts/VnHOlvJHdmc/s320/Taste_The_Rainbow_by_RAWr_its_ASH.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471107571647533650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY HAS BEEN AN AWESOME DAY, something which is not possible without the presence, the gifts and the well wishes from so many of you guys. I would especially like to thank 4C'10, 2B'08, SQUADMATES, JCHATSWAY, and most importantly, JCSATAY. Thanks guys, for all the fun and laughter you've injected into my life for the past few years. RV life would never have been so memorable without you guys. (':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly and most importantly, JCSATAY. ♥&lt;br /&gt;Thank you each and every one of you guys; shirley yuxian abigail tianli joshua and choonzuan. Thank you for putting in all the time/ effort into completing the gifts, especially shirley yup. It really means alot to me. Thanks for the awesome scrapbook and necklace and the super cute soft toy! (': I nearly cried while reading it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, Yantong Weiying and Wenting.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the really cute teddy and the white pouch!! Haha thanks for the card too, weiying (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amelia Tszkiu Heping Wenhui Huiwen Mengni Qiutian and Yuning!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks you guys, for the really cool bag ^^ I'm going to use it as my school bag and bring it to QingDao! Haha thanks for being really thoughtful! Love you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you SQDMATES!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the bilibanja and the birthday song! Love you guys to bits. I dont wanna step down )':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you sec1s and sec2s (okay I don't think they will see this lol!) for the birthday song and everything! (: Haha I am very touched! (':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special thanks to Raimie, for the very sweet birthday message. Indeed, for today at least, everything was better than okay (: So much better than okay (:&lt;br /&gt;As well as people who contributed to the scrapbook ♥ : including Mr Gan (lol!), Hsiaotien, Jerian (omg your note is freaking epic haha, thanks for the effort put in.), HueyChyi, Yithong, Xinyi, Wenting, Tseyin, Claire, Suzanne, just to name a few. Thanks for the sweet notes (:&lt;br /&gt;Also my cousin, for the freaking nice metallic pink ear-piece ^^ I really like it alot! And my uncle for the magnet kiwi! :D And sister for the cute blue bear (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, thanks all for the messages and facebook wall posts! Really appreciate those (: Thanks all who made my Sweet Sixteen so memorable ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-8765522769608869349?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/8765522769608869349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/8765522769608869349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#8765522769608869349' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S-1HWWgAUlI/AAAAAAAAAts/VnHOlvJHdmc/s72-c/Taste_The_Rainbow_by_RAWr_its_ASH.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-5580112051225163041</id><published>2010-05-13T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T05:11:23.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tired of being tired.&lt;br /&gt;Tired of wanting.&lt;br /&gt;Tired of needing.&lt;br /&gt;Sudden surge of rubbish emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looked thru all 700 photos in facebook and got really reflective and emotional. Sigh. Time passes so quickly. Now its already half a year gone, and half more to go with 4C. I don't know what I'm gonna do next year. T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-5580112051225163041?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/5580112051225163041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/5580112051225163041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#5580112051225163041' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-2744682717771286711</id><published>2010-05-13T03:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T03:12:53.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha loads of the stuff happened in the past week but due to awesome midyears, I'm unable to update yup. BUT WOOHOO MIDYEARS ARE OVER! FREEDOM! Jay Chou is absolutely the best artiste around, don't you agree ^^ Haha played basketball for PE on monday. Gosh! Super tough! Play half court for less than 10 minutes already wanna die liao xP Haha I admire the basketballers now. Hmm what else. Oh went CottonOn with wenting to get awesome flats. Silver! But bought wrong size -.- So have to go back to exchange tml. Ahh oh well. Thank you hancong for the icecream! Very touched that he remembered (: Haha first to wish me somemore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-2744682717771286711?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/2744682717771286711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/2744682717771286711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#2744682717771286711' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-8779824387352913944</id><published>2010-05-09T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T06:40:36.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHHHHHH 超人不会飞 by jay is awesome (: Bought my Adidas jacket today. White silver, freaking nice ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不要问我哭过了没,&lt;br /&gt;因为超人不能流眼泪.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;要坚强, 要加油, 知道了没?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-8779824387352913944?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/8779824387352913944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/8779824387352913944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#8779824387352913944' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-9154224378103400526</id><published>2010-05-08T02:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T02:57:00.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't wan any responsibilities. I wanna be free, to do the things I wan, to do the things I like. And right now, I can't wait to grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one of those weird thoughts. Sigh. BIOOOOOOOOOOOO (n)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-9154224378103400526?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/9154224378103400526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/9154224378103400526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#9154224378103400526' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-3188005690636383744</id><published>2010-05-07T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T05:52:43.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;HAPPY NP DAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CCA today was awesomely fun! ^^ Hahaha had loads of fun with s1s during their CC lesson (observing only actually) and with the s3s during debrief and s1s with their cheering and dragon pumping!!! Loads of awesome pics :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm 3 down!!! Half gone already yay! Jiayou woohoo, I can do it ^^&lt;br /&gt;Physics is easy, &lt;i&gt;ya my ass&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changing places sigh. Quite sad actually. I'll miss sitting with Zihao ): I'll miss his ridiculously loud hushing, although it seriously hurts my ears. And looking at him find/ helping him find his worksheets in his incredibly messy file. And him clipping up his long fringe! Haha. SIGHHHHHHH. Must cherish the times left. Stupid him. Ask him if he will miss me (with a very serious face ok!) then he just laugh wahlau. TSK. Not to say new tablemate is bad, but Enting very quiet!! I'm afraid of the awkwardness. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very prone to spacing out these days. Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-3188005690636383744?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/3188005690636383744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/3188005690636383744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#3188005690636383744' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-7674949241602072149</id><published>2010-05-06T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T01:32:30.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S-J9GvyWCbI/AAAAAAAAAtc/d0yX3w6-e1Q/s1600/make+a+wish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 272px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S-J9GvyWCbI/AAAAAAAAAtc/d0yX3w6-e1Q/s320/make+a+wish.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468070452441516466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A1 for physics. Please please please. I don't wanna let the class down T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 down! 4 more to go (: Staying optimistic here.&lt;br /&gt;I just watched a rather ridiculous MV. 寄生-吳克群. They should have gotten a better female lead tsk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-7674949241602072149?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/7674949241602072149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/7674949241602072149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#7674949241602072149' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S-J9GvyWCbI/AAAAAAAAAtc/d0yX3w6-e1Q/s72-c/make+a+wish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-8520697280082370068</id><published>2010-05-05T01:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T01:43:52.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S-EsfBdeBoI/AAAAAAAAAtU/dV1TYp5Y0EU/s1600/beautifull.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S-EsfBdeBoI/AAAAAAAAAtU/dV1TYp5Y0EU/s320/beautifull.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467700334084097666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 DOWN!!!&lt;br /&gt;5 MORE TO GO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LA test was rubbish. Mr Yee lied T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-8520697280082370068?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/8520697280082370068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/8520697280082370068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#8520697280082370068' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S-EsfBdeBoI/AAAAAAAAAtU/dV1TYp5Y0EU/s72-c/beautifull.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-5604210456982441485</id><published>2010-05-02T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T07:00:31.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Enchanted is such an inspiring show. SIGH. Bloody tests, 3 in a row for 2 weeks straight. &lt;b&gt;I HATE SCS.&lt;/b&gt; 3 bloody essays in 1.5 hour is SUICIDE. And bio WTF. I wanna fast forward. Fast forward to the 14 of may. End of papers and incidentally my birthday woohoo. Sigh. Reading last year's birthday msges brought back a lot of sweet memories, nostalgia and everything. And I realised that I've drifted away from some people. T.T I wonder if this year's sweet sixteen will be as memorable. I won't hold any high hopes 'cos I don't wanna face the disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;will you remember?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-5604210456982441485?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/5604210456982441485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/5604210456982441485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#5604210456982441485' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-7902137479172129986</id><published>2010-04-30T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T06:04:33.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S9rVWSMDyOI/AAAAAAAAAtE/Zt6dO8eGlTM/s1600/time+for+departure.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 162px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S9rVWSMDyOI/AAAAAAAAAtE/Zt6dO8eGlTM/s320/time+for+departure.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465915676583774434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Passing down&lt;/b&gt;, bittersweet I guess. Seeing all the seniors posting about the 6 years that passed so fast make me feel the nostalgia too. Regretting and reminiscing seems like the only option for them. I don't want to be like that, we still have a little less than a month together. It has been tough, the past 4 years. Loads of ups and downs, plenty of bullshit, tempers here and there, hugs, tears, smiles, laughter, and all together, forming beautiful memories that will last for a long time. I won't say a lifetime, 'cos I myself know it won't be possible. But I won't let go of these memories. 4 years is a long time. In 4 years, we changed class once, changed classroom 4 times. 4 years, 1460 days. At the end of a shitty day, going for CCA just makes my day a whole lot better. Be it slacking the NP room, taking squad for boring lessons, complaining and ranting about how bad the day was, it all meant a lot to me. I must say we are a rather lucky, or maybe others may perceive it as unlucky, generation, having experienced a transitional stage in our RV and NP life. Having the chance to experience taking squads both in the old school campus and new school campus has been awesome. SIGH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-7902137479172129986?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/7902137479172129986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/7902137479172129986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#7902137479172129986' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S9rVWSMDyOI/AAAAAAAAAtE/Zt6dO8eGlTM/s72-c/time+for+departure.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-721053995839350938</id><published>2010-04-28T03:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T04:07:55.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S9gWNkZsceI/AAAAAAAAAsk/x-ocR12w0H4/s1600/shooting+star.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S9gWNkZsceI/AAAAAAAAAsk/x-ocR12w0H4/s320/shooting+star.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465142570179654114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The best present you can give anyone isn’t plushies or other temporary stuff. But the thought that you would get to wherever they are in a second is worth&lt;i&gt; more to them than anything else in the world&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;KEVIN CLEMENTE&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiring week, at last there's time for me to update. Wasted half a day at ICA waiting for my fabulous biometric passport. Hmm RV lost to HCI, 76-39. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Will you remember?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-721053995839350938?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/721053995839350938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/721053995839350938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#721053995839350938' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S9gWNkZsceI/AAAAAAAAAsk/x-ocR12w0H4/s72-c/shooting+star.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-3376772877336606431</id><published>2010-04-24T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T05:51:26.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S9LpQRucNyI/AAAAAAAAAsU/t1sV41yZIpk/s1600/FADE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S9LpQRucNyI/AAAAAAAAAsU/t1sV41yZIpk/s320/FADE.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463685763799201570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Promise me you’ll always remember: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;you’re braver than you believe, and stronger than you seem&lt;/span&gt;, and smarter than you think.&lt;br /&gt;-A.A. MILNE, WINNE THE POOH&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually the idea of being sick is pretty tempting, aside from the fact that you get the feeling that your head is about to be split open and you feel like dying. Cos the part about sleeping the whole day is VERY APPEALING. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I am so looking forward to ShangHai World Expo. It's gonna be freaking awesome, I just know it (: Not to mention the fact that we dominated the trip. Haha 4C ftw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;You'll pull through, I know you will. Just believe, and stay strong alright?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-3376772877336606431?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/3376772877336606431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/3376772877336606431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#3376772877336606431' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S9LpQRucNyI/AAAAAAAAAsU/t1sV41yZIpk/s72-c/FADE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-379608653603920302</id><published>2010-04-23T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T05:59:31.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S9GZLnoy8yI/AAAAAAAAAsE/QJqzKI_hVZU/s1600/Cute!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S9GZLnoy8yI/AAAAAAAAAsE/QJqzKI_hVZU/s320/Cute!.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463316247874827042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh this is so awesomely cute!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's CCA was very fun and fulfilling, I don't know why hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats Adiv for thrashing ACJC today!! Haha continue fighting and don't be scared of HCI! xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I don't know if I'm doing the right decision._.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-379608653603920302?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/379608653603920302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/379608653603920302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#379608653603920302' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S9GZLnoy8yI/AAAAAAAAAsE/QJqzKI_hVZU/s72-c/Cute!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-2979590848786410620</id><published>2010-04-22T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T04:27:44.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S9AxCTJpGUI/AAAAAAAAAr0/P48jDzvagM8/s1600/be+happy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S9AxCTJpGUI/AAAAAAAAAr0/P48jDzvagM8/s320/be+happy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462920263570626882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Today was a happy day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Haha setting aside chinese and bio test, that is xD So glad its over! Many stuff that happened today that was truly meaningful and impacted my life alot. The most important one being the AGM for the 32nd Student Council. Just 3 hours and it changed my entire life, okay maybe not that exaggerated, but it really impacted on me significantly. And you know what, I'm here to say that &lt;b&gt;I'm proud to be an SC (:&lt;/b&gt; Man, I'm kinda regretting not running for exco, sigh xP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-2979590848786410620?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/2979590848786410620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/2979590848786410620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#2979590848786410620' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S9AxCTJpGUI/AAAAAAAAAr0/P48jDzvagM8/s72-c/be+happy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-2448094238000898628</id><published>2010-04-21T04:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T04:56:54.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have to say tht I've come to realise tht I don't regret taking triple science at all. Because if I hadn't, I wouldn't have met an awesome class with a bunch of crazy guys and wonderful friends (: I don't know what I'll do on the last day of school. )':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, back to studying bio!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-2448094238000898628?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/2448094238000898628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/2448094238000898628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#2448094238000898628' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-195706797965829531</id><published>2010-04-21T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T04:49:00.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S87UBTJz6NI/AAAAAAAAArs/lmoqp_5JKjw/s1600/colors.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S87UBTJz6NI/AAAAAAAAArs/lmoqp_5JKjw/s320/colors.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462536516833372370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colours in a swirl.&lt;br /&gt;RV lost to TJC yesterday. 18-46 :/ Sighhh hope they can still get into nats!! Please please please. And bio and chinese tomorrow, JIAYOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-195706797965829531?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/195706797965829531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/195706797965829531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#195706797965829531' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S87UBTJz6NI/AAAAAAAAArs/lmoqp_5JKjw/s72-c/colors.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-6303105547858182732</id><published>2010-04-18T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T00:13:14.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S8qws0u4udI/AAAAAAAAArU/GRPWM1C2EdU/s1600/scary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S8qws0u4udI/AAAAAAAAArU/GRPWM1C2EdU/s320/scary.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461371782256179666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate biooooooo )':  to hell with plant reproduction, why do we have to know how plants have sex. or rather, why they don't have sex. -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-6303105547858182732?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/6303105547858182732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/6303105547858182732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#6303105547858182732' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S8qws0u4udI/AAAAAAAAArU/GRPWM1C2EdU/s72-c/scary.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-9118513648969198762</id><published>2010-04-17T01:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T01:39:33.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S8lw3AYwpRI/AAAAAAAAArM/USwu9xitFio/s1600/amazing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S8lw3AYwpRI/AAAAAAAAArM/USwu9xitFio/s320/amazing.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461020113462404370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;How can I believe if in the middle of the word "believe" is the word "lie"?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will learn to be happy, and learn to trust myself.&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be hard, but I believe I can do it.&lt;br /&gt;One day, just one day, I know I'll be able to look at you just like any other ordinary &lt;s&gt;friend&lt;/s&gt; person (:&lt;br /&gt;以平常心对待; 我做得到!&lt;br /&gt;Slowly, one step at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I'm looking forward to my &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;SWEET SIXTEEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-9118513648969198762?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/9118513648969198762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/9118513648969198762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#9118513648969198762' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S8lw3AYwpRI/AAAAAAAAArM/USwu9xitFio/s72-c/amazing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-90856034616408894</id><published>2010-04-16T05:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T05:32:39.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH photos are up on facebook yay xD Haha can't help liking and commenting on every picture hoho. Hmm CCA was really crappy today. Wasted my life taking 2 cadets for promo. -.- Charlene should totally agree with me LOL. Lesson was alright. Health check today and oh! Renewing my passport HAHAHAHA. Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Seeing the world through our beliefs will &lt;i&gt;never&lt;/i&gt; lead us to truly understand why people do what they do.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broader perspective FTW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-90856034616408894?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/90856034616408894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/90856034616408894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#90856034616408894' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-2959090639030186509</id><published>2010-04-15T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T05:45:22.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nearly had a heart attack today! xD Really awesome match, with a wonderful ending, no doubt. 52-39!! It was probably the boldest thing I did, but I didn't regret it at all. This match was so worth watching. Jiayou Adiv and continue fighting! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special thanks to kor and shirley for coming along w me!! Really really appreciate it. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-2959090639030186509?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/2959090639030186509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/2959090639030186509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#2959090639030186509' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-5516227335015164056</id><published>2010-04-14T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T05:24:12.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Why was Snow White given an apple with poison? To show that not all people are kind as what they pretend to be. Why did Cinderella have to run away when the clock stroke midnight? To remind us that everything has limitations, even dreams. Why did Ariel decide to exchange her fins with feet? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;To show that anyone is willing to give up anything just to be happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooooooooooooooo ftw. I love 4C (: Oh almost forgot to thank WeiLiang as well haha. Oh I wanted to write something just now, but I forgot._. OH! &lt;i&gt;Heart heart heartbreak&lt;/i&gt; by Boys Like Girls is officially my newest nicest song ever xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-5516227335015164056?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/5516227335015164056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/5516227335015164056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#5516227335015164056' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-7776911902560764095</id><published>2010-04-14T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T05:08:08.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is a pretty awesome day, aside from the fact that I screwed up my maths test._. Oh wells haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;PULAU SEMAKAU (haa I finally spelt it correctly xD) WAS FREAKING AWESOME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The trip was really educational and I learnt a lot. Boat ride to and fro was really really fun. ^^ Camwhoring like mad with random and funny photos! Haha thank you HsiaoTien WenTing WeiYing and YanTong, not forgetting the guys, specifically Jerian JiaJin Raimie and ZiHao (those photos were really awesome!) for making the trip ever so enjoyable! (: Love y'all to bits :') It's been so long since I've had so much fun. Haha, okay. Bball match tomorrow, before I become a full-time hardcore mugger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update tomorrow about the match!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-7776911902560764095?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/7776911902560764095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/7776911902560764095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#7776911902560764095' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-2565460441204626804</id><published>2010-04-12T04:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T04:32:01.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S8MCL8r2IdI/AAAAAAAAAq8/Usv-iOLmLGw/s1600/WOAH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S8MCL8r2IdI/AAAAAAAAAq8/Usv-iOLmLGw/s320/WOAH.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459209577595019730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Damn I wanna do that. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be an angel when I grow up (:&lt;br /&gt;, so I can bless millions of lives and spread happiness all around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;And I'll make sure you're happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angels are so awesome (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, the day is getting warmer and warmer and hotter and hotter. It's killing me. Hopefully one day, it'll get so hot that &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*KABOOM*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, the whole earth and everything else in the universe will explode into millions, no millions trillions of little bits!! (: And that will be the end of evil mankind hoho. Not a bad idea, not a bad idea at all. I don't mind being blown into little bits, cos we can all be stars and shine down happily on the next Earth, or maybe they will give it another name, like like &lt;i&gt;Tyronne&lt;/i&gt; (Man, I love that name xD), perhaps. Maybe this explosion will be named Big Bang 2, and after Big Bang 2, everything will start all over again, right from the first page. We'll, no, they will go back to primitive age and be monkeys or whatever makes them happy. Evolution happens all over again and yay(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a wonderful imagination!&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck for promos tomorrow!! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-2565460441204626804?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/2565460441204626804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/2565460441204626804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#2565460441204626804' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S8MCL8r2IdI/AAAAAAAAAq8/Usv-iOLmLGw/s72-c/WOAH.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-5248712477231109468</id><published>2010-04-11T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T05:30:24.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S8HAzu7SZfI/AAAAAAAAAq0/w1jsIwZPCMg/s1600/LOLOL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S8HAzu7SZfI/AAAAAAAAAq0/w1jsIwZPCMg/s320/LOLOL.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458856218352313842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN EPIC OMG. I TOTALLY LOL AFT SEEING THIS XDDDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-5248712477231109468?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/5248712477231109468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/5248712477231109468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#5248712477231109468' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S8HAzu7SZfI/AAAAAAAAAq0/w1jsIwZPCMg/s72-c/LOLOL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-1156661551261268272</id><published>2010-04-11T02:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T02:39:28.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S8GUkFRK9FI/AAAAAAAAAqs/_5Ph0hAJkfU/s1600/lonely.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S8GUkFRK9FI/AAAAAAAAAqs/_5Ph0hAJkfU/s320/lonely.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458807570960151634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FREAK WEATHER z. If this continues, I dont know how I'm going to do my 2.4. Can't we have an indoor track or something!? It'll make my life a whole lot easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SHOULD I OR SHOULD I NOT!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh, stupid decision making. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like chinese songs hoho, very sentimental and stuff. Hmmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-1156661551261268272?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/1156661551261268272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/1156661551261268272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#1156661551261268272' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S8GUkFRK9FI/AAAAAAAAAqs/_5Ph0hAJkfU/s72-c/lonely.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-693636607642181259</id><published>2010-04-10T03:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T04:21:09.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S8BbIpag77I/AAAAAAAAAqk/ZzmUPKhybmo/s1600/guardian+angel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S8BbIpag77I/AAAAAAAAAqk/ZzmUPKhybmo/s320/guardian+angel.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458462952487186354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I'll just be your guardian angel, forever and ever (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Sometimes you need to cry it all out, break down, and just tear apart. Learn how to pick yourself up and put yourself back together. The only way to be happy is to give into sadness first. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Because without sadness, there’s no happiness; you would never learn how to smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad day, wasted my life watching teevee for the entire afternoon. Thank God there ain't much homework this weekend. I want to go to school la ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;无可取代的 你在我心目中&lt;br /&gt;因为你 让生命感动&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-693636607642181259?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/693636607642181259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/693636607642181259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#693636607642181259' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S8BbIpag77I/AAAAAAAAAqk/ZzmUPKhybmo/s72-c/guardian+angel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-63629018895761811</id><published>2010-04-09T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T06:28:34.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S78jzoikC3I/AAAAAAAAAqc/LGO6k1s-ZEg/s1600/rain.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S78jzoikC3I/AAAAAAAAAqc/LGO6k1s-ZEg/s320/rain.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458120643359017842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoho time really flies.&lt;br /&gt;I still rmb, a year ago, we were busy preparing for cheerfest '09.&lt;br /&gt;And now, another year has gone past and its cheerfest '10!&lt;br /&gt;Really hope the juniors can do well and do us proud (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;13. Precognitive Dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results of several surveys across large population sets indicate that between 18% and 38% of people have experienced at least one precognitive dream and 70% have experienced déjà vu. The percentage of persons that believe precognitive dreaming is possible is even higher, ranging from 63% to 98%.&lt;br /&gt;*Precognition, also called future sight, refers to perception that involves the acquisition of future information that cannot be deduced from presently available and normally acquired sense-based information.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits: facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohmy, deja vu. :/&lt;br /&gt;It won't come true, will it?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Today was a wonderful day hohoho. Lots of laughs and everything. xD I love CCA!! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;br /&gt;Zhiliang and friends imitation of Annoying Orange is freaking awesome xD HAHAH, ohohoh, damn I'm looking forward to &lt;b&gt;19th of may &lt;/b&gt;xDDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-63629018895761811?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/63629018895761811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/63629018895761811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#63629018895761811' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S78jzoikC3I/AAAAAAAAAqc/LGO6k1s-ZEg/s72-c/rain.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-7846416059059623869</id><published>2010-04-08T04:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T04:31:38.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S729iZOxdDI/AAAAAAAAAqU/2ynEZlKb0Ho/s1600/dog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 290px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S729iZOxdDI/AAAAAAAAAqU/2ynEZlKb0Ho/s320/dog.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457726722028958770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Maybe gratitude has nothing to do with joy. Maybe being grateful means recognizing what you have for what it is, appreciating small victories, admiring the struggle it takes simply to be human. Maybe we’re thankful for the familiar things we know. And maybe we’re thankful for the things we’ll never know. &lt;i&gt;At the end of the day, the fact that we have the courage to still be standing is reason enough to celebrate.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-GREY’S ANATOMY&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised my bedroom has a nice view of the sky. I wanna just lay on the grass and watch the clouds drift by, and the days fade away. No worries at all, wouldn't that be nice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early stepping down, I don't know what to feel. In the midst of all these hectic school work, tests, assignments, deadlines, and suddenly WOAH another big thing that hit me straight in my face. All I know is, damn, I wouldn't know what I'll be doing/ can do on Tuesdays and Fridays for the rest of my life. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是不是上天开的玩笑&lt;br /&gt;什么是生命中的美好&lt;br /&gt;轻易放掉 却不知道&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;幸福就在下一个转角&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;因为, 这一种加油 人人都需要.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-7846416059059623869?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/7846416059059623869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/7846416059059623869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#7846416059059623869' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S729iZOxdDI/AAAAAAAAAqU/2ynEZlKb0Ho/s72-c/dog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-4103123878791542542</id><published>2010-04-07T04:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T04:48:07.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S7xvNK3nUNI/AAAAAAAAAqM/88ESNXORU8I/s1600/happiness+journey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S7xvNK3nUNI/AAAAAAAAAqM/88ESNXORU8I/s320/happiness+journey.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457359120512798930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was an awesomely fun and fulfilling day despite my dripping nose xD 2 BIG NEWS JUST MADE MY DAY TODAY! got me smiling like some happy idiot for the rest of the day yay. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;TODAY, ALICIA IS THE HAPPIEST PERSON ON EARTH! XD&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall throw chem test to the back of my head and remain as the happiest person on earth just for today ^^ HOHOHOHO had an awesome mugging session with wenhui and amelia at the freaking cold library. (ok something just freaking spoiled my mood, fuck.) ok whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;I LOVE 4C!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you guys were freaking awesome today! defending champion!! so proud of you guys! ftw ftw ftw xD freaking happy xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and congrats to Adiv for winning their debut against Millenia Institute!! 43-33 xD continue fighting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;br /&gt;oh we talked a lot about ambitions in the train today haha. had a great time laughing like mad at those crazy things we talk about as we try to match people with jobs xD and i think being a &lt;b&gt;wedding planner&lt;/b&gt; is not bad!!! xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-4103123878791542542?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/4103123878791542542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/4103123878791542542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#4103123878791542542' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S7xvNK3nUNI/AAAAAAAAAqM/88ESNXORU8I/s72-c/happiness+journey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-3597783331964918976</id><published>2010-04-04T01:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T02:53:50.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;She can’t see the way your eyes light up when you smile. She’ll never notice how you stop and stare whenever she walks by. And you can’t see me wanting you the way you want her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;—Taylor Swift | Invisible&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, thank God I didn't see it with my own eyes. &lt;i&gt;Cos it would have hurt, so much.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics test tomorrow, sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;br /&gt;Oh I just remembered; PE before physics tomorrow. Wonderful. Everyone will probably be brain-dead after killer PT, hooray. miss A2 and I can just fly off to remedial.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-3597783331964918976?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/3597783331964918976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/3597783331964918976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#3597783331964918976' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-1920187501672310595</id><published>2010-04-01T04:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T04:43:11.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S7SB_CWs6SI/AAAAAAAAAps/SwblDiGeZHI/s1600/chocolate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S7SB_CWs6SI/AAAAAAAAAps/SwblDiGeZHI/s320/chocolate.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455127968616343842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Happy April's Fool (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many failed pranks today, but tonnes of fun nonetheless.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long long day today with hsiaotien shopping for jerian's birthday gifts. tsk, be appreciative alright haa. looking forward to tomorrow, in any case hoho. human reproduction system is awesomely interesting HAHAHA. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QingDao GPP, here I come xD Never will I spend one whole week of my sad life with little year1&amp;2s on some entrepreneurship course. SHANGHAI WORLD EXPO FTW!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-1920187501672310595?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/1920187501672310595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/1920187501672310595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#1920187501672310595' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S7SB_CWs6SI/AAAAAAAAAps/SwblDiGeZHI/s72-c/chocolate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-3744233039260772709</id><published>2010-03-30T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T05:59:25.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S7H0VJaasSI/AAAAAAAAApc/wG4kLXO3SI8/s1600/if+i+died.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S7H0VJaasSI/AAAAAAAAApc/wG4kLXO3SI8/s320/if+i+died.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454409267863531810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sometimes you need a breakdown. One of those yell at everyone, cry until you fall, and can’t breathe kind of breakdowns. Then hopefully, you’ll feel a bit better. And if not, then at least people know you’re not okay.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-365thoughts.tumblr.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think taking promos are insane, try being the one taking people for promo. Crazy work rofl. &lt;b&gt;Bong episode sequel 2 xD&lt;/b&gt; EPICNESS.&lt;br /&gt;* According to you by Orianthi is AWESOME. She's freaking pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Just a pebble in the water, could set the sea in motion.&lt;br /&gt;Just a pebble in the water, can make a wave.&lt;br /&gt;A tree came from a mere seed.&lt;br /&gt;But how many little seedlings died due to lack of sunlight and food to allow JUST ONE to grow?&lt;br /&gt;Just a random afterthought.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-3744233039260772709?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/3744233039260772709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/3744233039260772709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#3744233039260772709' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S7H0VJaasSI/AAAAAAAAApc/wG4kLXO3SI8/s72-c/if+i+died.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-2845701348655315289</id><published>2010-03-28T03:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T03:53:24.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S68z5B8P8VI/AAAAAAAAApU/FSAd_w57oes/s1600/feel+alone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S68z5B8P8VI/AAAAAAAAApU/FSAd_w57oes/s320/feel+alone.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453634728635658578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Stop talking about love. Every asshole in the world says he loves somebody. It means nothing. It still doesn’t mean anything. What you feel only matters to you. It’s what you do to the people you say you love, that’s what matters. It’s the only thing that counts.&lt;br /&gt;THE LAST KISS (2006)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;effing essay, effing effing essay. this is the first time I hate Mr Yee so much for giving such crappy homework. and all those things on my mind now. FUCK ): i want to just die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-2845701348655315289?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/2845701348655315289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/2845701348655315289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#2845701348655315289' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S68z5B8P8VI/AAAAAAAAApU/FSAd_w57oes/s72-c/feel+alone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-3520915614732640315</id><published>2010-03-26T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T06:07:27.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S6ywKxm9aCI/AAAAAAAAApM/oHQcj7A10Vw/s1600/down.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S6ywKxm9aCI/AAAAAAAAApM/oHQcj7A10Vw/s320/down.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452926948000753698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you have to try and convince yourself you don’t care about someone, you care about them more than you think.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid ponners should just go and die, tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was alright I guess. Had fun during maths, doing integration with Zihao and &lt;u&gt;owning him&lt;/u&gt; ^^ I'm so awesome haha. Fieldwork @ 4pm was fun though the solar panels screwed up. 0 degrees! ROFL. Camwhored a bit with Weiying and sat there slacking, admiring the beautiful sky and talking for a long time. Times like that make me feel really relaxed (: Slacked through the rest of CCA after cc lesson on the track with sec1 squad. Cute bunch of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seem to have forgotten the feeling of being truly &lt;i&gt;happy&lt;/i&gt; for once.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-3520915614732640315?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/3520915614732640315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/3520915614732640315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#3520915614732640315' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S6ywKxm9aCI/AAAAAAAAApM/oHQcj7A10Vw/s72-c/down.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-3449096413061986868</id><published>2010-03-25T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T04:58:34.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Girls are taught a lot of stuff growing up. If a guy punches you, he likes you, never try to trim your own bangs, and someday you will meet a wonderful guy and get your very own happy ending. Every movie we see, every story we’re told, implores us to wait for it, the third act twist, the unexpected declaration of love, the exception to the rule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes we’re so focused on finding our happy ending, we don’t learn how to read the signs: how to tell the ones who want us from the ones who don’t, the ones who will stay and ones who will leave. And maybe a happy ending doesn’t include a guy, maybe… it’s you, on your own, picking up the pieces and starting over, freeing yourself up for something better in the future. Maybe the happy ending is… just… moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe the happy ending is this… knowing after all the unreturned phone calls, broken hearts, through the blunders and misread signals, through all the pain and embarrassment, you never gave up hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Gigi, He’s Just Not That Into You&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These lines just make me feel all choked up. How true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-3449096413061986868?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/3449096413061986868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/3449096413061986868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#3449096413061986868' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-2259795273014720485</id><published>2010-03-25T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T04:53:01.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S6tNixwnjWI/AAAAAAAAAo0/RWApLewz7EI/s1600/distancing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S6tNixwnjWI/AAAAAAAAAo0/RWApLewz7EI/s320/distancing.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452537033730264418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;We like someone because. We love someone although.&lt;br /&gt;—Henri De Montherlan&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had chem titration and math test todayyy. Rather screwed but oh well, &lt;i&gt;to hell with it&lt;/i&gt;. Hmm trained home with amelia and wenhui and amanda. Thanks so much amelia and wenhui for walking back to school w me to get my wallet under the rain!! (: Really touched. Haha and the very gross slurpee xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-2259795273014720485?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/2259795273014720485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/2259795273014720485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#2259795273014720485' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S6tNixwnjWI/AAAAAAAAAo0/RWApLewz7EI/s72-c/distancing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37335398.post-894034622698039904</id><published>2010-03-24T03:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T03:39:53.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S6noKXzKoUI/AAAAAAAAAos/nP9JCrJIpVo/s1600/sometimess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S6noKXzKoUI/AAAAAAAAAos/nP9JCrJIpVo/s320/sometimess.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452144088793653570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;When even the world turns its back on you, you'll know who your true friends are.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, just another normal day at boring old school. Nothing worth mentioning, except for the fact that I actually expressed interest in a sport other than basketball ROFL. RJC people came for a match, if I'm not wrong. Floorball ain't too bad, just that the ball is a bit small so you can't really see where the ball is when everyone moves too fast and they usually do._.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37335398-894034622698039904?l=classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/894034622698039904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37335398/posts/default/894034622698039904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicsolitar-y.blogspot.com/index.html#894034622698039904' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00362080825968214391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uFpfshjc9XY/S6noKXzKoUI/AAAAAAAAAos/nP9JCrJIpVo/s72-c/sometimess.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
