<?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-6462168</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:25:33.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>. flutter +</title><subtitle type='html'>beautiful and free..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>161</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462168.post-110043166624569635</id><published>2004-11-14T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T19:27:46.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://dreamm-.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;MOVED!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-110043166624569635?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/110043166624569635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/110043166624569635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_11_14_archive.html#110043166624569635' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-110034635222112553</id><published>2004-11-13T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T19:45:52.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the trip to desaru was fun ((:&lt;br /&gt;saw the night sky full of stars..&lt;br /&gt;breathtakingly gorgeous..&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to pull the sky down witht those stars n hold them close :/&lt;br /&gt;the stars were like in clusters n the sky was practically filled with them !&lt;br /&gt;im so going to migrate !&lt;br /&gt;tt's my goal - to migrate ((:&lt;br /&gt;go off to another country, get my dream hse ((:&lt;br /&gt;tiongchew's probably heard enuffa them :D haha&lt;br /&gt;the trip to desaru was simply amazing..&lt;br /&gt;i'll have to go back no matter wht.&lt;br /&gt;i want my true living!&lt;br /&gt;oh yah. sales at paragon was qt ok ((:&lt;br /&gt;om gna earn 120 bucks n later go shopping :D&lt;br /&gt;pure delight (((:&lt;br /&gt;can life get any better ? yeahh it can&lt;br /&gt;if only :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-110034635222112553?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/110034635222112553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/110034635222112553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_11_07_archive.html#110034635222112553' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-109991919874111404</id><published>2004-11-08T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T21:06:38.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had cip in sch today (: helped out with the oat cubes thgy ((: it was fun :D&lt;br /&gt;sort of.. -beams-&lt;br /&gt;gg down to paragon to sell em. buy frm me pretty pls ? theyre for a gd cause ((:&lt;br /&gt;band tmr (: u knw it's weird but i kinda lk forward to band practices these days ?&lt;br /&gt;-nods- weird huh ? but yeahh (: laters !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-109991919874111404?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109991919874111404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109991919874111404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_11_07_archive.html#109991919874111404' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-109939438459105937</id><published>2004-11-02T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T19:19:44.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>band prac was.. fun ((:&lt;br /&gt;the set piece was fairly easy :D&lt;br /&gt;we just need more pracs (: especially since we just saw it today ((:&lt;br /&gt;haha. ok i REALLY hope we do well in el camino cos it's evr such a pretty-ful song ((:&lt;br /&gt;seriously. but i guess i need to do my part too huh ? i cant do double tongueing :/&lt;br /&gt;TAN YIZHEN ! u lousy tcher :D why u cant tell me how far back to pull my tongue for the double tongueing ?! haha. poor girl. u really shld be sl ! haha rocks.&lt;br /&gt;i really need to do my double tongueing properly.. :l&lt;br /&gt;n the running notes ! it's so difficult to do running notes on a slide :l bleaghhs.. -beams-&lt;br /&gt;nvm ! we'll do just fine ((:&lt;br /&gt;go SNSB ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-109939438459105937?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109939438459105937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109939438459105937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_10_31_archive.html#109939438459105937' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-109931056597821555</id><published>2004-11-01T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T20:02:45.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i seem to have this strange affinity with stars..&lt;br /&gt;baffled.&lt;br /&gt;someone enLIGHTen me ? :D&lt;br /&gt;ok tt was stupid. but i really mean it !&lt;br /&gt;i do have a strange affinity with stars :/ ah wells ((:&lt;br /&gt;till another time, byeee !&lt;br /&gt;-huggs all darls-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-109931056597821555?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109931056597821555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109931056597821555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_10_31_archive.html#109931056597821555' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-109930774750848100</id><published>2004-11-01T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T19:59:52.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>abt sixty yrs dwn the road i'd be old. REALLY old.&lt;br /&gt;i may forget u guys who r leaving for sn at sec 2.&lt;br /&gt;i may not even rmbr knwing u swthearts.&lt;br /&gt;i may forget tt i once cared for u guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i MAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but huns, i wont !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-huggs super tightly-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forget me not !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-109930774750848100?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109930774750848100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109930774750848100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_10_31_archive.html#109930774750848100' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-109930722995535776</id><published>2004-11-01T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T20:10:38.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>even though i know&lt;br /&gt;how very far apart we are&lt;br /&gt;it helps to think we might be wishing&lt;br /&gt;on the same bright star&lt;br /&gt;and when the night wind&lt;br /&gt;starts to sing a lonesome lullaby&lt;br /&gt;it helps to think we're sleeping&lt;br /&gt;underneath the same big sky ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YA !&lt;br /&gt;-huggs tight-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-109930722995535776?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109930722995535776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109930722995535776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_10_31_archive.html#109930722995535776' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-109930027614588500</id><published>2004-11-01T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T17:19:04.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahah fixed the template n got a new one. till another time, cheerios ! ((:&lt;br /&gt;i miss yoo ! -huggs tight-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-109930027614588500?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109930027614588500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109930027614588500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_10_31_archive.html#109930027614588500' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-109922017848286280</id><published>2004-10-31T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T18:56:18.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BOO !&lt;br /&gt;haha.. went over to aunt's ystd n went for trick or treating :D yeahh&lt;br /&gt;it was.. qt fun ? yeahh..&lt;br /&gt;n i stepped on 2 snails - no thnx. :/&lt;br /&gt;urgh. i was SO disgusted.. n hurt :/ haha yeahh.. in fact i didnt realise id stepped on a snail when i stepped on the first ? i thot it was some kinda fruit but i had my doubts, seeing as there wasnt a fruit which felt like crushing egg when stepped upon.. :l&lt;br /&gt;so i didnt go for tuition in the end. yeahh :) it felt kinda right. ? haha ok whtevr -white chicks style-&lt;br /&gt;yeahh 2d04 rocks ! huns weve really gottta have a sorta reunion or gathering some time REALLY soon k ?&lt;br /&gt;anyhows, persuasive speech workshop tmr.. :/ hmms.. i wonder if itll be fun ? haha riiight. FUN. -shrugs-&lt;br /&gt;haha okies. later perhaps ? toodles..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-109922017848286280?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109922017848286280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109922017848286280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_10_31_archive.html#109922017848286280' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-109911754321656709</id><published>2004-10-30T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T14:37:20.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>natpua: &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"-nudge- u knw wht elaine asked me just now? -giggles- she asked me 'does val like &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;matthias&lt;/span&gt; ?' -laughs n walks off-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-109911754321656709?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109911754321656709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109911754321656709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_10_24_archive.html#109911754321656709' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-109911624694062808</id><published>2004-10-30T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T14:04:06.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;say it isnt so, tell me ure not leaving. say you changed ur mind now, tt im only dreaming..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;goddamnit -sighs-&lt;br /&gt;gladys dont go !&lt;br /&gt;jun dont go !&lt;br /&gt;n jun u stupid thg ! u started me :l i didnt start u !&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss u guys..&lt;br /&gt;didnt do so badly for streaming afterall&lt;br /&gt;but i didnt make it to triple :/&lt;br /&gt;nvm :))&lt;br /&gt;nvr wanted to go there anw. -sighs-&lt;br /&gt;to go or not to go ?&lt;br /&gt;tt is the qn.&lt;br /&gt;-shakes head-&lt;br /&gt;sissypoo is out :D haha&lt;br /&gt;my stupid younger sister cried. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;oh. happy halloween ! if it is today..&lt;br /&gt;gna have a grt time trick-or-treating later on !&lt;br /&gt;whee ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-109911624694062808?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109911624694062808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109911624694062808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_10_24_archive.html#109911624694062808' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-109896772043040593</id><published>2004-10-28T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T20:48:40.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyy ((:&lt;br /&gt;had spring cleaning at band today :D&lt;br /&gt;it was.. qt fun lah -beams- yupp :D&lt;br /&gt;hung up the BIG band banner with renette where the "nurturing leaders of tmr" thing used to hang ((: the rest were too scared to go up there ((:&lt;br /&gt;well it was qt high up n steep before u reached the place where we were gg to hang the banner but it was basically fine (:&lt;br /&gt;gladd cries everytime she receives a present :/ aww.. im giving her hers tmr ((: yeahh. :l&lt;br /&gt;dont cry gladd !&lt;br /&gt;then we cleaned n polished our instrus :D haha it became shiny-ER :D min's alr shiny :D haha&lt;br /&gt;then andrea kept taking out n putting back in her tuning slide just to hear this little "pop !" n she kept saying it was so cute while she laughed nonstop :DD haha she's the cute one :D&lt;br /&gt;like my jnrs :D this yr's sec ones r rather enthusiastic -nods-&lt;br /&gt;my squad's the dead old girls :DD haha&lt;br /&gt;yeahh..&lt;br /&gt;it's more fun being crazy n hyper..&lt;br /&gt;my squad can too, but they just dont bother :D just cant get into the mood lah -grins-&lt;br /&gt;family dance n line dance competition tmr :/&lt;br /&gt;-sighs- gladd ! do ur line dance properly ok ? itll very probably be the last time u dance it.. :l&lt;br /&gt;jun, dance the family dance properly ! last time alr.. :l -sighs-&lt;br /&gt;another time.. love yer all. oh yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;b&gt;matt&lt;/b&gt;] if ure reading this, remind to tell u sth another time k ? yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye all ! -huggs all dears tight-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-109896772043040593?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109896772043040593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109896772043040593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_10_24_archive.html#109896772043040593' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-109871117066788488</id><published>2004-10-25T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T21:35:05.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im so bored ! everyone who is online isnt talking to me n i dont knw wht to say either :/ urgh.. gladys ! jun ! im gna miss u both soSO&lt;strong&gt;SO&lt;u&gt;SO&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; much ! -sighs- nj sucks for doing tt to us :l i want jun n gladys ! I WANT JUN N GLADYS ! x gna miss them evr so much.. truck loads, lorry loads, cement mixer loads, simply LOADS.. ! :l -sighs- i just wna hold them tight n nvr let them go :/ but i knw tt's where they want to go yes ? if not they wldnt have accepted their acceptance right ? WRONG. well.. i dont knw.. gladys seems to be.. confused.. well i wld be if i were her.. as in.. u dont knw where ure heading to n u dont knw if this is gna work out.. gladys cld make it here.. but she might make it there to yes ? -sighs- AAAAHHHHH. :l nj u sucker :/ n jun.. :/ i cant bear to see them go.. cant bear to not see them for at least another yr.. cant bear to not have gladys to be there anymore.. to groom herself in front of our 2d mirror, to not see gladys give celestia tt stare when her collar's unbuttoned n when her hair's gelled up.. to not see gladys point at nah n tell us both tt we're sinking deeper n deeper.. to not hear her sigh dramatically when evr nah n i engage in our guy convo whilst celestia does her selective hearing trick.. or for jun to not give me tt "will u just stop ur lame shit n leave me alone" lk before smiling at wht i just said.. -sighs- i'll miss u guys so much :l ahh dearies.. parting is such sorrow :/ hehs tt sounds dumb but it is true right ? it is whtevr u say. -sighs- URGH ! sweethearts we will keep in touch ? we will i swear ! -huggs both tight tight tight tight !-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-109871117066788488?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109871117066788488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109871117066788488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_10_24_archive.html#109871117066788488' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-109869757733214484</id><published>2004-10-25T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T20:47:50.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so wht's keeping a journal or a diary ? it's tearing out thin films of ur life so tt only the bolder colours stand out n u paste them into a little book u call "diary" or, to some, "journal" ((: evrytime u lk thru them u see the bold colours leaping out at u. sometimes u smile at the psychedelic colours swirling in front of ur eyes. other times u mourn at the dull but terribly bold colours which scream in such pain u want to turn ur eyes away at the sight. but tt's life isnt it ? the way it was supposed to be ? -nods- it definitely is (((: it's the life i love n embrace ((: here's a pretty poem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fall, leaves, fall: die, &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Flowers" target="_blank"&gt;flowers&lt;/a&gt;, away;&lt;br /&gt;Lengthen night and shorten day,&lt;br /&gt;Every leaf speaks bliss to me&lt;br /&gt;Fluttering from the autumn tree.&lt;br /&gt;I shall smile when wreaths of snow&lt;br /&gt;Blossom where the rose should grow;&lt;br /&gt;I shall sing when night’s decay&lt;br /&gt;Ushers in a drearier day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emily bronte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's my sis's favourite poem ((: beautiful yes ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-109869757733214484?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109869757733214484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109869757733214484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_10_24_archive.html#109869757733214484' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-109827847748295396</id><published>2004-10-20T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T21:21:17.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;saw &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;matt&lt;/span&gt; WITH val at cine (; haha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-faints- haha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-109827847748295396?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109827847748295396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109827847748295396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_10_17_archive.html#109827847748295396' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-109827819340520073</id><published>2004-10-20T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T21:16:33.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a part of you has grown in me. and so you see, it's you and me together forever and never apart, maybe in distance, but never in heart. -beams-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if a thing loves, it is infinite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to love is to receive a glimpse of heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is a fruit in season at all times and within reach of every hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;within you I lose myself. without you I find myself wanting to become lost again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rose speaks of love silently, in a language known only to the heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when a heart finds another, what's a cloud more or less in the sky?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ask me not the sudden interest in quotes ((: im infinite ((: tt's probably the ans -grins-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-109827819340520073?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109827819340520073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109827819340520073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_10_17_archive.html#109827819340520073' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-109827366289170334</id><published>2004-10-20T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T20:01:02.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>really tempted to go get a new blog but with same layout evrythg.. shld i ? but there's no point is there ? :/ ah nvm.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-109827366289170334?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109827366289170334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109827366289170334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_10_17_archive.html#109827366289170334' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-109827105300431367</id><published>2004-10-20T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T19:17:33.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;what is a 4-letter word which ends with "k" n means intercourse ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;talk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hey (: had a sexuality education thingy today. it was abt bgr n stuf.. peer pressure? yeah the usual. wasnt expecting anythg, but it wasnt as boring as i thot it'd be. it made me think abt how sacred having sex means ? i mean, as in, when ure have sexual intercourse ure actually creating a life ? n as dan brown has said "a man is most like God when he enters a woman" well mosta the time at least ((:  haha na h i havent read his da vinci code [can u believe it ?!] im gna ask it frm my sis. yeah. anw, main pt today: having sex is.. sacred n i will NVR commit premarital sex ((: yay for val ((: haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-109827105300431367?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109827105300431367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109827105300431367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_10_17_archive.html#109827105300431367' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-109819374994297227</id><published>2004-10-19T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T21:50:03.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im sinking deeper n deeper, needing more n more..&lt;br /&gt;i feel like a drug addict :/ -sighs-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-109819374994297227?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109819374994297227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109819374994297227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_10_17_archive.html#109819374994297227' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-109819218843927675</id><published>2004-10-19T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T21:23:08.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pearl harbor rocks. but only cos josh hartnett n ben affleck are in it :DD josh is SO CUTE ! ben is SO GDLKING ! AHHHHHH x)haha ! x) this is nice :D im giving jian rong goosebumps :DD cool.. totally~ haha i just told her this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there to comfort you&lt;br /&gt;I'll build my world and dreams around you&lt;br /&gt;So glad that I found you&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there with love that's strong&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your strength&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep holding on and on and on,&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes I will :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-laughs super madly- haha ! to hell with exams :D u dont affect me no more :D laters darls ! -beams- i love jianrong my love ! she's got this huge crush on me -gasps- :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-109819218843927675?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109819218843927675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109819218843927675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_10_17_archive.html#109819218843927675' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-109800941125258351</id><published>2004-10-17T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T18:36:51.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok.&lt;br /&gt;so this is it.&lt;br /&gt;dooms day is in abt arnd 18 hrs later.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i cld invite u guys over to my funeral through the net huh ? umm u kno wht ? i like white roses ? yeah. n maybe play tt lene marlin's song "a place nearby" ? yeah. thnx. :/&lt;br /&gt;ok, wait.&lt;br /&gt;dont get me wrong if ure some kinda suicidal case busters. im just kidding. i dont wna die. at least not yet :D NOW ?! are u kidding me ((((: nvr been happier except for results lah ((: yeah. i still stand my ground abt tt stress tapping thing ? yeah. i mean it's true right ? haha see karmoon n lain agrees with me (((: it'd be veryVERY&lt;u&gt;VERY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;VERY&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; renewable n convenient (((: yup. like milking a cow (: yeah.. just, u kno, give this whole grp of students a tough test, mark it quickly before rounding the pathetic idiots up in a rm to hand them back the papers. then u have this futuristic device to tap the stress-waves frm the cheese-caked-brains of the kids n connect it to some turbines which will in turn generate electricity. ok this rocks. im teaching ppl to make kids suffer. sadistic, no ? -sighs- laters.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-109800941125258351?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109800941125258351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109800941125258351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_10_17_archive.html#109800941125258351' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-109792891532306444</id><published>2004-10-16T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-16T20:15:15.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey hey (: over at gran's.. sis is watching si (: she's for chris. anw, i so screwed up my streaming.. :/ u kno what ? i think i can forget abt getting even into 2 pure.. :/ -sighs- haha but im the exception.. tt evr so cheers me up lah.. thnx &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;SO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; much tiong chew :D cheered me up a lot ((((: i meant &lt;b&gt;T-H-I-S&lt;/b&gt; much ((: i was so seriously SUNK in depression n even had violent tendencies :D but he managed to put this huge grin on my face lah ((: so yeah.. n im the exception :D oh gawd im so happy.. but then.. well yeah guilty lah.. haha yeah. urgh but i just want to.. hehs.. watched white chicks a second time ! it still rocked :D rocks ((: wimbledon was.. ok.. ((: n NO nah ! it wasnt cos i cldnt concentrate x) haha ! ah wells.. will be off for now ((: till another time, cheerios ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-109792891532306444?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109792891532306444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109792891532306444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_10_10_archive.html#109792891532306444' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-109784310287603869</id><published>2004-10-15T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T20:25:38.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>u kno if stress cld be tapped it wld be a very good renewable source of energy singapore can turn to -nods-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh i so screwed up my streaming.. gawd just shoot me -sighs-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-109784310287603869?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109784310287603869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109784310287603869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_10_10_archive.html#109784310287603869' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-109765911216408826</id><published>2004-10-13T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T17:18:32.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a thousand miles so rocks ? -beams- i cld listen it till forevr.. -sighs- if i cld just see u, if i cld just hold u - tonight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-109765911216408826?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109765911216408826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109765911216408826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_10_10_archive.html#109765911216408826' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-109765802457180178</id><published>2004-10-13T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T17:00:24.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1)Starting time: 1622hrs&lt;br /&gt;2)First name: valerie&lt;br /&gt;3)Nicknames: none (: val ?&lt;br /&gt;4)Nationality: singaporean.&lt;br /&gt;5)Email: &lt;a href="mailto:valerieyaohuien@hotmail.com"&gt;valerieyaohuien@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)Eyes: dark brown (:&lt;br /&gt;7)fingers: umm.. lemme count.. twelve ? &lt;u&gt;TEN&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)Siblings: an elder sis a younger sis n a younger bro&lt;br /&gt;9)Been drunk before: haha nahh&lt;br /&gt;10)Cheated: no-beams- i'm too smart ! :D&lt;br /&gt;11)Missed school cause of rain: nope&lt;br /&gt;12)Set any body part on fire for amusement: no ?!&lt;br /&gt;13)Kept a secret from everyone: yeah definitely ?&lt;br /&gt;14)Had/have a boy/girlfriend: haha yeah&lt;br /&gt;15)Wanted to hook up w/a friend: yeaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;16)Smacked or grabbed a guys/girls ass: yeah ! many times :D&lt;br /&gt;17)Had a crush on a teacher: not tt i rmbr of.. ((:&lt;br /&gt;18)Tea or coffee: milk tea !&lt;br /&gt;19)Ever owned a 'New Kids on the block'?: huh ?&lt;br /&gt;20)Ever prank called someone: yeah !&lt;br /&gt;21)Been on stage: yeah duh ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN THE LAST 2 WEEKS HAVE YOU:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33)Cried: YES&lt;br /&gt;34)Been mean: -smiles sweetly-&lt;br /&gt;36)Been sarcastic: oh. NO. of couse not !&lt;br /&gt;37)Met someone new: umm.. lemme see.. new.. ? nahh&lt;br /&gt;38)Talk/text someone you had a crush on: yeah..&lt;br /&gt;39)Missed someone: absolutely&lt;br /&gt;40)Hugged someone: many&lt;br /&gt;41)Fought w/parent(s): well not exactly&lt;br /&gt;42)Wished upon a star: yeah.. -sighs wistfully-&lt;br /&gt;43)Laughed until you've cried: yeah ((:&lt;br /&gt;44)Watched sunrise/sunset: no :/&lt;br /&gt;46)Went to the beach at night: yeah (: it was gorgeous&lt;br /&gt;47)Read a book for fun: umm yeah loads&lt;br /&gt;48)Ate meat: yeah ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARE/DO YOU:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49)lonely: nahh :D&lt;br /&gt;50)happy: yes ! im ecstatic ! totally! no dont get me wrong i mean it -beams-&lt;br /&gt;51)talking to someone online: currently nah. was..&lt;br /&gt;52)What are you listening to? whirring of the fan? starting of a motorcycle n um the typing on the keyboard?&lt;br /&gt;53)Do you drive: nahh&lt;br /&gt;54)What do you drive: i said i didnt.. :/&lt;br /&gt;55)enjoy concerts: yes ! yes ! yes ! the kasetsart thai university wind symphony was GORGEOUS&lt;br /&gt;56)always decline when invited to parties: no !&lt;br /&gt;57)Have you ever been to an EB: HUH?&lt;br /&gt;58)If you were a month, you'd be: feb (: valentines'&lt;br /&gt;59)Who named you: my parents ?&lt;br /&gt;60)Backstreet Boys or NSync: nahh.. neither&lt;br /&gt;61)Last time u showered: last night.. haha but gg in a while&lt;br /&gt;62)Last thing u said when u talked online: yup love too ((: -huggs tight-&lt;br /&gt;63)What's right next to u: the fan :D&lt;br /&gt;64)Whats your computer desk made of: wood ?&lt;br /&gt;65)Last thing u ate: lunch&lt;br /&gt;67)Where would you want to go on your honeymoon: somewhere.. quiet (: like a resort cliched but nice (:&lt;br /&gt;68)Who do you want to spend the rest of yourlife with: haha i wldnt kno.. him ?&lt;br /&gt;69)Weather right now: dark n gloomy&lt;br /&gt;70)What did you do last night: uhh.. rubbished with mum bro n younger sis (:&lt;br /&gt;72)How do YOU eat an Oreo: haha i just did in the morning ((: first i dunk em in milk n then i mash em up :D when it gets all mushy n evrythg has been mixed up well, eat it like say.. ice cream? oh hey ! tt's n idea! i cld freeze it the next time n eat it as ice cream.. hmm.. not a bad idea at all :D&lt;br /&gt;73)All time favorite tv show: umm.. dont have one ((:&lt;br /&gt;74)Dream car: a sleek black one (:&lt;br /&gt;75)What do you want to be: vet vet vet ! -chants-&lt;br /&gt;77)Party animal or homebody: haha id reallyREALLY &lt;i&gt;REALLY&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;REALLY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; like to be a party animal but mamma says no :/&lt;br /&gt;78)Music or television: MUSIC !!&lt;br /&gt;79)Fav food: umm..&lt;br /&gt;80)Fav day of week: friday !&lt;br /&gt;81)Parlez vous anglais?: HUH ?&lt;br /&gt;82)If u could change your name, what wouldit be: wldnt change (: im getting my confirmation name ((: it's gna be sera (:&lt;br /&gt;83)Do you sleep w/stuffed animal: umm just 2 ((: my lil darl elephant who's been with me for forevr n me bear !&lt;br /&gt;84)Who do you always pray for: my all loved ones n those in need of help. n for myself too of course (:&lt;br /&gt;85)First Son's name: josh&lt;br /&gt;86)Wife/Husband: uhh.. im fourteen ?!&lt;br /&gt;87)First daughter: cherisha (:&lt;br /&gt;88)Fave alcoholic drink: hmm.. now tt's a first..&lt;br /&gt;89)scary or funny movies: funny ! white chicks so rocked tho it was ultra shallow x)&lt;br /&gt;90)On the phone or in person: phone (: haha or maybe person ? oh well it depends (:&lt;br /&gt;92)Lust or Love: LOVE ! (:&lt;br /&gt;93)If you could change something aboutyourself, what would it be: my bad temper.. hehs&lt;br /&gt;94)piercings? 1 on each ear&lt;br /&gt;95)tattoo? none&lt;br /&gt;96)pets: used to have a cat n a guinea pig but they both died : now ive a part time cat :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-109765802457180178?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109765802457180178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109765802457180178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_10_10_archive.html#109765802457180178' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-109765170889302988</id><published>2004-10-13T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T15:15:08.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>another day (: yes.&lt;br /&gt;i really wna go out tmr.. really do !&lt;br /&gt;pls mumsie ? pretty pls ? -sighs-&lt;br /&gt;itll be super awkward lah but still.. haha really wna go ((:&lt;br /&gt;yiling says im strong (: yes. strong val !&lt;br /&gt;yeah. i was hercules wasnt i ?&lt;br /&gt;-sighs- cant help thinking abt then tho.. (: yeah&lt;br /&gt;gotta chill.. laters .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-109765170889302988?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109765170889302988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109765170889302988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_10_10_archive.html#109765170889302988' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-109755878896001614</id><published>2004-10-12T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T13:26:28.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;through the years as the fire starts to mellow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;burning lines through the book of our lives&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;though the binding cracks,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and the pages start to yellow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll be in love with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sweet aye? definitely :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;super bored :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh mamma. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;signing out.. -sighs-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-109755878896001614?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109755878896001614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109755878896001614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_10_10_archive.html#109755878896001614' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-109754966154999539</id><published>2004-10-12T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T10:54:21.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;if i cld just see u.. if i cld just hold u.. tonight.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-109754966154999539?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109754966154999539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109754966154999539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_10_10_archive.html#109754966154999539' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-109754770812217241</id><published>2004-10-12T10:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T10:21:48.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;a thousand miles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;making my way downtown&lt;br /&gt;walking fast&lt;br /&gt;faces pass&lt;br /&gt;and i'm home bound&lt;br /&gt;staring blankly ahead&lt;br /&gt;just making my way&lt;br /&gt;making a way&lt;br /&gt;through the crowd&lt;br /&gt;and i need you&lt;br /&gt;and i miss you&lt;br /&gt;and now i wonder....&lt;br /&gt;if i could fall&lt;br /&gt;into the sky&lt;br /&gt;do you think time&lt;br /&gt;would pass me by&lt;br /&gt;'cause you know i'd walk&lt;br /&gt;a thousand miles&lt;br /&gt;if i could&lt;br /&gt;just see you&lt;br /&gt;tonight&lt;br /&gt;it's always times like these&lt;br /&gt;when i think of you&lt;br /&gt;and i wonder&lt;br /&gt;if you ever&lt;br /&gt;think of me&lt;br /&gt;'cause everything's so wrong&lt;br /&gt;and i don't belong&lt;br /&gt;living in your&lt;br /&gt;precious memories&lt;br /&gt;'cause i need you&lt;br /&gt;and i miss you&lt;br /&gt;and now i wonder...&lt;br /&gt;if i could fall&lt;br /&gt;into the sky&lt;br /&gt;do you think time&lt;br /&gt;would pass me by&lt;br /&gt;'cause you know i'd walk&lt;br /&gt;a thousand miles&lt;br /&gt;if i could&lt;br /&gt;just see you&lt;br /&gt;tonight&lt;br /&gt;and i,&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to let you know i,&lt;br /&gt;i drown in your memory i,&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to let this go i,&lt;br /&gt;i don't...&lt;br /&gt;making my way downtown&lt;br /&gt;walking fast&lt;br /&gt;faces pass&lt;br /&gt;and i'm home bound&lt;br /&gt;staring blankly ahead&lt;br /&gt;just making my way&lt;br /&gt;making a way&lt;br /&gt;through the crowd&lt;br /&gt;and i still need you&lt;br /&gt;and i still miss you&lt;br /&gt;and now i wonder...&lt;br /&gt;if i could fall&lt;br /&gt;into the sky&lt;br /&gt;do you think time&lt;br /&gt;would pass me by&lt;br /&gt;'cause you know i'd walk&lt;br /&gt;a thousand miles&lt;br /&gt;if i could&lt;br /&gt;just see you..&lt;br /&gt;if i could fall&lt;br /&gt;into the sky&lt;br /&gt;do you think time&lt;br /&gt;would pass me by&lt;br /&gt;'cause you know i'd walk&lt;br /&gt;a thousand miles&lt;br /&gt;if i could just see you&lt;br /&gt;if i could just hold you tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-109754770812217241?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109754770812217241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109754770812217241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_10_10_archive.html#109754770812217241' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-109754403189137059</id><published>2004-10-12T09:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T09:20:31.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey :) i havent been arnd for a kazillion yrs yeah? but well i'm back. to hell with the eoys :)) yeah~. so, i was out with sijia lorena kitty ronda hwee peng hannah huijun n munyee ystd :))) went to cine bought tix WHITE CHICKS! so rocks :D then went to heeren. they wanted to eat at marche. shared a pizza with jun munyee n nah. dessert with clara kitty n nah :) was so full after tt. then we walked to cine agn n i met benjamin there. i almost DIED of shock :D he walked right past me while i was on the phone? apparently he was on the phone to. i was thinking "this person's so familiar" n the next split second my mind screamed "BENJAMIN" n the yellow name tag he was wearing confirmed my mind :D it all happened in a matter of seconds :)) anw. i was wishing n hoping tt i wldnt meet him agn but fate had it tt we'd watch the SAME show n be in the SAME theatre :)) haha yeah. hope the present he gave his gf turned out fine :)) yeah. took neos ! lovely! haha n i got a 37d pencil box nice. was totally miserable when i got home.. puked n puked n puked :/ when i smelled food i puked. when i stood up after lying down i puked :/ poor me ! hehs. but tiong chew n matt cheered me up millions lah haha esp matt :D thnx darl -huggs tight- tiong chew's.. interestingly cool haha. he's gna have his braces light blue n pink alternate :D cool.. yeah like totally~ -bimbo giggle- oh yuck. -pukes agn- :)) i'm like freakin pissed ?? haha white chicks so rocked :D it was really crappy lah but crazily hilarious :D alrites :) gna enjoy the rest of my hols :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-109754403189137059?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109754403189137059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109754403189137059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_10_10_archive.html#109754403189137059' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-109575417602695847</id><published>2004-09-21T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-21T16:09:36.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ooh ooh ooh :))))) ! the trip to blk 318 was fun ! haha i'm sure meiling agrees :))) for one i picked up a bit of hainan frm this cute old lady :))) n the most amazing thg was i cld tell a lil of wht she was saying so i cld converse a lil with her :))) haha fun fun hope there'll be another visitation :)) jana's really gd at music lah :D yep. u shld have heard her haha. then we talked.. dance sang yah.. basically tt but it was fun :) very in fact. anw, i think i'll miss gladd after she leaves sn.. :(  oh wells :)  will scoot now.. bye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-109575417602695847?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109575417602695847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109575417602695847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_09_19_archive.html#109575417602695847' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-109534206566993585</id><published>2004-09-16T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-16T21:41:05.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you turned my darkness into light,&lt;br /&gt;you made everything all right.&lt;br /&gt;you picked me up when I was down,&lt;br /&gt;you turned my life around.&lt;br /&gt;when I needed you the most,&lt;br /&gt;you were there,&lt;br /&gt;even if it seemed like you didn't care.&lt;br /&gt;when I didn't think I could make it another day,&lt;br /&gt;you chased all my doubts away.&lt;br /&gt;the world is full of many people, it's true&lt;br /&gt;but there is only one of you.&lt;br /&gt;an angel is what you are to me.&lt;br /&gt;lost and alone, I will no longer be,&lt;br /&gt;because you are here with me.&lt;br /&gt;there is no reason to be sad&lt;br /&gt;you've taken away all the bad.&lt;br /&gt;if i didnt have you, what would i be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-109534206566993585?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109534206566993585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109534206566993585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_09_12_archive.html#109534206566993585' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-109534188713117234</id><published>2004-09-16T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-16T21:38:07.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had a drive&lt;br /&gt;driven by your love&lt;br /&gt;but when you messed around&lt;br /&gt;i lost the drive I found&lt;br /&gt;thought you needed&lt;br /&gt;needed someone true&lt;br /&gt;but you changed your mind&lt;br /&gt;or had I failed you&lt;br /&gt;wish you'd been&lt;br /&gt;careful with my heart&lt;br /&gt;but you tore it apart&lt;br /&gt;and broke an angel's heart&lt;br /&gt;the kiss was true&lt;br /&gt;has to end somehow&lt;br /&gt;but I am livin' proof of what love is about&lt;br /&gt;it's hard holding you&lt;br /&gt;loving you, losing you&lt;br /&gt;it's sad to be true&lt;br /&gt;and be fooled by you&lt;br /&gt;i don't knowI gotta know&lt;br /&gt;should I stay or should I go&lt;br /&gt;you played me on&lt;br /&gt;played me like a clown&lt;br /&gt;but I feel for you&lt;br /&gt;even though I'm down&lt;br /&gt;my heart is heavy&lt;br /&gt;heavy like a rock&lt;br /&gt;but I am so amused&lt;br /&gt;you're still in my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;it's hard holding you&lt;br /&gt;loving you, losing you&lt;br /&gt;it's sad to be true&lt;br /&gt;and be fooled by you&lt;br /&gt;i don't knowI gotta know&lt;br /&gt;should I stay or should I go&lt;br /&gt;this time its done&lt;br /&gt;it'll never feel the same&lt;br /&gt;but we had some good times&lt;br /&gt;guess it's sad just the same&lt;br /&gt;i guess the truth&lt;br /&gt;doesn't matter somehow&lt;br /&gt;but you were livin' proof of what love is about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-109534188713117234?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109534188713117234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109534188713117234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_09_12_archive.html#109534188713117234' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-109534168964276508</id><published>2004-09-16T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-16T21:34:49.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pardon the way that I stare&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing else to compare&lt;br /&gt;the sight of you leaves me weak&lt;br /&gt;there are no words left to speak&lt;br /&gt;but if you feel like I feel&lt;br /&gt;please let me know that it's real&lt;br /&gt;you're just too good to be true&lt;br /&gt;can't take my eyes off of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-109534168964276508?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109534168964276508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109534168964276508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_09_12_archive.html#109534168964276508' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-109533756642701184</id><published>2004-09-16T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-16T20:26:06.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehs. been boring. mucking abt.. not doing proper study.. tho i do my hw.. hehs. abt time i started yeah? since my horribleHORRIBLE&lt;b&gt;HORRIBLE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;HORRIBLE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; previous ppr :) haha. I SO HATE HOME ECONS COURSEWORK. it's a total load of rubbish. sure it's fun to cook n everythg but who in the right mind does powerpt presentatns n nutrtional analysis n task analysis and yada yada yada before they cook a measly meal?! if tt were the case i'd probably have died aeons ago or sth.. :) anw, at 5j now. no feelings for my ex class tho haha.. p6 squirts [hehs sorry darls] using out BEAUTIFUL 2d classrm :D haha. yeah. i miss our air con.. hannah agrees :D yup. oh wells.. i'm supposed to be all uptight n evrythg abt eoys but apparently -lks at self- NOT. oh well. :))) love everytime by britney tho i don't like her n mosta her songs :)) yup. jun abandoned me to be accompaniment for another girl.. : hehs. haha nah, kidding. she's leaving me alone to give mooncakes out to the old folks of blk 318 in amk. haha. kidding i volunteered. :)) nice eh ? :D oh n u kno when u get really yucked out by work u come up with all sorts of yucky sappy STUPID names for the dishes like "ruby fantasy" when it's just pathetically chopped up [well not exactly. sliced wld be the proper word] prunes. hehs. ho ho. we're really gd at tt. and interviewing my old granmamma of a neighbour was great :)) big fat cute animatns and loadsa lessons learnt :)) yeah like how to boil soup. thnx! haha.oh wells.. back to home ec -groans- byee world :)) hehs. will be waiting for &lt;em&gt;tt&lt;/em&gt; msg :D super pung sai lame la but.. haha.. byee -huggs all-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-109533756642701184?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109533756642701184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109533756642701184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_09_12_archive.html#109533756642701184' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-109507344620652094</id><published>2004-09-13T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T19:04:06.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i believe &lt;strong&gt;fantasia barrino&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever you ever reached a rainbow's end&lt;br /&gt;and did you find your pot of gold&lt;br /&gt;ever catch a shooting star&lt;br /&gt;tell me how high did you soar&lt;br /&gt;ever felt like you were dreaming&lt;br /&gt;just to find that you're awake&lt;br /&gt;cause the magic that surrounds you&lt;br /&gt;will lift you up and guide you on your way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can see it in the stars across the sky&lt;br /&gt;dreamt a hundred thousand dreams before&lt;br /&gt;now I finally realize&lt;br /&gt;see I've waited all my life for this moment to arrive&lt;br /&gt;and finally yeahI believe in the impossible&lt;br /&gt;if I reach deep within my heart&lt;br /&gt;overcome any obstacle&lt;br /&gt;won't let this dream fall apart&lt;br /&gt;see I strive to be the very best&lt;br /&gt;shine my light for all to see&lt;br /&gt;cause anything is possible&lt;br /&gt;when you believe yeah&lt;br /&gt;i can see it in the stars across the sky&lt;br /&gt;dreamt a hundred thousand dreams before&lt;br /&gt;now I finally realize&lt;br /&gt;ive waited all my life for this moment to arrive&lt;br /&gt;and finally I believe&lt;br /&gt;yes I believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-109507344620652094?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109507344620652094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109507344620652094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_09_12_archive.html#109507344620652094' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-109507314388068240</id><published>2004-09-13T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T18:59:03.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why do gorillas have big noses?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos they've got big fingers!&lt;br /&gt;-squeals with laughter!-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-109507314388068240?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109507314388068240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109507314388068240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_09_12_archive.html#109507314388068240' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-109499218041489354</id><published>2004-09-12T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T20:29:40.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everytime &lt;strong&gt;britney&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;notice me, take my hand&lt;br /&gt;why are we strangers when&lt;br /&gt;our love is strong&lt;br /&gt;why carry on without me&lt;br /&gt;everytime I try to fly, I fall&lt;br /&gt;without my wings, I feel so small&lt;br /&gt;i guess I need you, baby&lt;br /&gt;and everytime I see you in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;i see your face, it's haunting me&lt;br /&gt;i guess I need you, baby&lt;br /&gt;i make believe that you are here&lt;br /&gt;it's the only way I see clear&lt;br /&gt;what have I done&lt;br /&gt;you seem to move on easy&lt;br /&gt;and everytime I try to fly, I fall&lt;br /&gt;without my wings, I feel so small&lt;br /&gt;i guess I need you, baby&lt;br /&gt;and everytime I see you in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;i see your face, you're haunting me&lt;br /&gt;i guess I need you, baby&lt;br /&gt;i may have made it rain&lt;br /&gt;please forgive me&lt;br /&gt;my weakness caused you pain&lt;br /&gt;and this song's my sorry&lt;br /&gt;at night I pray&lt;br /&gt;that soon your face will fade away&lt;br /&gt;and everytime I try to fly, I fall&lt;br /&gt;without my wings, I feel so small&lt;br /&gt;i guess I need you, baby&lt;br /&gt;and everytime I see you in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;i see your face, you're haunting me&lt;br /&gt;i guess I need you, baby..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-109499218041489354?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109499218041489354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109499218041489354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_09_12_archive.html#109499218041489354' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-109499198636415153</id><published>2004-09-12T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T20:26:26.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fall, leaves, fall: die, flowers, away;&lt;br /&gt;Lengthen night and shorten day,&lt;br /&gt;Every leaf speaks bliss to me&lt;br /&gt;Fluttering from the autumn tree.&lt;br /&gt;I shall smile when wreaths of snow&lt;br /&gt;Blossom where the rose should grow;&lt;br /&gt;I shall sing when night’s decay&lt;br /&gt;Ushers in a drearier day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emily bronte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-109499198636415153?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109499198636415153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109499198636415153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_09_12_archive.html#109499198636415153' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-109376404502430154</id><published>2004-08-29T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T15:20:45.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>come what may &lt;strong&gt;ewan macgregor nicole kidman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never knew i could feel like this&lt;br /&gt;like i've never seen the sky before&lt;br /&gt;i want to vanish inside your kiss&lt;br /&gt;every day i'm loving you more and more&lt;br /&gt;listen to my heart, can you hear it sings&lt;br /&gt;telling me to give you everything&lt;br /&gt;seasons may change, winter to spring&lt;br /&gt;but i love you until the end of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come what may&lt;br /&gt;come what may&lt;br /&gt;i will love you until my dying day&lt;br /&gt;suddenly the world seems such a perfect place&lt;br /&gt;suddenly it moves with such a perfect grace&lt;br /&gt;suddenly my life doesn't seem such a waste&lt;br /&gt;it all revolves around you&lt;br /&gt;and there's no mountain too high&lt;br /&gt;no river too wide&lt;br /&gt;sing out this song i'll be there by your side&lt;br /&gt;storm clouds may gather&lt;br /&gt;and stars may collide&lt;br /&gt;but i love you until the end of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, come what may, come what may&lt;br /&gt;i will love you, i will love you&lt;br /&gt;suddenly the world seems such a perfect place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-109376404502430154?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109376404502430154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109376404502430154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_08_29_archive.html#109376404502430154' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-109361375669591962</id><published>2004-08-27T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-27T21:35:56.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>'ve been chatting with nah. well.. bitching ahahs.. so she's sortaf my bitchg part now :D ahahs.. abt u-noe-who n u-noe-who x) celestia simply does her selective hearing trick n feasts her eyes upon halle berry in catwoman :D n usually my "chats" with nah revolve arnd the same topic :D ahahs.. n markchay+garytan+kennethtan n gang came over to our sch to promote a cd theyre cutting. theyll donate the earnings to charity? yah. n the canteen was empty at 2?! -shakes head- ok. i admit markchay n garytan r cute with oh-so-hot bods (i'm smoken !) [oops:D] but still?! haha i stuck to lunch w joycee n nah haha. the rest were oggling at them :D then went up to fam lounge to go off for jp meeting n yiwei was drooling at the sight of gary tan :D i was &lt;i&gt;dragging&lt;/i&gt; her off n she kept pulling back to catch a few more glances of gary tan :D ahahs.. ok. girls r girls right ? x) oh wells, i really hope.. sincerely hope.. earnestly hope.. -sighs- i believe n trust :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-109361375669591962?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109361375669591962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109361375669591962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_08_22_archive.html#109361375669591962' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-109213862991602456</id><published>2004-08-10T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T19:50:29.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>15 Things You Probably&lt;br /&gt; Never Knew or Thought About&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. At least 5 people in this world love you so much they would die for you.&lt;br /&gt;2. At least 15 people in this world love you in some way.&lt;br /&gt;3. The only reason anyone would ever hate you is because they want to be just like you.&lt;br /&gt;4. A smile from you can bring happiness to anyone, even if they don't like you.&lt;br /&gt;5. Every night, SOMEONE thinks about you before they go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;6. You mean the world to someone.&lt;br /&gt;7. If not for you, someone may not be living.&lt;br /&gt;8. You are special and unique.&lt;br /&gt;9. Someone that you don't even know exists loves you.&lt;br /&gt;10. When you make the biggest mistake ever, something good comes from it.&lt;br /&gt;11. When you think the world has turned its back on you, take a look: you most likely turned your back on the world.&lt;br /&gt;12. When you think you have no chance of getting what you want, you probably won't get it, but if you believe in yourself, probably, sooner or later, you will get it.&lt;br /&gt;13. Always remember the compliments you received. Forget about the rude remarks.&lt;br /&gt;14. Always tell someone how you feel about them; you will feel much better when they know.&lt;br /&gt;15. If you have a great friend, take the time to let them know that they are great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-109213862991602456?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109213862991602456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109213862991602456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_08_08_archive.html#109213862991602456' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-109203402665884326</id><published>2004-08-09T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T14:47:06.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAPPY NATIONAL DAY :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-109203402665884326?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109203402665884326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109203402665884326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_08_08_archive.html#109203402665884326' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-109196748408582461</id><published>2004-08-08T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-08T20:52:23.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;u'll be in my heart&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gotcha, i'll be right here unless&lt;br /&gt;come stop your crying,&lt;br /&gt;it'll be all right&lt;br /&gt;just take my hand&lt;br /&gt;hold it tight now&lt;br /&gt;i will protect you&lt;br /&gt;from all around you&lt;br /&gt;i will be here don't you cry&lt;br /&gt;for one so small&lt;br /&gt;you seem so strong now&lt;br /&gt;my arms will hold you&lt;br /&gt;keep you safe and warm&lt;br /&gt;this bond between us&lt;br /&gt;can't be broken&lt;br /&gt;said wanna be here&lt;br /&gt;don't you cry&lt;br /&gt;'cause you'll be in my heart&lt;br /&gt;you'll be in my heart yeahhh&lt;br /&gt;from this day on&lt;br /&gt;now and forever more, for more&lt;br /&gt;why can't they understand&lt;br /&gt;the way we feel&lt;br /&gt;they just don't trust&lt;br /&gt;what they can't explain&lt;br /&gt;i don't see the difference&lt;br /&gt;but deep inside us&lt;br /&gt;we're not that different at all&lt;br /&gt;you'll be in my heart&lt;br /&gt;said you'll be in my heart&lt;br /&gt;from this day on&lt;br /&gt;now and forever more...&lt;br /&gt;you'll be in my heart&lt;br /&gt;no matter what they say&lt;br /&gt;you'll be right here in my heart always&lt;br /&gt;always! always, always(3)&lt;br /&gt;don't listen to them&lt;br /&gt;'cause what do they know (what do they know)&lt;br /&gt;we need each other to have, to hold&lt;br /&gt;they'll see in time&lt;br /&gt;I know, we'll show them together&lt;br /&gt;when destiny calls you&lt;br /&gt;you must be strong (you gotta be strong)&lt;br /&gt;i may not be with you&lt;br /&gt;but you got to hold on&lt;br /&gt;they'll see in timeI know&lt;br /&gt;we'll show them together!&lt;br /&gt;'cause you'll be in my heart (Believe me)&lt;br /&gt;you'll be in my heart (I'll be there)&lt;br /&gt;from this day on&lt;br /&gt;now and forever more&lt;br /&gt;you'll be in my heart (you'll be here in my heart)&lt;br /&gt;no matter what they say (I'll be with you)&lt;br /&gt;you'll be right here in my heart (I'll be there)&lt;br /&gt;always&lt;br /&gt;always!&lt;br /&gt;i'll be with you!&lt;br /&gt;i'll be there for you always&lt;br /&gt;always and always&lt;br /&gt;just look over your shoulder&lt;br /&gt;just look over your shoulder&lt;br /&gt;just look over your shoulder&lt;br /&gt;i'll be there always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-109196748408582461?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109196748408582461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109196748408582461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_08_08_archive.html#109196748408582461' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-109178408547813364</id><published>2004-08-06T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-06T17:21:25.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyy haha.. well u see when there isnt someone to give a pep talk or motivational thgy to u u give urself one :D here goes. hop eit comes in handy.. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;girl[or boy for tt matter] u see sometimes the going gets tought.. but really it's then tt the tough gets going while the rest flops down there like a deflated balloon? be like the balloons filled with helium, rise high up there, sway in the breeze with casual triumph but be careful to avoid those prcikly elements tt leave u broken n shattered - it is then tt u can nvr be urself agn. brace urself for there will be greater n more challenges ahead. hang in there girl[or boy]. there's someone out there waiting for u :) why give up on urself now? now's not the time after the countless obstacles u've overcome. it'd all be wasated. where's ur determinatn? how many pple have told u they've got faith in u? come'on, dont let them down.. most of all dont give up on urself. girl[or boy] hang in there.. for urself, ur family members, for ur close frnds, for tt someone out there waiting for u :D hang in there n push urself a little more. whoever heard of dying from studyg? :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.. haha.. was feeling a lil out one day.. rubbished this out :D bleahh.. :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-109178408547813364?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109178408547813364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109178408547813364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109178408547813364' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-109145150958615332</id><published>2004-08-02T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T20:58:29.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wahaha! was tokg abt dying n choosg of colour of coffin with joanne n mum heard then she said,"ay! yall dont talk rubbish ah!" xD lalala!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-109145150958615332?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109145150958615332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109145150958615332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109145150958615332' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-109144499913611891</id><published>2004-08-02T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T19:09:59.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jun says cat high choir's nice :D ahahs.. i love u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-109144499913611891?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109144499913611891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109144499913611891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109144499913611891' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-109136452585945438</id><published>2004-08-01T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-01T20:48:45.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i miss u.. somehow? dont know why.. think it's cos i saw ur ____________ n rmbred wht a grt person u were? haha.. n ur _______ ! oh gawd.. the ____________ just had to remind me of them.. :/ haha.. do u rmbr i called u _______ ________? haha.. gosh -sighs- i wonder if ure ________ ? i cant be regrettg right? -sighs- i dont know. i dont know.. i wna b part of ur world. :/ sheesh :( oh mamma i deserve death for these rubbish im thinkg abt... i cant possibly ___ _ _ ____ _ right? oh wells.. luv u.. -hugs tight-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-109136452585945438?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109136452585945438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109136452585945438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109136452585945438' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-109134197126088144</id><published>2004-08-01T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-01T14:32:51.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Look at this stuff isn't neat?&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't you think my collection's complete?&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't you think i'm the girl,&lt;br /&gt;The girl who has everything&lt;br /&gt;Look at this trove&lt;br /&gt;Treasures untold&lt;br /&gt;How many wonders can one cavern hold?&lt;br /&gt;Looking around here you think&lt;br /&gt;"Sure, she's got everything"&lt;br /&gt;I've got gadgets and gismos-a-plentyI&lt;br /&gt;'ve got hoosits and watsits galore&lt;br /&gt;You want thingamabobs&lt;br /&gt;I've got twenty&lt;br /&gt;But who cares no big deal&lt;br /&gt;I want more&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be where the people are&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see, wanna see  'em dancing&lt;br /&gt;Walking around on those&lt;br /&gt;What do ya call em?&lt;br /&gt;Oh.... feet&lt;br /&gt;Flippin' your fins you don't get too far&lt;br /&gt;Legs are required for jumping, dancing&lt;br /&gt;Strollin' along down a&lt;br /&gt;What's that word again?&lt;br /&gt;Street&lt;br /&gt;Up where they walk&lt;br /&gt;Up where they run&lt;br /&gt;Up where they stay all day in the sun&lt;br /&gt;Wanderin' free&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could be&lt;br /&gt;Part of that world&lt;br /&gt;What would I give if&lt;br /&gt;I could live out of these waters&lt;br /&gt;What would I pay to spend a day warm on the sand&lt;br /&gt;Betcha on land they understand&lt;br /&gt;Bet they don't reprimand their daughters&lt;br /&gt;Bright young women&lt;br /&gt;Sick of swimmin'&lt;br /&gt;Ready to stand&lt;br /&gt;And ready to know what the people know&lt;br /&gt;Ask 'em my questions and get some answers&lt;br /&gt;What's a fire? and why does it what's the word burn?&lt;br /&gt;When's it my turn&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't I love, love to explore that shore up above&lt;br /&gt;Out of the sea&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could be&lt;br /&gt;Part of that world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-109134197126088144?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109134197126088144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109134197126088144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109134197126088144' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-109118933201711630</id><published>2004-07-30T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-30T20:27:05.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey! :)) well, st nickz rox coz we're &lt;u&gt;double champ AGN&lt;/u&gt; HAH! xD -squeals- haha! ok i'll narrate the &lt;i&gt;whole&lt;/i&gt; thing :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok well, we assembled at the old spectators stand after lunch, afterwhich the sec4s left 1st, class by class. soon it came to our turn to leave super excitedly for the national stadium. we made loadsa noise [as usual] in the bus n practised our cheers :D i squeezed with nah n jun. super smart jun got us 1.5l bottles of drinks :D we got to the stadium soon. we [jun nah n i]got separated frm the class so we sat.. away frm the class? ok smthg along those lines. got really into the mood n excited but qt disappointed tt the person to my right wasn't as enthu s i was :D haha.. so i didn't pay attn to her :)))) ok so we started practising our cheers. sji scared us.. haha.. cos they were so low n loud n rather big. vs a bit loserfied lah. sit just beside us but sounded MUCH softer than sji who was sittg further away. haha. as usual, cedar was our rival :D heh heh &gt;:)&amp;nbsp; xD okies. but they were loud. i admit :) there was this whole mess of blue there u just cldnt miss them. there were qt a few at 1st but the grp just got larger n larger! well, st nix didnt do bad herself :D okies. miss lim requested for seats at the end of the finishg line n we got it very fortunately :D yup. tension was brewg cos stnix really wanted our double champ. REALLY. so we cheered LOUD.&amp;nbsp;i screamed a lot xD hehs. jun said i was so loud she cldnt hear herself n i cld see frm the corner of my eye evrytime we cheered she was coverg her ear xD haha. ok. so the race started with c div 100m. nicole ran, yanfen ran. cheered like mad. but so short :) but the guys were faster?! it was like 1 minute theyre at the startg line n the nxt &lt;i&gt;whoosh&lt;/i&gt; the race is over :) the it was wht.. haha cant rmbr but i think is either 400m or 800m. yah. evry sch seemed to be agnst sports sch? xD haha.. cos it was almost like li2 suo3 dang1 ran2 tt they win? cos theyre like the elite n it wld seem wrong tt they didnt finish any race first? like watchg the guys run! it's like they run on batteries, almost effortless.. yah. we were qt disappointed durg the 1st few runs? cos sn didnt exactly win many races? yah.. but we cheered them on still :D miss choo ming4 ling4 us must cheer for all catholic schs so we did :) yah thn heard jun say sji made a pact with us say we cheer for them n they cheer for us or smthg like tt yah but in the end also nvr haha.. then jun n nah n i were smsg jun's sji frd for most of the time :)))) but we cheered too ok! i cheered so loud the pple arnd me were staring but i cheered all the same anw :D&amp;nbsp; thn cat high was this puny grp.. aiyoh.. haha.. then anw, the most excitg were relays! i screamed like shit!! haha.. n the b div 800m? i salute eva n cassondra -salutes- haha cos it seemed like they'd made a promise b4 the race tt even if they died they'd squeeze evry bit of nrg n finish the race well. haha.. it surely felt tt way! the were in the front the whole way thru? the 2 of them ran tgt.. yah.. but the most ke3 xi1 one is tt cassondra almost made it first whn some other girl emerged suddenly frm the back n beat her to the finishg line -shrugs- eva didn't do bad :)) they got a 2nd n 3rd for tt event x) so proudaf u guys! but at the end of the race cassondra cldnt stand up.. she put in her all :) yah.. then there was a point in time where i was feelg bad&amp;nbsp;really bad for this guy? i think it's 1500m event yah then this indian guy? yah then he cldn't catch up with the rest n he was at the back.. yah.. was feelg so bad? nah n jun n i were all feelg bad for him.. :&amp;nbsp;then another guy? i felt even worse for him! he was runng 4 by 4&amp;nbsp;relay n it was like the 2nd last&amp;nbsp;round or smthg then he was also either the 3rd or 4th in the race? n he dropped his baton! it rolled off to another lane n he had to go n pick it so he became the last?! felt so so sad : oh&amp;nbsp;wells. then for girls b div 4 by 4 we were hysterical!!!!! my throat alr felt like there was a split down it&amp;nbsp;but i still screamed anw for the b div 4 by 4 cos we knew this was a race&amp;nbsp;we had gd chance of winng :)))) then i screamed until i felt like&amp;nbsp;there was a hole in my throat. tht was abt.. 3rd round. then i screamed like nvr, like insane, like shit, like i nvr wld agn this yr durg the last 100m! stnix was leadg by a gd 50m or more!!!!! we were all screamg like xiao n if u didnt scream u'd go deaf cos the screams engulf u! then u cld hear tt.. vibratg sound coz the screams r so loud xD yah..&amp;nbsp;i find sji's cheer amusg. it goes "joseph..jospeh.&amp;nbsp;joseph..jospeph.." xD haha.. it doesnt seem&amp;nbsp;amusg here but it's super if u hear it :D yah then they had this communist-action-like thing haha..&amp;nbsp;loved vj's drum :) our drum so soft.. :/&amp;nbsp;oh! u noe there was this race.. cant rmbr wht but i think is guys c div 800m run then there was this acs or vs guy? he was runng agnst s'pore sports sch? yah n evryone was cheerg for him cos they were havg a neck to neck fight?? yah! then in the end tt guy won!!! we were all cheerg like mad! haha.. ok. u kno, it rained super heavily durg&amp;nbsp;the competitn? yah :) then stnix jian1 chi2 dao4 di3 :) sat rain or shine in the rain with, of course, umbrellas in the rain :)&amp;nbsp;my bag got soaked n my stuff in my bag got soaked :/ haha. anw it was gd fun :D&amp;nbsp;yah jun was dryest&amp;nbsp; i was wettest :/ cos it was jun's umbrella n she held it n she was in the middle :) nah weas&amp;nbsp;2nd wettest after me :) anw yah.. the rg xiao2 jies3 were so afraid of gettg hit by a raindrop tt they ran for shelter once it&amp;nbsp;rained.. n sji was veh funny..&amp;nbsp;xD haha.. cos when it rained some pple opened their umbrellas then closed it.. then only when it rained super heavily then they opened their umbrella so we&amp;nbsp;msgd&amp;nbsp;jun's sji frd thn he&amp;nbsp;say tt e snr&amp;nbsp;scolded those who opened their umbrellas.. haha&amp;nbsp;n the nxt time it&amp;nbsp;rained [the rain stopped for a while]&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;they beat us to openg the umbrellas :D. then jun nah n i were qt nervous lahh cos we were doubtful of retaing our double champ frm our performance so when the time of the announcement of final results came we were all waitg with bated breath. well u see, &lt;u&gt;SI&lt;/u&gt;-ngapore sports sch, &lt;u&gt;CE&lt;/u&gt;-dar n &lt;u&gt;C&lt;/u&gt;hij stnicholas girls'sch sound the same in the front? yup. so whn they announced tt cedar got 3rd we screamed like pure shit! n when were heard "&lt;i&gt;sing&lt;/i&gt;" we were prancg arnd like mad asses! ahh! n i was screamg n jumpg n whtevrg like no one's business tho i'd just sprained my ankle slightly the day b4 xD ah the miracles happiness can bring! tt was for c div cos sports sch hasnt yet had b div. then for bdiv we were waitg with bated breath whn they announced 2nd! it was CEDAR. HAH. !!!!!!!!! xDDDD yup! CEDAR - &lt;b&gt;2nd&lt;/b&gt; u shldve seen their banners. -shakes head- full of themselves :D anw, i was too absorbed in rejoicg for our &lt;u&gt;DOUBLE VICTORY&lt;/u&gt; -winks-&amp;nbsp;tt i didnt notice cedarians :D nah said tt at first when cedar was announced 2nd, in the se of tt blue of their uniform u cld see beige coloured thgs stickg up in the air, it was their hands but once stnix was announced &lt;u&gt;champ&lt;/u&gt; all u saw was &lt;u&gt;blue&lt;/u&gt;. theyd stopped cheerg xD sn rox my sox inside out or not ! -screeeeeeeeeeeams!!- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 2 3 4 keep up the tempo! &lt;br /&gt;here we go agn! &lt;br /&gt;on the battle field agn! &lt;br /&gt;we'll beat others through n through! &lt;br /&gt;give it up for s n g! &lt;br /&gt;eh oh eh oh eh oh eh oh eh oh eh oh! &lt;br /&gt;any sweat?! &lt;br /&gt;no sweat! &lt;br /&gt;st nix eleven claps! &lt;br /&gt;clap x 9 &lt;br /&gt;ST NIX!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v-v-v-i-c-c-c-c-t-o-o-o-o-r-y &lt;br /&gt;v-i-c-t-o-r-y &lt;br /&gt;victory, victory! &lt;br /&gt;tt's our cry!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cheers n screeeeeeams!!- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-109118933201711630?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109118933201711630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109118933201711630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_07_25_archive.html#109118933201711630' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-109067295448099310</id><published>2004-07-24T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-24T20:42:34.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So she said what's the problem baby&lt;br /&gt;What's the problem I don't know &lt;br /&gt;Well maybe I'm in love (love) &lt;br /&gt;Think about it every timeI think about it&lt;br /&gt;Can't stop thinking 'bout it&lt;br /&gt;How much longer will it take to cure this&lt;br /&gt;Just to cure it cause I can't ignore it if it's love (love) &lt;br /&gt;Makes me wanna turn around and face me but I don't know nothing 'bout love &lt;br /&gt;Come on, come on &lt;br /&gt;Turn a little faster&lt;br /&gt;Come on, come on &lt;br /&gt;The world will follow after&lt;br /&gt;Come on, come on &lt;br /&gt;Cause everybody's after love&lt;br /&gt;So I said I'm a snowball running &lt;br /&gt;Running down into the spring that's coming all this love &lt;br /&gt;Melting under blue skies &lt;br /&gt;Belting out sunlight&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Shimmering love &lt;br /&gt;Well baby I surrender &lt;br /&gt;To the strawberry ice cream&lt;br /&gt;Never ever end of all this love&lt;br /&gt;Well I didn't mean to do it there's no escaping your love&lt;br /&gt;These lines of lightning&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mean we're never alone, &lt;br /&gt;Never alone, no, no &lt;br /&gt;Come on, Come on&lt;br /&gt;Move a little closer&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Come on, Come on&lt;br /&gt;I want to hear you whisper&lt;br /&gt;Come on, Come on &lt;br /&gt;Settle down inside my love&lt;br /&gt;Come on, come on &lt;br /&gt;Jump a little higher&lt;br /&gt;Come on, come onI&lt;br /&gt;f you feel a little lighter&lt;br /&gt;Come on, come on &lt;br /&gt;We were once&lt;br /&gt;Upon a time in love &lt;br /&gt;We're accidentally in love Accidentally in love [x7]&lt;br /&gt;Accidentally &lt;br /&gt;I'm In Love, I'm in Love, &lt;br /&gt;I'm in Love, I'm in Love, &lt;br /&gt;I'm in Love, I'm in Love,Accidentally [x2]&lt;br /&gt;Come on, come on&lt;br /&gt;Spin a little tighter&lt;br /&gt;Come on, come on &lt;br /&gt;And the world's a little brighter&lt;br /&gt;Come on, come on &lt;br /&gt;Just get yourself inside her Love ...&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-109067295448099310?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109067295448099310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109067295448099310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_07_18_archive.html#109067295448099310' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-109067275014056793</id><published>2004-07-24T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-24T20:39:10.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;look through my eyes&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are things in life you´r learning&lt;br /&gt;all in time you´ll see&lt;br /&gt;cause out there somewhere&lt;br /&gt;it´s all waitingif you keep believing&lt;br /&gt;So don´t run&lt;br /&gt;Don´t hide&lt;br /&gt;it will be alright&lt;br /&gt;you see trust meI´ll be there watching over you&lt;br /&gt;Just take a look through my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Theres a better place somewhere out there&lt;br /&gt;uh just take a look through my eyes&lt;br /&gt;everything changes&lt;br /&gt;You´ll be amazed what you find&lt;br /&gt;If you look through my eyes&lt;br /&gt;There will be times on this journey&lt;br /&gt;all you see is darkness&lt;br /&gt;but out there somewhere&lt;br /&gt;daylight finds youif you keep believing&lt;br /&gt;So don´t run&lt;br /&gt;Don´t hide&lt;br /&gt;it will be alright&lt;br /&gt;see trust me&lt;br /&gt;I´ll be there watching over you&lt;br /&gt;Just take a look through my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Theres a better place somewhere out there&lt;br /&gt;uh just take a look through my eyes&lt;br /&gt;everything changes&lt;br /&gt;You´ll be amazed what you find&lt;br /&gt;If you look through my eyes&lt;br /&gt;All the things thatyou can change&lt;br /&gt;theres a meanin´ in everything&lt;br /&gt;and you will find&lt;br /&gt;all you need theres so much to understand&lt;br /&gt;Take a look through my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Theres a better place somewhere out there&lt;br /&gt;uh just take a look through my eyes &lt;br /&gt;everything changes&lt;br /&gt;You´ll be amazed what you find&lt;br /&gt;If you look through my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-109067275014056793?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109067275014056793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109067275014056793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_07_18_archive.html#109067275014056793' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-109066596221376151</id><published>2004-07-24T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-24T20:08:46.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey hey! nthg much has happened except zhu died on POP if i havent said yet.. : well..2 cat high guys came over to our sch in the hope of getting our interest in this&amp;nbsp;2nd annual gala concert of theirs.. yah :) then one of them sat on the specs stand behind&amp;nbsp;his dear frnd while the other held the mike n spoke to this sea of blue pinafores of the opposite&amp;nbsp;gender :D&amp;nbsp;he's super brave! ok anw, then he started "Um hello ladies. can i have ur attn pls?" n evryone i repeat EVERYONE went "whoa.." oh. n tht's supposed to be pronounced "woh" not "wah" -nods- :D yup so anw yah then he went on n talked abt this concert their having at the esplanade n stuffs? except he went "as-plah-ned" AND being the evil awful girlies we r [:D] we started luffing our heads,&amp;nbsp; our hair n our limbs off as well.. haha.. y do i suddenly feel evil? -winks- haha.. so anw yah.. then mrs kwek who was standing by the side ready to jump to his rescue anytime [we were really noisy n "excited" [NOT] by his prescence [sp?] yup haha.. anw she came up n told us tht it wasnt easy to stand up there n speak to this whole grp of critical pple :D whivch was absotively posilutely true? well she didnt say exactly those words but.. yah :D haha.. then she was like "cld u pls give him ur support?" n we cheered n clapped.. yah.. haha.. the best part was tht his dear frnd was there sittg behind him LUFFG AWAY! lolx! n apparently mrs tan luffed till her face was red xDthen he went on "u noe the public knos us as brother n sister sch right..." n he paused for a while coz there was this uproarious noise as the girls began either protesting or luffing or, well, making remarks.. yah :D n there was this loud "ahh.."[the whole sch seemed to b in synch.. haha it was so hilarious coz ervryone made the same remark haha like "oh.." n "ahh.." n "right.." xD] then he went "yah so when u're performing u want ur family members to be there right?"&amp;nbsp;n at this pt he had to pause agn while this noisy chatter rose n fell n this loud "oh.. so we're family.." came.. haha..gosh i was luffg n luffg! then he cont'd "yah! so when ur family members r there u'll perform better right? so yah u're shld come down n support us! n it's only $15 anw! yah so pls come down n support us!" then we were all like "mmmm.." during the "when ur family members r there u'll perform better part :D ok lah ok lah.. haha! i think ure so super brave? yah n like i dont think i cld evr do tt in a million yrs? -nods- so i salute u :D haha.. well the boys had come over in the hope of enticing us into going for their concert but i think they brot more amusement instead :D oh wells.. thnx anw :D u brightened our day :D u shld come more often n make us luff like siao xD n more "as-plah-ned"s pls! -screams with luffter at the thot- :D love lotts! -beeeggggg hugg!- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="JAVASCRIPT"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--&lt;br /&gt;defaultStatus= "&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; im so lost in lorve; im so lost without yoo&amp;nbsp; "// --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-109066596221376151?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109066596221376151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109066596221376151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_07_18_archive.html#109066596221376151' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-109022445782758205</id><published>2004-07-19T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T16:31:39.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span colour="hotpink"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span colour="hotpink"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;x i could stay awake just to hear you breathing watch you smile while you are sleeping far away and dreaming i could spend my life in this sweet surrender i could stay lost in this moment forever well, every moment spent with you is a moment i treasure x &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;hey u noe maybe&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;s&gt;God's just playing a trick on us :D&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Maybe.. just maybe :D we'll see yes? we'll see..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-109022445782758205?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109022445782758205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109022445782758205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_07_18_archive.html#109022445782758205' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-109022198045115354</id><published>2004-07-19T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T15:30:15.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oooh! :D happy happy! :) &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;POP&lt;/span&gt; was super.. cried like shit.. glad abt my post &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[assistant administrator/administrative assistant]&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;but not sure abt wht to do :)) i'll try to do my best kaes? n for all those out there who believed in me, i'll believe in myself now n strive harder :) but then agn 17 jul was qt sad lah.. zhu zhu died.. :'( -nods- gna miss all my snrs.. especially &lt;u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lilin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;-sighs- will miss all..&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;gna miss evryone like crazy.. was so sad i cried like&amp;nbsp;i'd nvr cry agn.. -shrugs-&amp;nbsp;then when we were saying band cheer lilin was crying so bad she cldn't say it properly.. 2005&amp;nbsp;snsb members, let's get gold for syf ok?&amp;nbsp;let's all work hard tgt. truly inspired to do well now :) let's do it tgt :)&amp;nbsp; congrats to all who got a post n work hard :) -hugggs- thnx lilin for the penguin :D love lotts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-109022198045115354?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109022198045115354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/109022198045115354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_07_18_archive.html#109022198045115354' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-108929654597870617</id><published>2004-07-08T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-08T22:22:25.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey i saw ___ agn.. yah :D lolx.. ok lahh.. nthg much to blog. trying to update this place lah  huh :)) see i've been updating regularly! gd lucks to val in becoming a more organised n disciplined girl ok? -nods- haha.. okies. big huggs n kisses with sweet dreams wishes! nights sweeties! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-108929654597870617?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108929654597870617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108929654597870617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_07_04_archive.html#108929654597870617' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-108919577257227795</id><published>2004-07-07T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-07T18:22:52.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content 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I SAW ___ !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; whoa! chill! haha.. seriously val. u shld get a grip on urself ! -shakes head. lolx ! :D xD whoopee ! hope i see ___ tmr! which is qt pathetic ? becos :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. dont bluddy hell kno &lt;s&gt;___'s name&lt;/s&gt; ?!&lt;br /&gt;2. dont kno &lt;s&gt;___'s sch&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh hell.. haha.. val's gone helplessly &lt;b&gt;MAD&lt;/b&gt; ! -squeals with laughter :D. was SO amazed whn i saw ___ ?! lolx.. hadn't seen ___ in like lemme see.. say one n three quarters to two mths ! wahahs.. crazy.. i ought to have my head hammered against a wall x) it felt like a gush of cold air running through me when ___ &lt;s&gt;es;rf [sdd ,r&lt;/s&gt; ! haha.. was THAT &lt;s&gt;buxw&lt;/s&gt; ! whoopsees! xD lolx.. now i feel i outta die instead of hammering my head on a wall.. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-108919577257227795?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108919577257227795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108919577257227795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_07_04_archive.html#108919577257227795' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-108912426816639029</id><published>2004-07-06T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-06T22:31:08.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;stand by your side&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P. Barry, M. Taylor) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cry and you comfort me&lt;br /&gt;I'm lost and you hear my scream&lt;br /&gt;So it's hard to watch you falling&lt;br /&gt;When you run so deep in me&lt;br /&gt;You live in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna stand by your side now&lt;br /&gt;Let me kiss all your tears away&lt;br /&gt;You can stay in my arms now&lt;br /&gt;And I know I can make you believe again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk but you can run through fire&lt;br /&gt;I search for reasons and baby you inspire&lt;br /&gt;But I know somebody hurt you&lt;br /&gt;And I know you really need a friend&lt;br /&gt;Well you can take my hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna stand by your side now&lt;br /&gt;Let me kiss all your tears away&lt;br /&gt;You can stay in my arms now&lt;br /&gt;And I know I can make you believe again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're feeling like you can't go on&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know&lt;br /&gt;You never walk alone no&lt;br /&gt;You live in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna stand by your side now&lt;br /&gt;Let me kiss all your tears away&lt;br /&gt;You can stay in my arms now&lt;br /&gt;And I know I can make you believe again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna stand, stand by your side&lt;br /&gt;Kiss all your tears away tonight&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna stand, stand by your side&lt;br /&gt;Make you believe again&lt;br /&gt;See you smiling again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-108912426816639029?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108912426816639029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108912426816639029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_07_04_archive.html#108912426816639029' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-108912334527602264</id><published>2004-07-06T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-06T22:24:55.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What does love mean? A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year olds, "What does love mean?" The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined. See what you think:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) "When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That's love."&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca - age 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) "When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You know that your name is safe in their mouth."&lt;br /&gt;Billy - age 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) "Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other."&lt;br /&gt;Karl - age 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) "Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs."&lt;br /&gt;Chrissy - age 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) "Love is what makes you smile when you're tired."&lt;br /&gt;Terri - age 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) "Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK."&lt;br /&gt;Danny - age 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) "Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss."&lt;br /&gt;Emily - age 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) "Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen,"&lt;br /&gt;Bobby - age 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) "If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate."&lt;br /&gt;Nikka - age 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) "There are two kinds of love. Our love. God's love. But God makes both kinds of them."&lt;br /&gt;Jenny - age 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) "Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, and then he wears it every day."&lt;br /&gt;Noelle - age 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) "Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well."&lt;br /&gt;Tommy - age 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) "During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore."&lt;br /&gt;Cindy - age 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) "My mommy loves me more than anybody. You don't see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night."&lt;br /&gt;Clare - age 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) "Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken."&lt;br /&gt;Elaine-age 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) "Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford."&lt;br /&gt;Chris - age 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) "Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day."&lt;br /&gt;Mary Ann - age 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) "I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones."&lt;br /&gt;Lauren - age 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) "When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you."&lt;br /&gt;Karen - age 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) "Love is when Mommy sees Daddy on the toilet and she doesn't think it's gross."&lt;br /&gt;Mark - age 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) "You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget."&lt;br /&gt;Jessica - age 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) And the final one: Author and lecturer Leo Buscaglia once talked about a contest he was asked to judge. The purpose of the contest was to find the most caring child. The winner was a four-year-old child whose next door neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife. On seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman's yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there. When his Mother asked him what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy said, "Nothing, I just helped him cry."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh mann! so sweet.. :)) love this song.. chanced upon it .. :) -sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-108912334527602264?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108912334527602264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108912334527602264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_07_04_archive.html#108912334527602264' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-108903382498123376</id><published>2004-07-05T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-05T21:26:56.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyy! i went to the beach just now haha.. so fun :D anw.. mum wanted to bring us to wild wild wet at first but all of us had tests so she decided against it? yah.. then she brot us to the beach instead :))) it was fun! i made a sand sculpture of a horse. coz mum forgot to bring cam we asked this kindly lady to help us take then send to us.. haha! yup. then we [jo jake n i] went to sit in the sea cross-legged, waiting for the waves to come :D then we always shouted for big waves :)) lolx.. coz it's fun for the big waves to come coz when the come crashing it pushes u over n u go "oomphf!" haha.. there was one tht was so big it hit me on my stomach n i thot the wind was knocked out of me. but with kelda it was worse! lolx.. shr probably doesnt rmbr but i do :D haha. mum flew a kite. jacob was a failure at it :D haha.. ok lahh.. dunno wht to say alrd.. except grr sch starts tmr :/ &lt;font color="FF8A3C" font face="verdana" font size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DARN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-108903382498123376?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108903382498123376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108903382498123376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_07_04_archive.html#108903382498123376' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-108886074980049880</id><published>2004-07-03T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-03T21:19:09.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey hey! :))) it was B-U day ystd :))) theme was retro :D yah then out class rushed out a last minute performance during recess :)))) tell us we're great :D lolx.. coz every class was supp to put up an item during the celebratn? yah so hannah n glad taught us their "that thing u do dance" :)))) i'd like to thank 2d for being so so so co-operative! n jacob yao sucks more than anythg in the world. ok. anw, yup. we did well.. :)))) well at least u thot so. -nods. sec fours were so gd! as in almost all? yah. some new paper guy came to take photos? yah n when there was this particular class right, he took photos like &lt;i&gt;snap! snap! snap!&lt;/i&gt; then i told hannah tht it lked like some PI taking photos of qing2fu1. yah. then anw we went to the ju eng old folks home in the afternn. i was in charge of the grp in level 1. we were supp to interact with the old pple there lahh.. well at 1st we were at a loss, [i felt &lt;b&gt;SO&lt;/b&gt; out of place..]then mdm mah introduced us to this old girl of st nicks! she's abt 70-80 yrs old. then her name is gui4 hua1. such a pretty name :D. mm.. she was easier to interact with as she asked us the qns n we just ansed them.. then asked her qns as well.. then she ans :)) then she asked us to "chu1 qu4 zou2 zou3 yi4 xia3 la4, deng3 yi4 xia4 zou3 wan2 cai2 hui2 lai2" yah so we went to the garden to kpoh. then mdm mah asked me to collect donations frm the class.. went arnd collected stuff.. then dinner time for them came.. oh yah. lingshit, yuqing, lynn n huiqing played dum with this old guy :D he's gd. cos the closest to winning the girls ot was a draw :D lolx.. yah..i love it when guihua smile n her eyes crinkle n fine but numerous wrinkles branch out from the corner of her eyes :)) she's such a sweety! then during their dinner time lingshit fed this old guy porridge..ahahs.. i lip read her saying, "hao3 chi1 ma1?".. the softer side of lingshit which is&lt;font size="2.5" font face="century gothic"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SO SO SO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; rare :P yup. then shi pei came down n told us abt the old pple upstairs, wht abt them being territorial, this old lady wld scold n push anybody's chair away shld she find tht person near her seat when she leaves it for a while. n she allows only 3 specific pple to sit at the table with her. then there's this old man who speaks non-stop in chao muffled hokkien? i only undstd like 1/10 of wht he's saying tho i undstd every word my mum says to my aunt when they dont want the kids to unstd wht they say :D yah.. then right, this man wld shout at u to come back if u left while he was speaking [which is nvr] so u had to stand there the whole time. then even if u shifted ur foot a lil when he was speaking he wld start shouting at u cos he thot u were going away. actually he's qt pitiful.. he's probably acting tht way because he feels lonely n doesnt want pple to leave him n stuffs.. he needs someone to listen to his jabbers, whether or not they understood. then there was this interesting guy! he survived the WWII? yah n he worked as n interpreter for the japanese? cool!! lolx.. yah the he's fluent in english, mandarin, malay, japanese, n dialects! whoa.. :)))he told them much abt the war. -nods. i'd like to speak to him the nxt time round :))) went to ij fest 150 yrs anniversary today :)) qt cool.. might go tonight.. not so sure.. but by my deduction i think not.. mum'll probably say she's tired.. but i hope we're gg! -hopes hard. okies. so i got &lt;i&gt;the&lt;/i&gt; bk :)))) lolx.. ok.. nthg else to say.. might come bakc.. toodles! -hugggggs. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-108886074980049880?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108886074980049880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108886074980049880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_06_27_archive.html#108886074980049880' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-108851550653947350</id><published>2004-06-29T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-29T21:30:37.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whoa. reality check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- val's so terribly slack tht she actually got a blasting pung sai &lt;font color="black" font face="verdana"&gt;&lt;s&gt;46.5/69&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/font&gt; for history&lt;br /&gt;- val shld buck up else she'll die a horrible death&lt;br /&gt;- val shall study so hard she'll become a nerd. NOT! lolx x)&lt;br /&gt;- val shall study hard anw to do herself proud :))))&lt;br /&gt;- val shall &lt;s&gt;love&lt;/s&gt; like csm so tht her h.chinese shall improve frm the shit it is coza csm :)&lt;br /&gt;- val shall be more patient :D&lt;br /&gt;- val shall be more organised. &lt;font colour="hotpink" font face="verdana" font size="0.5"&gt;&lt;i&gt;i hope..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok.. enuffa tht :))))) well the day was ok cept got bck history eoy? yah.. -sighs. damn disappointed? but half expected myself not to do well.. yah.. coz didn't really study lahh.. -sighs. yup. band was ok. ms sia in bad mood i think. or else pmsing. oh yah! lolx.. xiaojia say we count n see if she's also so grumpy 28 days later then can tell whether she was pmsing :D tht silly girl! so cute! :D oh wells.. doing art now :D oops haha.. for tmr. -nods. been listening to jj's song over n over agn&lt;i&gt;!&lt;/i&gt; lolx.. i've this feelg u're gna here this frm me for a few wks frm now :D &lt;br /&gt;so sad. dunno wht this world is coming to. why can't they just bloody stop the war? just kill the person u want to kill coz killing innocent bystanders &lt;u&gt;will not&lt;/u&gt; help. -sighs. damnit :/ or rather don't kill lah.. will killing the person u hate help u in anyway? NO. urgh.. oh wells.. starting to spout rubbish once agn. to joo eng this fri. oh wells! gotta go &lt;font color="FF8A3C" font face="verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;STUDY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; :D now! love lotts all! -hugggs. x))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-108851550653947350?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108851550653947350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108851550653947350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_06_27_archive.html#108851550653947350' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-108842959690760504</id><published>2004-06-28T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-28T22:03:28.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh wells.. ok lahh.. the day was alright? but evrytime a tcher came into the class i had this great urge to go "class stand!!" haha.. then i get a lil impatient when no one says a thing? yah.. lolx.. then i go &lt;i&gt;hiss hiss&lt;/i&gt; at huijun before she utters a word :D haha.. it certainly feels a lil weird as hannah n i were exchanging in a lil convo tht it felt weird to not wait till evryone was out so tht we cld lock the door haha.. we felt impatient agn when evryone was just mulling arnd not getting out of the classrm. hannah n i both say we've gotta rmbr not to keep shouting for them to hurry up or they'll think we're bossy haha.. yup. it feels.. ok to be back in sch actually lahh.. yah.. a lil excited. just a &lt;i&gt;wee&lt;/i&gt; bitty lah.. but yup. little excited for gdness knows wht reason? listened to jj's cd over n over agn today :)))) ok. mum's nagging to get off the com. RAHH! lolx.. okok i've gotta scoot yah? bye sweethearts. love lots! -huggggs tightly. x)) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-108842959690760504?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108842959690760504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108842959690760504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_06_27_archive.html#108842959690760504' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-108832656216042502</id><published>2004-06-27T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-29T21:36:50.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyy :))) the test wasn't as bad as i thot it'd b but yep :)) met enqin! lolx.. was rather surprised not to mention glad as well. :))) caught arnd the world in 80 days ystd.. :)) was ok lahh.. then i got &lt;font color="ff8a3c" font face="century gothic" font size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;lin jun jie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;'s latest album!!! oh gawd.. i tell u i'm super good at this haha :D all the songs in this album are gorgeous :)))) he's got a super voice? n i'm hoping to get &lt;font color="hotpink" font face="verdana"&gt;all&lt;/font&gt; his albums. -nods. i've missed the 1st. will probably get it some time :))) yep :)) tuiton was ok.. yah.. tho dern wasn't here.. well i felt qt smart during science.. haha.. but during maths i was drawing n drawing as usual whn dern's not arnd.. :D bad bad habit yeah? i sort of shut out evrythg when dern's not here n start doing wht i feel like doing.. yah.. but i did do the 2 qns lah.. rather surprised i cld do it :D haha.. draw draw draw.. qt fun lahh :)))) &lt;font color="hotpink" font face="century gothic" font size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;mr seetoh&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; -grins. was trying to make me draw the graphs, coaxing me tht it was still &lt;i&gt;drawing&lt;/i&gt; lolx.. oh wells.. yah.. :)))) i've a gd mind to draw smthg for him during tcher's day :)))) yep. oh! u noe was watching the luo shen mum recorded just now? n xuan xuan was pregnant tho she thot she wasn't? then she accidentally-purposely caused herself to have a "miscarriage" n really did! mum was so irritated at first tht xuan xuan was getting the attention frm evryone coz xuan2's a stupid seductive pung sai n we like fu-er? yup haha.. then xuanxuan got a miscarriage n fu-er's pregnant.. haha.. then mum was so elated she started luffing n praising the script writer?! n she asked for a high-5 frm me n she started clapping with her feet?! lolx.. i was so luffing.. haha.. crazy mum! -grins. oh great frigging darn. -pouts. sch starts tmr n i've not had enuff rest!!!! &lt;b&gt;AHHHHH&lt;/b&gt; i'm not abt to lk at csm's face agn lorh.. ROAR! -sighs. ohwells :)) laters.. :))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-108832656216042502?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108832656216042502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108832656216042502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_06_27_archive.html#108832656216042502' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-108797538688962933</id><published>2004-06-23T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-23T15:32:06.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lo! over at granmum's hse. will be gone real soon.. as in frm this place.. been dumps at home.. urgh.. as in nthg to do but hmwk &lt;u&gt;i'm not done with yet..&lt;/u&gt; not done not done.. urgh.. -sighs. i dun wna go back to sch. i've got nthg much to blog abt these days really.. nthg in life worth blogging abt.. it's boring :))) i just really hope tht &lt;font color="black" font face="tahoma"&gt;i'll get thru to next round in nj ip&lt;/font&gt; -nods. but i'm so not sure.. -sighs. great.. dunno if i shld have ssaid tht now.. AHH!! -sighs. tell me wht to say now..? rahh.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take me away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-108797538688962933?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108797538688962933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108797538688962933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_06_20_archive.html#108797538688962933' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-108782923167437228</id><published>2004-06-21T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-21T22:47:11.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>don't makle me kill anythg larger than a mosquito :D nighters sugarplums! love always! to the stars n bakc xD -hugggs all honey buns!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-108782923167437228?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108782923167437228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108782923167437228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_06_20_archive.html#108782923167437228' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-108782879922564186</id><published>2004-06-21T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-21T22:39:59.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just want to cry and i'm hating this stupid feeling!! i just want to cry n cry ncry. cryi till my eyes r dry n my nose runs away. cry till my limb fall off my body, my fingers fall off my hands n my toes off my feet. cry till my toes shrink into the bone, the bone into the marrow and the marrow into the ground. cry till my brain dries n shrivels up in my skull like my eyes n when my head lolls abt, because it's falling off my neck which is shrinking into my torso, there's this hollow thudding. my teeth will shrink back into my gums and my tongue down my throat, my heart shattered into even smaller pieces n my lungs go depleted of air, my stomach bursts and sends the acid spewing throughout my remaining body and my intestines tangle up. cry till my torso shrivels up n dries till my remaining skin goes wrinkly n hard n leathery as leather. my blood will clot and dry up as it trickles frm my neck where my crying head has rolled off. i will cry till there's nthg but my tear glands, still spurting tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-breathes in hard n pants. cool.. &lt;u&gt;URGH&lt;/u&gt; shove off dude. -smirks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-108782879922564186?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108782879922564186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108782879922564186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_06_20_archive.html#108782879922564186' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-108781775904038193</id><published>2004-06-21T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-21T19:35:59.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(((((: heh heh wht have i got to say? lemme think.. oh thnx dearie laine! tht was chao sweet of u :D!lala.. i'm starting on another cat alrd, yup. will get it up as soon as i'm done with it. still doing backgrnd. this one has more background tht is tedious to do -nods.well.. tuition was.. -shrugs ok. :))) well dern was here! :D she lightens evrythg for me, like deb n jesulyn :D but dern more. coz maths is a torture.. :))) lolx. coz last wk.. deb wasn't at science n dern wasn't at maths! i almost died! :| poor poor val! -grins. but ystd's tuitn.. -shrugs. ok lahh :D yah. oh! we made pizza! jacob n i only :)))) dad wanted :D so we celebrate dadddeeeeeee day :)) it was a &lt;b&gt;roaring&lt;/b&gt; success :D DID U GET THT INTO YOUR THICK HEAD YEOW YIZHI!AND I GOT A BLASTING A1/A2 FOR HOME EC OK!! xD lox.. glad i got tht off my chest &lt;u&gt;even if yeo yizhi can't read this&lt;/u&gt;. :D coz we were extractg DNA frm onions? so deb n jess n i were peeling onion skin n i chopped n deb pounded it in the mortar, jess was trying to tell us there was such thing as "art of peeling onions" but in the end she peeled ONE or two:)))) yup. n i was rubbishly chopping the onions n he said i must've failed my home ec :D so i told him i had a knife n he scooted.. yup.. maths.. torture.. ok not really. got dern :D oh wells.. dunno wht to say nemores :D might get back :)))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-108781775904038193?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108781775904038193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108781775904038193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_06_20_archive.html#108781775904038193' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-108746678691665958</id><published>2004-06-17T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T18:06:26.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyy :))))haven't come on in sorta a long time huh.. yup :)))well.. will be off to desaru this sunday.. yup..for A DAY. -shrugs.yup n i'm not done with my hmwk yet?? -nods.&lt;br /&gt;naughty me :D anw, i've added new albums to the linkages. just below links..as in frnds links.-nods.urgh.. i dun sound very.. logical.. but anw, yup.have a lk :))) qt prouda some really :D um.. oh :))) this cat? i painted it! :D my first acrylic piece.turned out qt nice  in fact x))))qt proudaf it :))))yup. so i redid my template lahh :))at least the scrolls r normal, yup. n i think i prefer this to the oldr one -nods.-sighs. the hols r coming to n end. tt's not a very happy thot.. -shrugs.when sch starts the work come piling.. not to mention the pile i'm not done with yet.2 or 3 chinese compos not done.. part of li2 jie3 not finished.. piece of el compre done..few maths qns..art reearch not done thoroughly yet.. no sketches either..aww mann.. screw the ending of hols!RAHH.:))))i mean PURR! x)))oh wells.. all gd things must come to n end.. so will this but i haven't had enuff rest!not like i'd evr.. i rmbr wanting to get back to sch during dec hols last yr.. i guess the zest for sch has been exhausted last yr. -shrugs. i rmbr lking forward to another day at sch last yr.. really.. seems weird now.. tho i've got this airconditioned classrm n evrythg? things just aren't the same. our classrm is like.. so cut off frm "the rest of the world" as in it seems to be tucked away in a corner. sandwiched between 2c n the toilet. as if a shameful sight. -shrugs n sighs. miss 1truth03!:) oh wells.. the fun we had.. haha.. evryday was so enjoyable. the class was so.. so much A class.. not CLIQUES.. or GRPS n stuff like tht.. -nods. we were united.. haha.. well i guess the twodiligence of today were onesmthgs before? so it takes time to gel n evrythg..n durg sec one girls frm outside sn pri were so ready to find a new frnd n belong somewhere tht evryone just had tht chemistry n evryone clicked well n evryone was tgt? -shrugs. at least it shld b tht way to me.. ok ok this is getting out ot pt :D not like i started out with any but yeah :))) shld be going now.. guilty for not finishing my hmwk.. urgh.. can't stand the thot of it :/ toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-108746678691665958?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108746678691665958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108746678691665958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_06_13_archive.html#108746678691665958' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-108687548628018012</id><published>2004-06-10T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-23T15:55:03.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woohoo!harry potter 3 was nice. really nice. REALLY nice. ok u get it.&lt;br /&gt;:D just caught it.. jie's treat! haha.. &lt;br /&gt;got 2 pairs of earrings :)) yes nat! MORE earrings! xD i luv earrings.. :)))) lols.. ok.. so nj shortlisted me for the ip thingy.. &lt;br /&gt;oh no.. i think i'll flunk the maths.. &lt;br /&gt;i'm &lt;em&gt;qt&lt;/em&gt; confident on the english part but.. &lt;br /&gt;*ahem* maths.. -sighs. i dunno lah.. stupid me just can't get the stuffs right. i think. &lt;br /&gt;-shrugs. &lt;b&gt;stupid&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet like 3/4 of those who applied were shortlisted lahh.. lols..&lt;br /&gt;rahhs.. but i'm rather happy to have been shortlisted -nods.&lt;br /&gt;really. so really thank God! n of course &lt;font color="ff8a3c" font face="tahoma" font size="16"&gt;uncle francis!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanx SO SO SO much? -nods. -beams.&lt;br /&gt;haha.. gat on 260604.&lt;br /&gt;day after band camp.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;of which i'm rather excited abt :D&lt;br /&gt;really cannot wait to kno who'll be band major n drum major of nxt yr :D&lt;br /&gt;n od y'jj hwu w iudy :))))&lt;br /&gt;haha.. yup.. tatas for now..   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-108687548628018012?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108687548628018012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108687548628018012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_06_06_archive.html#108687548628018012' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-108669468414455119</id><published>2004-06-08T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-08T20:02:17.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wahahas! pampered lil doggie's here to stay for 2 wks :D she's been gd. rather :)) she's a cute thing. but she has this.. thg abt her tht makes me wna bully her.. haha.. yup but i luv her all the same :)))) i luv all animals :D yay! animals r my source of joy.. ithink :))) yup tt's how much i like animals. konnyaku. yum!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-108669468414455119?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108669468414455119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108669468414455119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_06_06_archive.html#108669468414455119' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-108651001203264251</id><published>2004-06-06T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-06T16:20:12.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eeps! my blog template gone wrong! wahh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-108651001203264251?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108651001203264251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108651001203264251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_06_06_archive.html#108651001203264251' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-108643786194504034</id><published>2004-06-05T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-05T20:18:26.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh oh oh! and i didn't tel u abt st andrew's concert at the esplanade right? oh mann.. it was good. so good.. very good.. superb! haha.. well done guys! u were great -grins. and the solos were so super shuai and sart and damn zai only! haha..! was so super paralysed but the music and i thot i'd cry.. haha.. yah and some insensitive pigs just had to laugh when the clarinets or saxophones squeaked.. wht pigs.. y don't they try playing.. rahh.. haha ok chill dude.. :D was extraodinary! good job! haha.. yay.. well spent amnt of $$ coz it wasn't very expensive at all? yah.. and i wld not have minded to pay more n stuffs.. yah.. haha.. guest of honour was f j benjamin.. whoosh! haha. mahneigh haha.. pronouce tht. it's "money" pronounced the way joyce knows i pronounce "really" haha.. yup.. (((((: okies. do come to me if u want tix. oh. combine concert's on a friday, 11 june ((((: um.. n i did tht wild horses thing :D tell me it's nice pretty please with marshmallow hearts and vanilla icecream on top :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-108643786194504034?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108643786194504034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108643786194504034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_05_30_archive.html#108643786194504034' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462168.post-108643727503718662</id><published>2004-06-05T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-05T20:07:55.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey!! ((: tuition today.. was.. ok? yup (((: sort of lahh huh? lab experiment for science today.. poor pretty prawns! ahh! stupid boys -glares. they took a prawn n boiled it. yes, alive. and before tht some stupid ass grabbed a prawn, yanked its head off and threw it's body into the boiling water. grrrrrr.. argh.. okies ((((: enuffa tht. who wants to come to combine concert vch 7 smthg pm to 9.30 pm $10 per ticket, $$ goes charity? yup. come lk for me. i'll get u tix k? -nods. n u'll see sn girls in our "cute" *coughs n pukes* lil band u :D haha.. yups. get to me k? and also IHM funfair on 25th july(saturday)$$ raised for st stephen church building fund. buy coupons frm me too if u want ok?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-108643727503718662?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108643727503718662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108643727503718662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_05_30_archive.html#108643727503718662' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-108601399880103851</id><published>2004-05-31T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-31T22:33:18.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey! oh my gdness gracious i'm missing camp alrd!!! ahh.. it was a WONDERFUL FANTASTIC SUPERB BEAUTIFUL NEVER BEFORE &lt;b&gt;UNBELIEVABLE&lt;/b&gt; yeah lainey?? :D oh mann. it was such a beautiful time.. i dun think i evr experienced such a wonderful wonderful feeling of closeness to God and evrythg..n the grrrrreat :))) praise n worship sessions with matthew..daniel..angeline..clement..oh gawd.. i think i cld live with tht like forevr.. yeah.. and the superb songs we sang.. the praying over.. -sighs. now i think i cry evrytime i hear the song "the prodigal son" and the pretty pretty super beautiful song! "my best friend" is stuck in my head n i'm REALLY SUPERLY thankful for tht! :D oh yay! okies. here's how "my best friend" goes. ok lemme tell u first. the music by Zion was SUPER SUPER EXTRAORDINARILY GOOD so it just gets evryone into tht beautiful mood. there r drums, electric guitars, electric organ, pretty n super voices top go with tht gorgeous song.. okies. bringing to u, "my best friend"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;my&lt;b&gt;best&lt;/b&gt;friend&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 1&lt;br /&gt;Have you heard of the one called saviour?&lt;br /&gt;Have you heard of his perfect love?&lt;br /&gt;Have you heard of the one in Heaven?&lt;br /&gt;Have you heard how he gave his son?&lt;br /&gt;Well I have found this love &lt;br /&gt;and I believe in the son show me your way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 2&lt;br /&gt;I believe in the one called saviour&lt;br /&gt;I believe he's the risen one&lt;br /&gt;I believe that i'll live forever&lt;br /&gt;I believe that the king will come&lt;br /&gt;I have found this love &lt;br /&gt;and I believe in the son show me your way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Jesus you are my best friend &lt;br /&gt;and you will always be nothing will ever change that&lt;br /&gt;Jesus you are my best friend &lt;br /&gt;and you will always be nothing will ever change that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 2&lt;br /&gt;I believe in the one called saviour&lt;br /&gt;I believe he's the risen one&lt;br /&gt;I believe that i'll live forever&lt;br /&gt;I believe that the king will come&lt;br /&gt;Because I have found this love &lt;br /&gt;and I believe in the son show me your way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing will ever change that&lt;br /&gt;Nothing will ever change that&lt;br /&gt;Nothing will ever change that&lt;br /&gt;Nothing will ever change that &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cheers like mad* haha.. oh mann.. it was totally gorgeous.. n we were like jumping and singing at the part of "Jesus! u are my best friend! n u will always be! nothg will evr change tht!" yeah.. oooooooh.. :)))) :DDDDD awww.. missing evrythg so much.. missg calista..ian..angeline..matthew..daniel..andre..shaun PRAKASH haha..yeah.. and evryone in my grp. the BEST GRP -winks. yay! go peace! well done darhlings! yup. haha.. best girl n boy camper frm my grp! me n alexander haha.. yay! well done sweethearts! lalalalala.. okies i'm sort of super mad.. :D -sighs. missing camp SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO much.. aww -sighs. I WANT WWJD CAMP!!! okies.. so um the 2nd night.. we had this session.. praying over and praise n worship.. n i was crying like.. like super siao..like my nose turned into a hose n my eyes into running taps..yah.. she spoke in tongue yah.. 3rd person i've heard speaking in tongue so far. yeah.. andre was smiling the whole time he was praying over the person. i saw before i went up for my turn.. of coz not while i was being prayed over lahh. i was crying too much.. but i dun mean to say andre's not serious. coz he's really really .. how do i put it? into God? haha.. smthg like tht lahh huh -nods. mm.. oh i didn't get to ask the name of the person who prayed over me.. she gave me this real comfortg hug after the praying over.. i was really.. comforted.. yeah..games were superb too haha.. yah *claps for all organisers and facils n evryone* okies. here's "prodigal son"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;prodigal son&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father I have sinned, &lt;br /&gt;Help me find my way, &lt;br /&gt;Remember not my sin, &lt;br /&gt;Just let me hear you say: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS &lt;br /&gt;I forgive you, I love you, &lt;br /&gt;Your are mine, Take my hand, &lt;br /&gt;Go in peace, Sin no more, &lt;br /&gt;Beloved one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father I have turned, &lt;br /&gt;My back to those in need, &lt;br /&gt;Thought only of myself, &lt;br /&gt;A victim of my greed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father I have turned, &lt;br /&gt;My back and walked away, &lt;br /&gt;Thought only of myself, &lt;br /&gt;And lived life my own way &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup.. i cried like mad when we sang this part:&lt;br /&gt;"Father I have sinned, &lt;br /&gt;Help me find my way, &lt;br /&gt;Remember not my sin, &lt;br /&gt;Just let me hear you say: &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I forgive you, I love you, &lt;br /&gt;Your are mine, Take my hand, &lt;br /&gt;Go in peace, Sin no more, &lt;br /&gt;Beloved one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just felt so much.. so much.. it was like when they started the praise n worship part.. it wasn't fast music.. very solemn.. peaceful.. then angeline and daniel spoke.. daniel was saying like.. close ur eyes.. think abt the happy times.. when God was with us.. when we were sad.. how God was hodling our hand.. comforting us n evrythg..angeline was saying.. how this man was born.. for the purpose of dying to redeem us.. so tht we, sinners, may have eternal life.. and evrytime we sin we r nailing Jesus harder to the cross..n i started crying n crying.. yah.. then when father Brian came in with the holy eucharist i cried even more.. sing prodigal son EVEN more.. praying over like insane.. hug elaine.. comfort.. cry not so much.. then we sang "my best friend"! we were like stop crying.. tears cried dry, happy now coz we know Jesus is our best friend always n no matter wht, yah.. n we were jumping n jumping n jumping n jumping.. i was feeling so at peace.. so happy like nvr before.. nthg like this before.. like i know i am fine.. tht God will forgive me, tht he is by my side always and i dun have to feel lonely, tht He is the only who can mend the broken me for we r not perfect n evrythg.. yeah. the talks we had was SUPERB! -claps! we had very good speakers.. Aunty Debra.. Uncle Peter.. Aunty Grace.. Aunty Dolly.. yah.. can't rmbr alrd.. but they were all very inspiring and evrythg. i've learnt a lot and gained a lot. it is true like uncle peter said, those of u who didn't come, u seriously honestly don't know wht u're missing out on. like i said, i cld do all these for the rest of my life. really. yah.. so it was qt sad n unfortunate tht u cldn't come? yup.. ohwells.. i SO want another camp like this..hoping tht it wld be longer n evrythg.. hey guys, all the organisers, u were grrrreat. very very good.. i love u all for all tht.. i was very very nice.. unforgettable. u noe if i forgot evrythg in the world, i wld pray not to forget God n the camp. even forgetting my fam members wldn't matter. i want the camp etched in my mind like a warm glowing fire. yeps.. okay.. this is getting longer. i've got so much to say.. but i can't write all of them out coz i've got so many feelgs but i've gtg now.. well, all i can say is love God, know God, believe in God, trust in God always, no matter wht, if God says cut the rope u r hanging on to because u r at the edge of a mountain n there's darkness all arnd u..n u call out to God for help, cut it. u nvr noe, u might be ten feet frm the ground. if u insist on holding on, u'll freeze to death. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-108601399880103851?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108601399880103851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108601399880103851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_05_30_archive.html#108601399880103851' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-108567019681846263</id><published>2004-05-27T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T23:03:16.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh wells.. no one's blogged. well no one i've read so far.. camp's day after tmr.. not tht excited anymores. oh no. NO. it's not is it? tell me it's not!! ok i dun care if u dun udstd wht i'm saying :)) lalalas! but yeah.. not excited :| tt's not a gd sign. didn't see ___ either today. oh mann! hope i see ___ tmr.. it's the last day of sch tht i go to sch early n well very probably for ___ too. -nods. haha. :))) oh wells.. i guess camp's not gna very bad at all lahh yah? :)))) -sighs. feel like i'm feelg evrythg but i think i dun feel a thg. ok i dun make sense.. well, think wild horses! so sorry then.. oh. i saw this stupid girl's blog n she's FREAKING NARCISSISTIC. -shakes head piteously. well hello her blog is filled with her pics? and her imagestation filled with pics of her. watashiwa hakitaedes! ok, wait. dunno how to spell :))) ohwells.. :|| throat feels tight. no wait windpipe feels tight? urgh whtevr it is.. will go off. now.. oh. if u want to take a lk at tht idiotic person's blog this is her add: [http://xiaxue.blogspot.com] can't rmb if it has "www" in front. -nods. yeppers. oh. tht big pic of a girl is HER. -nods. eeeew :))) can't stand narcissistic pple! gotta scoot then.. :) take care sweeties n i luv u always n forevr no matter wht i say -hugs tight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-108567019681846263?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108567019681846263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108567019681846263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_05_23_archive.html#108567019681846263' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-108558063147117390</id><published>2004-05-26T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T22:10:31.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heaven's missing an angel - 98 degrees &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope the man upstairs isn't mad at me&lt;br /&gt;cos i have one of his angels&lt;br /&gt;&amp; she's here with me&lt;br /&gt;each time i see her precious smile&lt;br /&gt;&amp; she when she spreads her wings&lt;br /&gt;it takes me to a place where love meets eternity&lt;br /&gt;i'm not letting go&lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna be alone in this crazy world&lt;br /&gt;oh lord, i love her so&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i'll sacrifice it all to have her in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found my girl, i'll tell the world&lt;br /&gt;that heaven is missing an angel&lt;br /&gt;my dreams came true when i found you&lt;br /&gt;yes, heaven's missing an angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not a day goes by that&lt;br /&gt;i don't thank God for you&lt;br /&gt;He blessed me with my angel&lt;br /&gt;though i don't deserve you&lt;br /&gt;before i met you girl&lt;br /&gt;loneliness was my bestfriend&lt;br /&gt;now that you're in my life&lt;br /&gt;i am stronger within&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait to kiss my angel late at night&lt;br /&gt;&amp; watch her go to sleep until i rise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found my girl, i'll tell the world&lt;br /&gt;that heaven is missing an angel&lt;br /&gt;my dreams came true when i found you&lt;br /&gt;yes, heaven's missing an angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all that i do is for you&lt;br /&gt;me without you girl, just won't do&lt;br /&gt;your love's all i wanna know&lt;br /&gt;angel, don't you ever go&lt;br /&gt;life won't be the same without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found my girl, i'll tell the world&lt;br /&gt;that heaven is missing an angel&lt;br /&gt;my dreams came true when i found you&lt;br /&gt;yes, heaven's missing an angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found my girl, i don't know&lt;br /&gt;i'll tell the world, i love her so&lt;br /&gt;that heaven is missing an angel&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to be alone in this crazy world&lt;br /&gt;my dreams came true, i don't know&lt;br /&gt;when i found you, i'm not letting go&lt;br /&gt;yes, heaven is missing an angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll sacrifice everything&lt;br /&gt;don't take her away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-108558063147117390?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108558063147117390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108558063147117390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_05_23_archive.html#108558063147117390' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-108557675575926960</id><published>2004-05-26T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T21:06:17.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>journey to the past - anastasia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart don't fail me now &lt;br /&gt;Courage don't desert me &lt;br /&gt;Don't turn back now that we're here &lt;br /&gt;People always say &lt;br /&gt;Life is full of choices &lt;br /&gt;No one ever mentions fear &lt;br /&gt;Or how the world can seem so vast &lt;br /&gt;On this journey to the past &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere down this road &lt;br /&gt;I know someone's waiting &lt;br /&gt;Years of dreams just can't be wrong &lt;br /&gt;Arms will open wide &lt;br /&gt;I'll be safe and wanted &lt;br /&gt;Finally home where I belong &lt;br /&gt;Well starting now I’m learning fast &lt;br /&gt;On this journey to the past &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home, love, family &lt;br /&gt;There was once a time &lt;br /&gt;I must've had them too &lt;br /&gt;Home, love, family &lt;br /&gt;I will never be complete until I find you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One step at a time &lt;br /&gt;One hope then another &lt;br /&gt;Who knows where this road may go? &lt;br /&gt;Back to who I was &lt;br /&gt;On to find my future &lt;br /&gt;Things my heart still needs to know &lt;br /&gt;Yes, let this be a sign &lt;br /&gt;Let this road be mine &lt;br /&gt;Let it lead me to my past &lt;br /&gt;And bring me home &lt;br /&gt;At Last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. yes.. in love with another song.. -sighs. very pretty! glad bluff me.. say windows media player dont have.. then i didn't check until today! haha.. had another dream last night.. rather.. icksome -shudders((: but still ok nonetheless. ((: been having nice dreams. does it mean tht my birthday wish wont come true this yr?! aww.. ((: haha.. hope not.. (((: oh mann didn't see ___ today.. HAHA -grins sheepishly. FINE :D oh wells.. better luck tmr? haha.. stop it stupid girl.. oh well.. bring me home.. at last! yay.. wild horses shall take u home at last in swift graceful gallops..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-108557675575926960?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108557675575926960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108557675575926960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_05_23_archive.html#108557675575926960' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-108549106456546549</id><published>2004-05-25T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T21:17:52.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyy.. :)) lil high today.. :D haha.. gawd.. been acting strange :)) rather.. no not really..just..just today :)) n i just MIGHT tell u.. haha.. ok i will -squints n luffs. ok ok.. well.. dreamt of ______ then was qt happy n evrythg abt it lahh.. yah thn in the morng saw ___ haha.. yah lah.. tht's abt it -nods.. thn.. yah.. tt's all lah.. stupid to u.. not tht stupid to me.. haha.. just wna envelop ___ in a hug. -stares n gapes. ohgawd wht's happened to val?! hello? haha. oh. valin's in hospital. get well soon dearie :)) tong's waitg for u tho i dun approve of tht really.. :) ok. yup.. been strange.. haha.. _______'s acting lahh.. sorry cann :))) -grins. dun u think "wild horses" sound nice? i dunno.. just feel like.. when i think of wild horses.. it's this herd of pretty stallions and mares.. galloping..just galloping freely on this.. wide open terrain.. green pastures.. whtevr.. the wild horses are unbridled.. they go wherever the wish.. when they wish.. yeah.. oh gosh it's just so pretty.. picture tht in ur mind.. i'm doing tht now.. :))) -sighs. it's so pretty.. they bursting forward with such speed.. yet with such unbelievable grace.. then their manes are blown backwards in the direction of the wind.. their beautiful tails lashing behind them.. powerful muscles propel the pretty PRETTY things forward to wherever their heart says.. man.. i want to be one of them.. yeah.. but well.. gotta leave day dreamg till another day lahh yeah.. -nods. gotta scoot alrd.. yeah early but -shrugs. mm hm.. go where ur heart wishes sweetums! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-108549106456546549?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108549106456546549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108549106456546549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_05_23_archive.html#108549106456546549' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-108504928616384105</id><published>2004-05-20T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-20T18:34:46.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;scarborough fair&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you going to Scarborough Fair:&lt;br /&gt;Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme.&lt;br /&gt;Remember me to one who lives there.&lt;br /&gt;She once was a true love of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the side of a hill in the deep forest green.&lt;br /&gt;Tracing of sparrow on snow-crested brown.&lt;br /&gt;Blankets and bedclothes the child of the mountain&lt;br /&gt;Sleeps unaware of the clarion call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell her to make me a cambric shirt:&lt;br /&gt;Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme;&lt;br /&gt;Without no seams nor needle work,&lt;br /&gt;Then she'll be a true love of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the side of a hill a sprinkling of leaves.&lt;br /&gt;Washes the grave with silvery tears.&lt;br /&gt;A soldier cleans and polishes a gun.&lt;br /&gt;Sleeps unaware of the clarion call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell her to find me an acre of land:&lt;br /&gt;Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme;&lt;br /&gt;Between the salt water and the sea strand,&lt;br /&gt;Then she'll be a true love of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;War bellows blazing in scarlet battalions.&lt;br /&gt;Generals order their soldiers to kill.&lt;br /&gt;And to fight for a cause they've long ago forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather:&lt;br /&gt;Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme;&lt;br /&gt;And gather it all in a bunch of heather,&lt;br /&gt;Then she'll be a true love of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you going to Scarborough Fair:&lt;br /&gt;Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme.&lt;br /&gt;Remember me to one who lives there.&lt;br /&gt;She once was a true love of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-108504928616384105?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108504928616384105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108504928616384105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_05_16_archive.html#108504928616384105' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-108504905124030076</id><published>2004-05-20T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-20T18:30:51.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey.. been a lil freaked out these days.. yep not much to elaborate.. nthg to say.. yup oh. nvm tht.. not imptt..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-108504905124030076?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108504905124030076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108504905124030076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_05_16_archive.html#108504905124030076' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-108504903103312862</id><published>2004-05-20T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-20T18:30:31.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey.. been a lil freaked out these days.. yep not much to elaborate.. nthg to say.. yup oh. nvm tht.. not imptt..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-108504903103312862?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108504903103312862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108504903103312862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_05_16_archive.html#108504903103312862' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-108488732521477162</id><published>2004-05-18T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-18T21:35:25.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey.. ((: been gone for a long time..&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;i'm in love with paul simon + art garfunkel's scarborough fair!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; oh gawd haha.. really really in love.. -sighs. can't stand it.. listening to it over n over agn.. oh mann.. i think i've found a song tt i actually like better than ni ting de dao by jay?! ok i think abt the same lahh.. oh mann.. love scarborough fair &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;SO SO SO SO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; much.. hahas.. oh. n cheryl said i was radiating sex appeal. O.o -rolls eyes. cheryl u're impossibly mad cann?! and lingshit had to come all the way to me, tap my shoulder to tell me tht cheryl wanted to tell me &lt;em&gt;tht&lt;/em&gt; when she alrd did. rahh! haha.. psychotic 2.. (((: lols.. can't think of stuff to say.. not much nemores.. ohwells! tatas for now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-108488732521477162?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108488732521477162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108488732521477162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_05_16_archive.html#108488732521477162' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-108401675925022674</id><published>2004-05-08T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-08T19:59:54.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyy.. not been blogging a long while huh.. been coming online but nvr did blog. oh yah. no mid yrs..the best thing yet..haha.. sports day was really fun and really long ago.. haha.. scorching hot.. -nods. in full band u.. yup haha.. camp's coming.. rather excited.. elaine obviously doesn't seem too keen abt it.. haha.. gladd! u've made me addicted to summer nights! ooooh! do i like that song now.. lols.. over at granmum's hse now.. yup.. feel like..i've been..not speaking to a specific few pple.. yah.. i dunno how it became like tht? so close at first and now it's like.. strangers? like we've nvr met before so there ain't a need to speak? -sighs. not tht i really wna speak.. but.. it feels weird.-nods. seriously weird? -nods. aiyah wdevr lahh huh.. urgh.. :| oh. i did a nice pic on photoshop haha.. will put it up here to replace the girl holding the star -nods. when i get home lahh coz the pic's in my home's com.. duh?! ok whtevr.. been acting strange i think haha.. tuition was fun.. haha.. chris u're one weird thing.. no yizhi to crap with him today haha.. oh then this guy sitting beside chris was like "u wear ur pants so low!" then chris was like desperately trying to make him change the topic and the idiot just kept talking abt his low pants.. so hilarious lols.. yah.. then chris was like "how you know?!" then the guy said "can see" then chris lk rather exasperated..then he tried to pull tht guy's pants down and the guy said "cannot pull down!" and the whole class was luffing.. one cute guy haha.. no silly benjamin so now there's chris n yizhi to keep me awake and alive during tuition.. lols.. then coz chris is a lefty lahh then when the tcher asked him to go up to the board to a qn then he said "if the words smudge not my fault ah coz i right must like tht *presses palm on board*" then the tcher asked him to write from the rhs to the left so it was a lil weird.. so instead of say 5x he had to write x5.. ok this is getting insane. in case u're think i've got smthg for him i do not.. it's just tht i have almost zilch to blog abt so this -nods. yup..laters..  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-108401675925022674?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108401675925022674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108401675925022674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_05_02_archive.html#108401675925022674' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-108255485634304293</id><published>2004-04-21T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-21T21:45:02.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh gawd.. i just did sth terribly terrible..such an effing thing.. oh gawd i can't believe i did it.. i will nvr use tt word agn.. even if it'd save my life.. coz it just torn a part of my heart away with it.. ok i'm exaggerating.. but yeah u get the idea. remind me nvr to say fuck agn.. -sobs. now i'll have to wait till like dunno whn before i can speak to ______ agn :| -sobs. oh wells.. oh. if anyone is interested in a choir concert by MJC on the 19th May (wednesday) at VCH kindly inform me pleasie weasie k? support is grtly appreciated by.. well it's just appreciated k? pls pls pls do inform me if u're interested. thanks loads.. hopefully gd turn up will be my atonement.. but "somebody ripped my heart out! and leave me here to bleed.." *imitates avril* ok i ripped my own heart out.. so i'm bleeding.. ok. WHTEVR?? -rolls eyes. it's this attitude. i hate this attitude. i half wish my eyeballs wld just stay stuck up there.. yes stuck up there forevr. ARGHHHH!!!!!!!!!! shit. i can't use the word bluddy either. it was part of tt fateful sentence. -sobs. urgh! i wish i cld turn back time but noe tt i cannot say tt friggin sentence!!! shit. -sighs. i wna turn back time lahh.. but i noe i can't y not? coz i just can't. ______ says my brains r fried coz i haven't got a _________ but it ain't true. it wldn't make a hell of difference. in fact it wont make a teeny difference. -glares. my brains ain't fried. i just..ponder a lot over seemingly trivial things to u pple out there but mysteriously deep stuff to me i just can't figure out. so my brains ain't fried.. ROAR!! n will ______ kindly get over the fact tt i ____ __ ____ ___?! it's __ ____ _____. rarr! gtg mum nags. bye.. -cries&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-108255485634304293?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108255485634304293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108255485634304293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_04_18_archive.html#108255485634304293' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-108253953245857341</id><published>2004-04-21T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-21T17:29:38.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey..finally back after so long..well i cldn't use com.. oh wells.. nth to say..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-108253953245857341?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108253953245857341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108253953245857341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_04_18_archive.html#108253953245857341' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-108167010899826586</id><published>2004-04-11T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-11T16:50:47.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyy ((: well.. it has been a really..eventful week :D if i may say so.. u noe coz i fasted on friday..yah..so tt mts to more than 24 hrs :D mad maybe but i seriously DID NOT feel hungry till like i was abt to go to slp.. :|&lt;br /&gt;well the nxt day i woke up with this really sick feeling? mm hm n i really really felt like puking. but i told myself "no u can't puke?! u've got nth to puke.." haha..so i didn't. i washed up n went outside. mum asked wht i wanted for breakfast n i told her i felt like puking. she said she'd make a cup of milo for me as i cld not take solid food just yet, seeing tt i had not eaten anyth the day before. so closed the kitchen door n joanne came in. she started telling me sth abt jack neo having a new baby.. i didn't answer. then suddenly i felt like my ears were blocked n i cldn't see qt so well.. yep. um.. oh so i asked joanne to call my mum..she came ard n my vision became like.. u noe whn a sudden bright flash of light gets into ur eye n there's this irritating bright spot? yep. it was like this except the spots are patches n they're evrywhere, not just one part or one spot. -nods. the rest of the parts tt weren't blocked by tt bright spot is blurry.. like how u wld see if u lked thru a piece of translucent plastic? yeah. felt..cold n my hands were clammy.. had my head rested against mum's side..she kept wiping my face.. apparently i was perspiring qt profusely.. joanne n my mum told me i was really pale.. ahahs.. said i turned green or sth.. ahahs.. then i had this sick feeling in my stomach. someone came over with this cup of warm milo with a straw.. then i heard dad's voice n realised it was him.. yah..mum sounded qt worried.. i was just irritated by not being able to see clearly.. kept rolling my eyes trying to see clearly. joanne said i lked freaky doing tt.. lols.. yup. mum rang up my uncle who was on holiday in malaysia. he said my glucose level was too low so dad went downstairs to buy glucose for me to drink. weak as i may have seemed, i was alert.. yep kept asking qns. the feeling was the &lt;u&gt;pits&lt;/u&gt; nonetheless.. meanwhile joanne n my mum helped me to my mum's bed. they propped me up. spongebob was on..haha.. but it was the 2nd story n abt to end. wasn't nice to watch.. so dad came back with the glucose. n instead of boring old sweet glucose he got a blackcurrant flavoured one! haha.. ok anw, i drank it warm..tasted like.. ribena only, perhaps, nicer? -nods. i slept for a while.. then a woke to get ready for tuition n for this easter egg painting competition my elder sis wanted me in coz she wanted the top prize a canon printer.. anw so i entered n i proudly announce i won first prize :D ok enuff of tt.. so i  went off for tuition. was a lil late but ok anw..um..felt smart during science :D but dun tok to me abt simultaneous equatn. hate it. ok so um..yeah off to the hotel after tt.. it's really small! bahh.. mucked ard a bit n went off for dinner when sweets called.. oh gawd.. joanne was like," uh can i call u back later?" *puts phone back into pouch* "this caroline! crazy one!" *stares at me so obviously tt i knew who it was* yah..ahahs..haha.. yeps..i'll start another entry on dreams :D else it'll get too long..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-108167010899826586?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108167010899826586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108167010899826586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_04_11_archive.html#108167010899826586' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-108126099390329339</id><published>2004-04-06T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-06T22:20:19.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i shall blog abt dreams in my very nxt entry ((((:&lt;br /&gt;someone remind me :D&lt;br /&gt;luv all lots n lots n much much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-108126099390329339?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108126099390329339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108126099390329339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_04_04_archive.html#108126099390329339' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-108125820681103876</id><published>2004-04-06T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-06T21:33:52.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh n i'll be hunting for tt song.. -nods&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-108125820681103876?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108125820681103876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108125820681103876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_04_04_archive.html#108125820681103876' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-108125818345948714</id><published>2004-04-06T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-06T21:33:28.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>look um..&lt;br /&gt;risking this so gotta move fast. &lt;br /&gt;loads to say i think..ahahs..&lt;br /&gt;yah but..&lt;br /&gt;all i have time to say is&lt;br /&gt;LOVE U ALL DEARS!&lt;br /&gt;n SPORTS' DAY IS COMING!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-108125818345948714?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108125818345948714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108125818345948714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_04_04_archive.html#108125818345948714' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-108125809155366347</id><published>2004-04-06T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-06T21:31:56.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kindly do not link me pls dears!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-108125809155366347?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108125809155366347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108125809155366347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_04_04_archive.html#108125809155366347' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-108099053283704995</id><published>2004-04-03T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T19:13:31.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh oh oh!&lt;br /&gt;joanne sleep walked 2 days ago!&lt;br /&gt;ahahs!&lt;br /&gt;um well i was doing my sketching rmb?&lt;br /&gt;i did till qt late..yah so whn i went into the rm she was alr asleep.&lt;br /&gt;so i took off my lenses at the war ground n went to my bed.&lt;br /&gt;not too long after, joannes was saying sth qt impossible to udstd..yah&lt;br /&gt;thn she said "da bian"&lt;br /&gt;i heard her push her quilts aside n walk off to the toilet. heard her ope n the toilet door n sit on the toilet bowl.&lt;br /&gt;however she did not switch on the light like she usually wld.. yah&lt;br /&gt;then there wasn't any sound.. as in u noe.. -waggles eyebrows. oh gawd..lols.. yah anw,&lt;br /&gt;she came out n closed the door after her.. n walked back to her bed..&lt;br /&gt;then she lay down n made clucking noises with her tongue.&lt;br /&gt;whn i asked her abt it during dinner the nxt day she was screaming n shouting tt she didn't!&lt;br /&gt;u have to noe she's terribly afraid of ghosts n supernatural things n wht nots..lols..&lt;br /&gt;yah..amusing! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-108099053283704995?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108099053283704995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108099053283704995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_03_28_archive.html#108099053283704995' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-108098980788198325</id><published>2004-04-03T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T19:05:36.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay! ok now i can FINALLY blog.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;ok first i'll start with april fools' day :D&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;ok well karmoon n valin wanted to give sanitary napkins with the words "i believe i can fly" written on them WITH MY CLEAN COLOURS. -glares at karmoon n valin. &lt;br /&gt;haha :D but i did allow them to &lt;br /&gt;anw, it not onli backfired, karmoon got a wet one in her face lols&lt;br /&gt;ok well it went like this.&lt;br /&gt;kitty found one stuck on her chair [i think]&lt;br /&gt;n brot it to me. [i was in class? valin n karmoon were out having recess]&lt;br /&gt;oh my gawd!! let the top wait!!&lt;br /&gt;i've just tasted abt the best tasting cheese cake on earth!&lt;br /&gt;ah!! ahahs..my sis baked it. yummy. -nods&lt;br /&gt;i've placed orders for my bday nxt yr :D&lt;br /&gt;haha.. ok back to wht i was saying.&lt;br /&gt;yah so kitty brot the thing to me n i told her where the other 2 were. -nods&lt;br /&gt;we took one n stuffed it into karmoon's file n stuck another in valin's towel :D&lt;br /&gt;oh. n i forgot to mention. i sit beside valin n karmoon so i knew wht they were gg to do n where they put it.&lt;br /&gt;karmoon n valin found out n stuck it onto other pple.&lt;br /&gt;tong was attacked n the smart girl took the thing, wet it n shoved it in karmoon's face!&lt;br /&gt;i was at my seat chortling away :D&lt;br /&gt;karmoon grabbed it n dunked it down tong's back.. :|&lt;br /&gt;ahahs..n valin didn't notice the one in her towel until i told her..lols..&lt;br /&gt;oh. n moy was n asshole &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;AGN&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAHH&lt;br /&gt;:|&lt;br /&gt;stupid woman.&lt;br /&gt;shan't tok abt her -glares at moy's ugly "face" or whteva u call tht piece of thing on her head. as in the part w/o the long strands of black string she calls "tou2-fa".&lt;br /&gt;yes i dislike her THAT much :|&lt;br /&gt;oh wells :D&lt;br /&gt;i shall be happy n not let sth so horribly insignificant ruin this -grins&lt;br /&gt;cat class tmr :)&lt;br /&gt;palm sunday.&lt;br /&gt;hope lainey brings my [hugsNkisses] .. *hopeful*&lt;br /&gt;haha.. :))&lt;br /&gt;sweets! come online! &lt;br /&gt;oh wells..&lt;br /&gt;laters! i hope.. ahahs..&lt;br /&gt;oh. will be gg to neh's tmr -nods..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-108098980788198325?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108098980788198325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108098980788198325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_03_28_archive.html#108098980788198325' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-108098612544891284</id><published>2004-04-03T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T17:59:05.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rahhs :))&lt;br /&gt;haha..yiwei stop dao-ing me alrd :D&lt;br /&gt;ok loads to blog abt &lt;u&gt;as usual&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but will onli be able to..some time later. -nods.&lt;br /&gt;mmhm&lt;br /&gt;so um..will stop here.&lt;br /&gt;stupid spasticated joanne is throwing tantrums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;URGH&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-108098612544891284?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108098612544891284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108098612544891284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_03_28_archive.html#108098612544891284' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-108091163256189815</id><published>2004-04-02T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-02T21:17:32.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rahh! i actually have loads to blog abt?&lt;br /&gt;howevr mum has said no doing any other thing other than the stupid thing i switched the com on for &lt;br /&gt;RAHH!&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.. luv all lots n lots!!&lt;br /&gt;-hugs all dears one by one&lt;br /&gt;mwaa`! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-108091163256189815?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108091163256189815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108091163256189815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_03_28_archive.html#108091163256189815' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-108082459387063772</id><published>2004-04-01T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-01T21:10:18.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yiwei dao me!&lt;br /&gt;i think coz of tt msg i left on her class blackboard.. -hides.&lt;br /&gt;ahahs.. -nods&lt;br /&gt;um.. oh.u noe our school vision?&lt;br /&gt;"nurturing leaders of tomorrw"&lt;br /&gt;n well somehow or other, [i seriously dun mean to go against the sch or anyth like tt.. or to tarnish the sch's image] teachers alwaes reprimand us for not holding ourself like a leader n always telling "u're supp to be the leaders of tmr like our sch vision says!"&lt;br /&gt;n evrytime they say tt, i wld think "but they're supp to "nurture" us into leaders. right?&lt;br /&gt;n u noe evrytime someone says sth like [my parents ALWAYS do] say for example "don't go swimming there w/o adults, pple have drowned from it" or say "don't go chatting! pple get cheated!" i'd think "if u thot the same for evryth say "dun cross roads! pple have been knocked over by cars!" or "dun walk! pple fall, knock their heads on the ground n die!"&lt;br /&gt;-shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know.. but i guess.. haha.. i don't know..&lt;br /&gt;this is just how i feel.. :|&lt;br /&gt;throat so itchy now! RAHH!!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;i really can't wait for sports' day!! :D&lt;br /&gt;but.. i'd be in full band u..&lt;br /&gt;have i said?&lt;br /&gt;if i did i'm sorry yah.. :)&lt;br /&gt;oh wells..&lt;br /&gt;i've gtg off to sketch out sth for this competition..rahh!&lt;br /&gt;bye..luv yer all..regretful for not being able to say more.. another day perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;rahh!&lt;br /&gt;-stands on tippy toes n hugs all dears plus smooches for certain darlingggs :D.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-108082459387063772?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108082459387063772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108082459387063772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_03_28_archive.html#108082459387063772' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-108081961121417929</id><published>2004-04-01T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-01T19:43:49.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rahh!&lt;br /&gt;oh wells!&lt;br /&gt;loads ta blog abt..&lt;br /&gt;um..be back soon i hope..&lt;br /&gt;n SWEETS! GO UPDATE!! i think..&lt;br /&gt;laters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-108081961121417929?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108081961121417929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108081961121417929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_03_28_archive.html#108081961121417929' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-108073442542851030</id><published>2004-03-31T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-31T20:04:02.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rahh!&lt;br /&gt;it's just a slight lil throat infection :)&lt;br /&gt;dun like it.. rahh :))&lt;br /&gt;ooooh&lt;br /&gt;tell me dearies a joke next time :)))))&lt;br /&gt;*roars with luffter*&lt;br /&gt;lols lols lols lols&lt;br /&gt;haha.. oh gawd..&lt;br /&gt;yes neh u told it :DD&lt;br /&gt;white gorrilla!&lt;br /&gt;wahahahahas&lt;br /&gt;ok anw um wht did i wna say?&lt;br /&gt;rahhs! now i've forgotten..&lt;br /&gt;oh yah!&lt;br /&gt;i found a quarreling partner on msn! :D&lt;br /&gt;ling shit [lingyan]&lt;br /&gt;but i dun like it :|&lt;br /&gt;she makes me genuinely pissed?!&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;be back.&lt;br /&gt;i hope.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-108073442542851030?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108073442542851030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108073442542851030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_03_28_archive.html#108073442542851030' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-108065131950611520</id><published>2004-03-30T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-30T20:58:54.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rahh!&lt;br /&gt;it started as a sore throat during n after recess&lt;br /&gt;thn it became sore throat + runny nose during band :|&lt;br /&gt;now it's runny nose alone..&lt;br /&gt;but it still sux..&lt;br /&gt;screw my nose!&lt;br /&gt;RAHH!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.. :)))&lt;br /&gt;can't tok..bye :)&lt;br /&gt;g'night n sweet dreams to all in advance!&lt;br /&gt;-hugs all one by one&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462168-108065131950611520?l=heavenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108065131950611520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462168/posts/default/108065131950611520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenn.blogspot.com/2004_03_28_archive.html#108065131950611520' title=''/><author><name>valerie sera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10696445470711871615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6462168.post-108055935015311117</id><published>2004-03-29T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-29T19:27:57.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>before u critisize someone, walk a mile in their shoes. that way, when u critisize them, u're a mile away n u have their shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)))))))&lt;br /&gt;frm nat ong's nick :D&lt;br /&gt;can't tok..gtg..luv alluv yer!!&lt;br /&gt;lingshit, u piss me off!! 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