<?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-13160647</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:44:22.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hush!! keep them well (:</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>197</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-6245596583848252473</id><published>2007-07-02T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T11:53:30.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HELLO EARTHLINGS~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in case u have no idea, i changed the url and u may wanna stop coming here.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;presenting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lilwhisperer.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://lilwhisperer.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-6245596583848252473?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/6245596583848252473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=6245596583848252473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/6245596583848252473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/6245596583848252473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2007/07/hello-earthlings-in-case-u-have-no-idea.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-7092173567476329819</id><published>2007-04-05T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T23:09:26.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tu3GHf_sXDg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tu3GHf_sXDg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;罗志祥- 自恋&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RLA6OVVREQk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RLA6OVVREQk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;罗志祥 -国王游戏&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/J21S0JCl5C8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/J21S0JCl5C8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;罗志祥-爱转角&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! more of 罗志祥! enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;countdown to syf in 12 days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-7092173567476329819?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/7092173567476329819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=7092173567476329819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/7092173567476329819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/7092173567476329819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2007/04/yay-more-of-enjoy-countdown-to-syf-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-1694169363876282405</id><published>2007-04-03T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T20:26:42.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i want to rant and rant and rant! RAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since friends have been reminding me that i haven't been blogging, now i will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine you know something for 2 years then suddenly someone tells you it aint true. and esp. when that something is regarding your dear ou xiang(idol).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wont state name, school, or tell you that he has a freaking good voice. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from what i know now, he is my age and a good 99% chance of being younger then me! when i always know him as older and an alumni. then today my instructor slapped me with the truth telling me he is sec 4 and taken. haha like the taken part's my business. whats bothering me is him being an sec 4. why they bluff people?! from the start dont say he alumni choir can? for 2 frigging years and concerts you label him the alumni! now i know nothing about him except for which school he's from. yes not even his name. i want to say the F word for like a million times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay you might have totally no idea what im talking about but nevermind. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking bout choir, fyi, syf is in 14 days which is a tuesday on the 17th and we're gonna have another full dress next tuesday both in the morning. you know what it means? well... it means no school for 2 days! wee~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a short practise with miss yee today and she played the recording of us at SGSS last friday. after that she asked who we think is our greatest competitor. all agreed on HIHS and SGSS. the thing is, HIHS thinks we are theirs as well. i dont know if they meant the sarcastic way or they really mean it lah, they love sarcasm one... ahem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, there will be 7 judges. one from japan, who is the composer for our set piece, others are from australia, hawaii, philippines, china, singapore and the last is either unknown or not mentioned or i just simply forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i can feel the pressure in everyone when miss yee is in, even the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bo chap&lt;/span&gt;(cant be bothered)guys. i must say im relieved and really glad people are feeling it already. keep it up choir. we're gonna make syf rock big time! i sound a little thick skinned but its okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. you must be thinking i sound like a total &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hua chi&lt;/span&gt;(desparate). haha! im not. i just feel deceived.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-1694169363876282405?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/1694169363876282405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=1694169363876282405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/1694169363876282405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/1694169363876282405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-want-to-rant-and-rant-and-rant-rah.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-7660045491111725319</id><published>2007-02-26T06:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T06:55:15.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Accidentally. Delete. The. Whole. Sentosa. Trip. Photo. File.&lt;br /&gt;Wah. Lau. Eh. Kill. Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friendly tip: never ever risk using 'cut' when you are moving your photos from thumbdrive or memory card if your stupidity level is as high as mine. cos you die die must go delete other stuff first, then panick, cos cannot paste already and it cannot be restored! hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you noticed, 'copy' is just above 'cut'! its like that for a purpose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya lah laugh all you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me have to go school already.&lt;br /&gt;tsk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-7660045491111725319?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/7660045491111725319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=7660045491111725319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/7660045491111725319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/7660045491111725319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2007/02/accidentally.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-1527446202332180231</id><published>2007-02-24T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T19:20:38.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been almost 2 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy chinese new year and birthday people! do you know? today is 初七 and legend has it that human was born this day so its a tradition we chinese people go 捞鱼生. huat ah! heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how have &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; been? i've been pretty busy. that explains why im only here now. =p alright honestly, i was lazy and kinda pissed by my server. my stupid habit was to open explorer when it never loads blogger. i stupidly wait, waste time and then open mozilla firefox where it loads like in a second. but its all too late cos i either fell aslp while waiting or i totally forgot what i was gonna write. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant remember anything much that happened in january, except for my birthday cos its when i turned 16, but people who dont really know me keep thinking i was turning 18 or 20. yea thanks alot guys. =/ anyway, i had a really great birthday thanks to everyone who remembered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well february.. my period almost killed me. valentines... i rotted. didnt get any flower, not one stalk, nothing. common tests were shit cos i couldnt concentrate, the small words on the paper made me feel like puking and had damn serious dizzy spells. i thought i was gonna faint or something. got some of the results recently, failed english. physics, chinese and social studies will be out next week. school was shit, got drenched the day before, shoes got frigging wet and had to wear my childish&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; mickey mouse slip ons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my chinese new year holidays were well spent, i think i got fat. =/ well, although i couldnt spend any ang bao money and almost every penny was banked but i got to meet up my relatives for such occasion which is really nice cos we've not since my popo left us. i have so much not said. i miss her smile, her cooking, the way she hold my hands...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's always been one of my motivation to move on and persevere. i think of her and i can almost feel that she's right beside me, smiling and telling me i can do it. its a strange but dear feeling. we've never been really close. but i love you popo, where ever you are up there. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原来我什么都没有...&lt;br /&gt;原来世界这么辽阔&lt;br /&gt;原来生命这么脆弱&lt;br /&gt;原来感觉你眼里没有我&lt;br /&gt;原来没有我也没什么&lt;br /&gt;原来身边没有你真的很难过&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-1527446202332180231?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/1527446202332180231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=1527446202332180231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/1527446202332180231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/1527446202332180231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-been-almost-2-months.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-1338110843660234075</id><published>2007-01-08T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T22:09:42.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello people and you. haha! like i was working on this post and you just tagged! what a coincidence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahem, anyway.. its the 4th day of school and back to the usual class again. (was located in N3 last week along with some other people which was really nice and we didnt wanna go back joinin the others so we wrote a petition but... yah.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then got to finally know who my teachers are gonna be. im very lucky! i know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first lesson physics and we've got mr J. he is so cute! =p then followed by mr T, who is so my type of friend (angela knows the kinda friend im looking for) after him was mother tongue whom the teacher is kinda... i dont wanna say anything for now. o.o then mr ben!! my form teacher cum pe cum lcd cum the funniest guy alive. ok im done with teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got O level art question paper today and i cannot figure out anything at all! like goddammit the batik instructors are probably comin over next week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what am i gonna do?! xO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay life is boring. i wake up, go to school, go home, sleep, watch friends and blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHOTOS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/31122006046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ate like 10 of these. pineapple tarts!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/31122006047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/31122006051.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/31122006049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/31122006056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay-ness! aunt and now uncle. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/31122006050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg my baby cousin will be 1 year old very very soon. =D so cute so cute so cute..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 244px" height="602" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/31122006052.jpg" width="323" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/31122006053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/31122006058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good food...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/31122006059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/31122006060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the lousiest &lt;em&gt;'yam seng'&lt;/em&gt; ever. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/31122006065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/31122006066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/31122006067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more good food...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/31122006068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this 2 boys spoil the day by singing the most irritating song ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/31122006064.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good night people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i know! my blog is boring and im whining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsk. =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-1338110843660234075?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/1338110843660234075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=1338110843660234075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/1338110843660234075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/1338110843660234075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2007/01/hello-people-and-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-1989063952892093559</id><published>2007-01-02T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T20:13:29.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its 2nd jan and its new year. cant believe time's going away so fast cos i can still remember what happened last new year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it sucked cos i couldnt spell 'of course', i typed like a total idiot, played diablo II (let me die!), my new year resolutions looked freakingly childish and i wasted time being stuck with idiots aka his friends and quarrelling with an asshole! omg! what in the hell is wrong with me? did i grow up or what? but the danny part was kinda nice so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, the counting down this year didnt go that bad, went to my aunt's wedding dinner and my new year day was.. i dont know, made some difference in what i was feeling, something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wont make anymore resolutions this year, cos those aint really important. theres ought to be some goal in life where you dont have to include it in every year's new list. make a list where they last till its done! get a life people! =/ but you know, its not like im gettin alife. first day of school's tomorrow and i really wonder who my class's teachers gonna be, feeling really excited and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you people know what? photobucket can just kiss my ass! okay not literally but how can they fail on me again? i have like 500+ photos not shared (including the ones from the wedding)! i was looking kinda good there and they didnt let those baby upload themselves. how can they do that! hmm, come to think of it, i think its my connection. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i have absolutely nothing else to say here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-1989063952892093559?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/1989063952892093559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=1989063952892093559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/1989063952892093559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/1989063952892093559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2007/01/its-2nd-jan-and-its-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-4054237968001552654</id><published>2006-12-24T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T23:35:09.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wWU39uSkVLo"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wWU39uSkVLo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;罗志祥 - 幸福猎人&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-4054237968001552654?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/4054237968001552654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=4054237968001552654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/4054237968001552654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/4054237968001552654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/12/enjoy.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-8763425730019663205</id><published>2006-12-24T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T22:06:29.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been almost 3 weeks since i blogged. many things happened, went over to shanghai with family. boarded plane on 13th and reach there the next day. spent 8 days in different hotels, different places and with many kinds of different people which was really fun. everyday was indeed memorable and so brother the photographer over there took over 500 photos which im gonna share very soon. the amount is kinda scary to upload. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being away from blogging for so long, i sorta gone out of words to express my feelings since then and even now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its christmas eve and everyone's smartly dressed up, girls all busy dolling up ready for the party at night to exchange presents and give hugs as the greatest gift anyone could have gotten for this special occasion. then the time comes, counting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get the picture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but remember! singaporeans do it in a crowded area at orchard road. so include that when you trying to get it okay. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, im not gonna do that today. not gonna get all tired hanging out at cineleisure with friends, squeezing into one small washroom where no one had space to even walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, or shall i say tonight on xmas eve, im gonna rot eve night away alone and spent it with someone special online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the someone special, you know who you are and you might read what i'll be writing here. so what i wanna say is thank you. thanks alot for making my day, the card you sent, the movie, the expensive green tea, listening to what i have to crap about, the chocolate, walking home with me, making me smile to myself when im with you for no known reason why and staying home because you thought countdown was no big thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so miss you already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merry christmas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to you. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-8763425730019663205?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/8763425730019663205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=8763425730019663205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/8763425730019663205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/8763425730019663205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-been-almost-3-weeks-since-i-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-841241440191415543</id><published>2006-12-03T02:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T02:52:49.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the photos and videos as promised!! yay! the day is pretty long so i shan't get too long winded. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll let em plus abit of caption tell everything. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/PC010009.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bored in food j so bro and i played brain age. people who play will know calculationx20. bro got 9 secs. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/PC010014.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my side view looks really ugly. RAHH!! one big faced monster. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/PC010028.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone was looking for good seats. i had one, right in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/PC010039.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the hosts for the night. the guy's damn cheesy. cant stop talking with the cheesiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/PC010031.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the seniors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/PC010046.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juniors with kelvin in the middle. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/PC010030.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/PC010054.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guitar club instructors have really good voices. check out this song, i'll have to say i love you in a song by Jim Croce. ask me for the song if you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/PC010050.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;solo performance from one of the seniors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/PC010056.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then some girl joined him for another song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z_RK6OyRoKw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z_RK6OyRoKw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this guy's named Shaiful. got some awards in their school's singing competition. really really nice voice. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/U_Ja8G3gQos"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/U_Ja8G3gQos" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here without you - three doors down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay lah the guy look like someone i like previously, i guess i got over him already... so, i just like this guy's voice, im a big sucker for guys who can really sing and look good at the same time. not because of something else, you know what. &lt;br /&gt;oh ya, the name's Elton Goh, he's from health science. LOL. like the hosts said so. bleh!! =p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but but but!! my ultimate all time idol is some guy from st. gab alumni choir. i was freaking impressed by his solo parts at their annual concert which our school went last year as audience and a few days ago as guest performing choir. thats everything i know about him, which is very little. i also like the way he walks, so damn charming! hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;woke up at around 8am this morning to get ready for facial and went out with mummy for like till 6pm.  thats like 10 hours. facial + Han's + shopping can take 10 hours? and spent like a few hundred dont know buying what. =/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that everything seriously leads to backache for me. of course not because of the money part. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking bout money, still deciding whether i should splurge on a Ed Hardy item. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sian big time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya i wanna go to bed liao. 2am!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-841241440191415543?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/841241440191415543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=841241440191415543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/841241440191415543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/841241440191415543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/12/photos-and-videos-as-promised-yay-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-6537920497466826842</id><published>2006-12-02T03:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T03:15:40.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its already 3am and photobucket plus youtube is failing me. gonna upload pictures and videos from NYP La Guitare concert that Kelvin invited me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU DID A GOOD JOB KELVIN! VERY SHUAI! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... till they ever work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good... night? morning! whatever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. facial tomorrow morning!! yay!! xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-6537920497466826842?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/6537920497466826842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=6537920497466826842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/6537920497466826842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/6537920497466826842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-already-3am-and-photobucket-plus.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-328983088540493572</id><published>2006-11-26T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T00:33:25.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>title: the story of yami yogurt and roxy skirt (in short, all about cassandra) HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was extremely bored at home till cassandra called. she wanted to go compass point but i declined cause its just freaking too far. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;agreed on city hall in the end and slacked around city link. we were like doing nothing -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/PB260003.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random shot in the kopitiam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/PB260005.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's hungry =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/PB260006.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had lunch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then mom called and started screaming.&lt;br /&gt;ah whatever, i went to get pretzels and cassandra to yami yogurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/PB260007.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay!! i so love pretzels. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/PB260008.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was eating and we were chatting till we walk pass this set up at one side of level one bout some book and the guys random talking bout i dont know what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'wah, christmas must eat yami yogurt okay... so nice... dont know can get to eat anot...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we walked further. i laughed, looked back and them talking louder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'my niece!! she loves to wear roxy skirt!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/PB260016.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay the end. im bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/PB260009.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/PB260017.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 2 best of all the pictures we've taken. we looked really bad but so what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. sorry for being so random. =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-328983088540493572?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/328983088540493572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=328983088540493572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/328983088540493572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/328983088540493572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/11/title-story-of-yami-yogurt-and-roxy.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-4697240129493146865</id><published>2006-11-26T02:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T02:26:58.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello people. sorry for the lack of update. haha. was lazy although im like a bored person doing practically nothing at home. couldnt get myself to sleep again for the past few days. its killing me, both physically and mentally. how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought 小猪 罗志祥's latest album, SPESHOW, really cant stop dancing to 精舞门. hahaha. like the first beat makes me wanna move. ((: makes me smile like that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you guys watch the two MVs i post up previously? those 2 are my personal favourites and there are actually 2 more i put on repeat mode. 完美型男 and 好朋友. the latter is the one he is promoting right now. number 10: 自恋 was composed by 小猪 himself too. nice nice nice~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up really early today and went over 888 for lunch then to causeway point for groceries and digital camera!! yay!! they finally decided!! mummy paid!! yay a second time!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;proudly presents...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Mju740_Zoom.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mju 740 Olympus&lt;br /&gt;- 5x optical zoom&lt;br /&gt;- weather proof&lt;br /&gt;- one year warranty&lt;br /&gt;free gift includes a 512mb card and another 1GB card to be collected later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;retail's at... i forgot. =p $500+ i suppose. quite a good buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we wanted to get Panasonic Lumix with the wide lens. the one which appeared in advertisement where people were breaking walls just to get a picture taken but there were too many of them. then thought we didnt need the function.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still, the one we got is good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were walking down to the carpark when the folks saw OTO bodycare products and bought them right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/7C503810-CA2F-97FE-E01041ADB5D93F94.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OTO FLABeLOS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it cost like a thousand over. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comes with a free gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/83416988-4762-1AAD-EC5FCD6EC5690046.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the new OTO Trimax. but my mum has the previous one so they changed it to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/F41DF5AE-AF4D-B998-4783068160FDF12D.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OTO e-Relax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;resulting in spending over 2k in a day. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i got to know that spending 2k is entitled to a free Guess watch for guys. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, its like already 2am. i should go to bed, if i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. thanks xyz!! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-4697240129493146865?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/4697240129493146865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=4697240129493146865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/4697240129493146865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/4697240129493146865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello-people_26.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-131278816042113483</id><published>2006-11-24T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T16:06:05.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oDB1xvFc4J8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oDB1xvFc4J8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;羅志祥 - 精舞門 MV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z5t7biZM_5A"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z5t7biZM_5A" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;羅志祥&amp;amp;倖田來未 - Twinkle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!! GO BUY SHOW'S CD!! ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-131278816042113483?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/131278816042113483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=131278816042113483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/131278816042113483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/131278816042113483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/11/mv-twinkle-yay-go-buy-shows-cd.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-116353097163010225</id><published>2006-11-15T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T03:19:34.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>岁月如歌~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;歌手：陈奕迅&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱上了看见你如何不懂谦卑&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;去讲心中理想不会俗气&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;犹如看得见晨曦才能欢天喜地&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;抱着你我每次回来多少惊喜&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也许一生太短陪着你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;情感有若行李仍然沉重待我整理&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*天气不似如期但要走总要飞&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;道别不可再等你不管有没有机&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;给我体贴入微但你手如明日便要远离&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愿你可以留下共我曾愉快的忆记&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当世事再没完美可远在岁月如歌中找你*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;再见了背向你回头多少伤悲&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也许不必再讲所有道理&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;何时放松我自己才能花天酒地&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;抱着你我说过如何一起高飞&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这天只想带走还是你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如重温往日邮寄但会否疲倦了嬉戏&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the song on repeat mode these few days. haha! and the show '冲上云霄' every weekday night at 10pm on channel U is driving me crazy. please watch! its so freaking nice. i cannot stop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAH! the idiot fabian yeow is celebrating his birthday this fri and i have to miss the show. should i go? =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-116353097163010225?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/116353097163010225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=116353097163010225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/116353097163010225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/116353097163010225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/11/this-is-song-on-repeat-mode-these-few.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-116309496369149849</id><published>2006-11-10T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T01:56:03.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>真的觉得这样写我的心情很轻松，看不懂华语的朋友对不起咯~ =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;没有烦恼的一天，我很喜欢，喜欢这种和朋友在一起的感觉。没有城市的吵咋声，没有现实的压力。只有朋友，真的很棒哦&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大家要珍惜朋友不要理所当然认为他们一定会永远在你身边。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最近啊，有一些突如其来的感想（可以说是胡思乱想吧），真觉得自己很悲观。有时真会害怕，害怕周边的人都会离开我。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;生活可以说是无聊到极点所以... 今天的我还是失眠了，大家要早点睡。熬夜很伤身体。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;晚安~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. 还是喜欢&lt;a href="http://blog.sina.com.cn/m/yinengjing/"&gt;伊能静&lt;/a&gt;公主的写作，去看看！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;不要用多余的时间看我，不要用多余的时间去做自己喜欢的东西，因为我们都不是多余的...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-116309496369149849?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/116309496369149849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=116309496369149849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/116309496369149849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/116309496369149849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/11/p.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-116301080094570128</id><published>2006-11-09T02:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:33:21.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>今天的我很想这样表达我现在的心情&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这几天都失眠，不知道在想什么也不知道为了什么总是有一种冲动不知觉的会看路上的车流，一辆一辆的越过我的视线... 今天的我就是这样，站在马路旁&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好像他随时会出现... 我知道这只是习惯&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;真的不想想他了，我不想，他... 让我真的清醒了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原来是我已不认识他了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;半年的眷恋已成为回忆，我只能这么说。也许有一天我会在碰到他，也许我会对他说谢谢，也许...&lt;br /&gt;我不知道会有什么也许&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不可能忘了自己爱过，不可能叫我拿现在的幸福掩饰过去的一切。弥补心里的那道伤很难，可是那不代表我仍纪念&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;以后的我... 只会怀念&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好久不见的某个他今天到补习中心接我，跟他在一起真的很不自在。真是无法形容的感觉 =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天的我... 不知道怎么了，真的不想想太多&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;晚安了各位~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-116301080094570128?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/116301080094570128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=116301080094570128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/116301080094570128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/116301080094570128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-116274743050599754</id><published>2006-11-05T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T01:23:50.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>very well, mummy has bad news for us yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRIP TO JAPAN IS FREAKING CANCELLED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont know what happened at the travel agency side, they had to cancel the whole thing after we book this shit since oct. very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went over to People's Park and looked all over every agency. Japan and Taiwan are all fully booked so finally we picked 8 days, Shanghai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this Edwin said its cheena. eh! they got lotsa shopping over there alright. like they are becoming modern already please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. butter cookies are so deadly, so are chocolates. i ate so much i feel like throwing up. trips to the gym and the pool before are totally useless already. whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-116274743050599754?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/116274743050599754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=116274743050599754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/116274743050599754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/116274743050599754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/11/very-well-mummy-has-bad-news-for-us.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-116240393498764629</id><published>2006-11-02T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T01:58:55.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thanks adrian, for everything you did and tried doing. thanks for the lullaby although it aint meant for me in the first place. thanks for making me laugh with your funny gay actions and tummy(inside joke =p).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image009.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good night... (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-116240393498764629?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/116240393498764629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=116240393498764629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/116240393498764629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/116240393498764629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/11/thanks-adrian-for-everything-you-did.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-116230649186666024</id><published>2006-10-31T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T00:12:02.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUMMY (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went over to cwp's crystal jade for dinner and she paid for it. yea, one lousy birthday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image329.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats my lovely honey baby before we went out. can see him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyah he's so damn black and the lighting sucks. whatever! i still love him. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the restaurant.. (there were more photos but photobucket sucked.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image331.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got nothing better to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image335.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cold dish which i ate like 3/4 of it. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image334.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more dishes! *saliva drips*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image336.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy is happy! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we decided to pose...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image337.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NG!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image338.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say cheese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image339.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brother: eh you think what? funny ah?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image340.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out of nowhere: ya lorh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image341.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sister: wahlao so emo for what? funny sia~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image342.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sister again: chey.. dont talk then don talk lah.. give me what face. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was up damn early to collect my report book and had kinda bad comments from my co-form teacher. like whatever. and then off to pek shan theng at bishan to pai my popo then to somewhere else i dont know cos i was sleeping all the while. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to school 30 minutes before choir starts and i fell asleep on my seat the moment we sit down for sectionals in my classroom. haha! dont know why but nobody woke me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my day was real packed, always something to do, one right after another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiring ah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i cant get to sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool right? -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-116230649186666024?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/116230649186666024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=116230649186666024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/116230649186666024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/116230649186666024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-birthday-mummy-yay-went-over-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-116230259917378339</id><published>2006-10-31T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T21:49:59.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ksdmt_Abu4c"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ksdmt_Abu4c" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Don't Feel Like Dancin' - Scissor Sisters&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-116230259917378339?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/116230259917378339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=116230259917378339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/116230259917378339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/116230259917378339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-dont-feel-like-dancin-scissor.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-116222632682794707</id><published>2006-10-31T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T00:38:46.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image310.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay!! mickey!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have the sudden 'feel' to upload my dog's photo here. okay i cant think of a better word. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its probably &lt;a href="http://feelingstrandedonanisland.blogspot.com/"&gt;edwin&lt;/a&gt; that made me wanna. haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-116222632682794707?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/116222632682794707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=116222632682794707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/116222632682794707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/116222632682794707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/10/yay-mickey-have-sudden-feel-to-upload.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-116222574957400007</id><published>2006-10-30T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T00:29:09.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>10.22pm ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photobucket is trying to play games with me, dammit. so... no pictures for the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;aww...&lt;/em&gt; (haha! =p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with lynn at vista point on 9 am and the urge for sunblock is so intense we skipped breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUST NOT TURN DARK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=/ for your info, i'll look real bad if i ever get tanned again. my tanned days are disasters, all happened during my primary school days. i tell you, i damn look like a indonesian maid if i ever turn dark ever ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear i'll never ever again go in the sun without my sunblock. gosh i know i sound like a bimbo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bo bian!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you're me, you wanna look like indonesian maid ah? or filipino? vietnam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got like so many comments on how much i look alike the people from every other asia country you can think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most discussed? 1st: china, 2nd: japan, 3rd: korea... followed by hong kong, taiwan and thailand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;china!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;i kena comments like 'cheena' before lorh! how 'cheena' can i get? i dont even know the meaning of being 'cheena'. -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;and how in the hell did hong kong and taiwan pop out? dont they just look chinese? =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;11.31pm ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;photobucket is back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/DSC04836.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/DSC04832.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/DSC04860.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/DSC04861.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;lynn and i at the swimming complex (i love the captions like... omg shes so cute. haha!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;we random picked someone from my phonebook list then went over to mac at admiralty, near xiong xing, the lucky chosen one's place to have lunch. he came down because of us even though he just woke up. =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;he also cant stop saying, 'you 2 bo liao ah?' lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;oh ya, i bought hair dye, blonde or something like that cos i got real irritated with my current hair colour. and the results are idiotic okay, like no colour! dye for what? now not black not brown liao lorh. big rubbish colour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;waste my $10. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;mom's back today at around 5am? and she got my Bailey's back home safely. o=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image326-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ta-Dah!! eh... reminds me of Scissor Sisters's latest album.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;but I don't feel like dancin', no sir, no dancin' today~ dont feel like dancin' dancin'~ even if i find nothing better to do~ dont feel like dancin~... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;pardon, im on high mode. =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;and of course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image328.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Baby Ruth!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image327.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;macadamias that only cost US$o.99!! like where to find in singapore? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;p.s. jianxing is a big fat liar. =/ give me sweets my foot. i dare you to poke me! bleh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-116222574957400007?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/116222574957400007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=116222574957400007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/116222574957400007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/116222574957400007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/10/10.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-116211994276311859</id><published>2006-10-29T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T01:32:09.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Best Moments In Life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Falling in love.&lt;br /&gt;2. Laughing till your stomach hurts.&lt;br /&gt;3. Enjoying a ride down the country side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Listening to your favorite song on the radio.&lt;br /&gt;5. Going to sleep listening to the rain pouring outside.&lt;br /&gt;6. Getting out of the shower and wrapping yourself with a warm, fuzzy towel.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Passing your final exams with good grades.&lt;br /&gt;8. Being a part of an interesting conversation.&lt;br /&gt;9. Finding some money in some old pants.&lt;br /&gt;10. Laughing at yourself.&lt;br /&gt;11. Sharing a wonderful dinner with all your friends.&lt;br /&gt;12. Laughing without a reason.&lt;br /&gt;13. Accidentally hearing someone say somthing good about you.&lt;br /&gt;14. Watching the sunset.&lt;br /&gt;15. Listening to a song that reminds you of an important person in your life.&lt;br /&gt;16. Receiving or giving your first kiss.&lt;br /&gt;17. Feeling this buzz in your body when seeing this special someone.&lt;br /&gt;18. Having a great time with your friends.&lt;br /&gt;19. Seeing the one you love happy.&lt;br /&gt;20. Wearing the shirt of a person you love and smelling his/her perfume.&lt;br /&gt;21. Visiting an old friend of yours and remembering great memories.&lt;br /&gt;22. Hearing someone telling you "I LOVE YOU"&lt;br /&gt;23. True friends come in the good times when we tell hem to, and come in the bad times without calling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very true i must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent the weekend at home doing nothing. played o2jam as usual and got to know Terence aka krane02jamer. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's someone with character and he's been very nice trying to crap with me. even asked me to give up blogging and talk to him whenever i have problems instead of confiding to a wall where no one responds. haha! cute right. the thing is.. he lives in m'sia! like the main point is i dont know why i keep getting to know people there. and i pretty much communicate better with them as well. like i seldom chat with friends from my country. thats kinda weird dont you think. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when being asked if i had problems for today, i stopped and looked at my heart for awhile, tried to listen to what it has to say and got to know that there aint anymore problems, no more difficulties nor worries to bother in life for now. and? its really meaningless. it sucks i tell you. you may grumble or make noise when problems make you breathless, or it may be pushing you real hard but imagine one day, without problems, everything's so quiet that got you afraid. its really scary, i can feel the pressure already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im like weird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, wonder why 3 of the above best moments in life are bold?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause... those are the only 3 i get to enjoy for the past i dont know how long it has been days. pathetic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine being me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have absolutely no reason, nothing to laugh about. i cant even laugh without a reason. theres no point. darn. =/ why cant life get better already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, theres good news and bad news for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good news is, mom's coming back with my favourites Bailey's!! yay!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...bad news? shes coming back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. anonymous mentioned in my tagboard that mr ivan lee went over to zhonghua instead of zhenghua, so where the hell did he go? =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-116211994276311859?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/116211994276311859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=116211994276311859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/116211994276311859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/116211994276311859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/10/best-moments-in-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-116203804649159971</id><published>2006-10-28T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T20:20:46.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhhh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone put my aeroplane today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=/ i hate my life..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-116203804649159971?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/116203804649159971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=116203804649159971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/116203804649159971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/116203804649159971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/10/ahhhh-everyone-put-my-aeroplane-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-116191919639572689</id><published>2006-10-27T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T11:36:45.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woke up exceptionally early today. jian xing was really sweet, he said im here im here and messaged to wake me up thinking there's school. holiday liao please!! haha, but thanks anyway. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have been listening to these 2 on repeat mode these few days. enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="&lt;object width=" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DnGKKKEj39A"&gt; &lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DnGKKKEj39A" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;暖暖~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/i56s_od_K8c"&gt; &lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/i56s_od_K8c" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;亲亲~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-116191919639572689?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/116191919639572689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=116191919639572689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/116191919639572689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/116191919639572689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/10/woke-up-exceptionally-early-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-116188460354172150</id><published>2006-10-27T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T01:43:23.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>25/10 ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was quite a emotional day, had to change into our red choir tee and wait for the moment to step up on the stage for mrs song, our founding principal of woodgrove secondary school. oh man i'll miss her smile and all although we havent really talked before. i didnt cry when mr ivan lee went over to zhenghua! =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choir members sat at the back of the hall for almost 3/4 of the time to wait for our turn and before we know it, we got up the stage and teachers were prepared with costumes to sing together with us, unknowingly, their voices covered ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but all i remember was seeing her cry for the first time, she brokedown when everyone stood up and sang 'you raise me up'. i was really touched, almost cried on stage. good thing i didnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but pk, angela and i couldnt control ourselves when her speech to the school was screened. like omfg we are crying. damn it was indeed a sad day, a day of separation. i hate such days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prayers will be said and god bless her well. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did nothing at home today. all i did was being a potato couch. like sian okay. i tried sending a good night message to him a few hours ago, like at around 10, hoping he'll reply. he did and i tell u, the simple good night message to him woke me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'huh.. sorry, but u are?' was all he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello? you just asked me out a month ago, you did all those nice things to me half a year ago and now you are asking who i am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to hell you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are already not the hero i know.. and you'll never be him again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;imagine losing everything in just a moment, you reacted too slow to make them stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;imagine everyone popping out wanting to enter your life at the same time and are alone to face it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;imagine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-116188460354172150?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/116188460354172150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=116188460354172150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/116188460354172150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/116188460354172150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/10/2510-was-quite-emotional-day-had-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-116163319298626960</id><published>2006-10-24T03:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T04:00:42.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went for movie with wei feng moments ago and im back not yet tired. haven't eaten anything much the whole day and i dont feel abit hungry. how weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Guardian was great. 5 stars for it please. i love the storyline, i love the ending of a show for the first time. so generally, i love everything about it. especially hot Ashton Kutcher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/theguardian5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOD! hahahaha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/theguardian4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this other attractive leading actor, Kevin Costner. wah, if i go for old man i sure drool over him, seriously. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/kevin_costner1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST SHOW THIS YEAR AFTER CLICK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really! its the first time i cry for the love scene lorh. goodness gracious me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, going to visit my popo tomorrow at the bishen temple. i miss her. im so disappointed in myself, i cant take it when death comes. like for example in the movie today, i cried because someone being loved died, someone so dear left them, when the merciless sea swallowed them and them gone. oh please why am i becoming like that? and when ending comes, i cried because Kevin was let go by his teammate who is played by Ashton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's gone! his wife cant find him! what!! why?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh!! i dont get it! =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta go to bed, its like 3.45am already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-116163319298626960?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/116163319298626960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=116163319298626960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/116163319298626960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/116163319298626960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/10/went-for-movie-with-wei-feng-moments.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-116158089813065301</id><published>2006-10-23T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T13:21:38.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>one of his colleagues got on the news yesterday on straits times and i happen to flip upon that and i finally know his work place is spelt as&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE SCARLET&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i once thought its spelt as&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE CHARLOTTE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.- big misunderstanding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/facade_big1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty right? its a boutique hotel. its also the place we first met, where he made burger and onion rings for me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, have to reach school at 2. ciaos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-116158089813065301?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/116158089813065301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=116158089813065301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/116158089813065301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/116158089813065301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/10/one-of-his-colleagues-got-on-news.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-116133063313506808</id><published>2006-10-20T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T01:42:32.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>promotion day ended and its friday! the day when i'll know if im gonna get promoted. one guy and one girl got retained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND I'M FREAKING NOT!! YAY!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im bored so got this from fcukling, meme is cool. im cool. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bold the statements that are true to you.&lt;br /&gt;Italise the statements that you WISH are true.&lt;br /&gt;Leave the Fibs alone.&lt;br /&gt;Then, stab 5 people to do the same test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss somebody right now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not watch tv these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wear glasses or contact lenses.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to play video games.&lt;br /&gt;I have tried marijuana.&lt;br /&gt;I have been in a threesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I believe honesty is usually the best policy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have changed mentally over the last year.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I carry my knife/razor everywhere with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I curse.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm totally smart.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've broken someone's bones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm paranoid sometimes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost, and scar-free.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need money right now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love sushi.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I talk really, really fast.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have long hair.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lost money in Las Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have at least one sibling.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have worn fake hair/fingernails/eyelashes in the past.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't survive without Caller ID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I like the way I look.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am usually pessimistic.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have a lot of mood swings.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have a hidden talent.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm always hyper no matter how much sugar I have.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have a lot of friends.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have pecked someone of the same sex.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I enjoy talking on the phone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I practically live in sweatpants or PJ pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love to shop.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enjoy window shopping.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I would rather shop than eat.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't hate anyone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm a pretty good dancer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm completely embarrassed to be seen with my mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have a cell phone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I believe in God.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I watch MTV on a daily basis.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have passed out drunk in the past 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've rejected someone before.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to have children in the future.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have changed a diaper before.&lt;br /&gt;I've called the cops on a friend before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm not allergic to anything.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have a lot to learn.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm shy around members of the opposite sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have made a move on a friend's significant other or crush in the past.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have tried alcohol before.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I own the South Park movie.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would die for my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;I think that Pizza Hut has the best pizza.&lt;br /&gt;I have used my sexuality to advance my career.&lt;br /&gt;I love Michael Jackson, scandals and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Halloween is awesome because you get free candy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I watch Spongebob Squarepants and I like it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am happy at this moment!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm obsessed with guys.&lt;br /&gt;I tie my shoelaces differently from anyone I've ever met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I study for tests most of the time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am comfortable with who I am right now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have more than just my ears pierced.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk barefoot wherever I can.&lt;br /&gt;I have jumped off a bridge.&lt;br /&gt;I love sea turtles.&lt;br /&gt;I spend ridiculous money on makeup.&lt;br /&gt;Plan on achieving a major goal/dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm proficient in a musical instrument.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked at McDonald's restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;I hate office jobs.&lt;br /&gt;I love sci-fi movies.&lt;br /&gt;I think water rules.&lt;br /&gt;I went college out of state.&lt;br /&gt;I like sausages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love kisses.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fall for the worst people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I adore bright colours.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't live without black eyeliner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't know why the hell I just did this stupid thing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually like covers better than originals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can pick up things with my toes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't whistle.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can move my tongue in waves, much like a snake's slither.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have ridden/owned a horse.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I still have every journal I've written in.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't stick to a diet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talk in my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I try to forget things by drowning them out with loads of distractions.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have jazz in my blood.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Climbing trees is a brilliant past-time.&lt;br /&gt;I wear a toe ring.&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand at LEAST one person that I work with.&lt;br /&gt;I am a caffeine junkie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I cosplay or know what cosplaying is.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been to over 15 conventions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will collect anything, and the more nonsensical the better.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm an artist.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I only clean my room when necessary.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like a person of the same sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love being happy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am an adrenaline junkie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone who's bored enough to do this deserves to be stabbed. enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey andy darling, i dont know if you'll ever get to read this but i really have to say thanks.&lt;br /&gt;you really made my day yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you came earlier and waited for me so i dont have to, you were patient with me, you looked out for me, you said that im cute when im not to make me happy, you helped me look for jobs, you told me about the not so good ladyboss at bugis, stopped me from working there, you bought bubble tea for me, introduced a game on your phone that made me so addicted, went into different boutiques and shops with me and some selling lingerine when you normally dont, went around looking for the white shorts i wanted but i got really picky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the list goes on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, the confession really startled me, its really nice but im sorry. hope you get what i meant. if you've never got the chance to read this, then i guess i just have to answer and explain to you in person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s. its a beautiful day, with guilt..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-116133063313506808?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-116100570902276812</id><published>2006-10-16T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T21:35:09.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the song 'You... I Am A Fool' by Unknown, yes i dont know who sang this, from the popular korean drama 'Princess Hours' was played right into my ears just as i write this. the indulgement followed by song 'Your In My Heart' by Rod Stewart while i continued watching 'My Lovely Sam Soon'. multi-tasking, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know what day it was when you walked into the room&lt;br /&gt;I said hello unnoticed&lt;br /&gt;You said goodbye too soon&lt;br /&gt;Breezing through the clientele&lt;br /&gt;spinning yarns that were so lyrical&lt;br /&gt;I really must confess right here&lt;br /&gt;the attraction was purely physical&lt;br /&gt;I took all those habits of yours&lt;br /&gt;that in the beginning were hard to accept&lt;br /&gt;Your fashion sense, Beardsly prints&lt;br /&gt;I put down to experience&lt;br /&gt;The big bosomed lady with the Dutch accent&lt;br /&gt;who tried to change my point of view&lt;br /&gt;Her ad lib lines were well rehearsed&lt;br /&gt;but my heart cried out for you&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;You're in my heart, you're in my soul&lt;br /&gt;You'll be my breath should I grow old&lt;br /&gt;You are my lover, you're my best friend&lt;br /&gt;You're in my soul&lt;br /&gt;My love for you is immeasurable&lt;br /&gt;My respect for you immense&lt;br /&gt;You're ageless, timeless, lace and fineness&lt;br /&gt;You're beauty and elegance&lt;br /&gt;You're a rhapsody, a comedy&lt;br /&gt;You're a symphony and a play&lt;br /&gt;You're every love song ever written&lt;br /&gt;But honey what do you see in me&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;You're an essay in glamour&lt;br /&gt;Please pardon the grammar&lt;br /&gt;but you're every schoolboy's dream&lt;br /&gt;You're Celtic, United, but baby I've decided&lt;br /&gt;You're the best team I've ever seen&lt;br /&gt;And there have been many affairs&lt;br /&gt;Many times I've thought to leave&lt;br /&gt;But I bite my lip and turn around&lt;br /&gt;'cause you're the warmest thing I've ever found&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cried, thinking over, wondering and reflecting my faults. my felts are not reflected from the song itself. they just came out unknowingly, unprepared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are good songs, songs im not really interested in, songs that move me, songs that made me replay that damned track for a uncountable times, songs that helped me to relieve every stress i had from the day. it helped me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assembly was on in school and IPW was what i think the most dreaded program i've ever encountered, i've ever known until today. there was this presentation about the 2e1s going to Philippines helping the needy, they showed photos from the trip and sang 'Where I Belong'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear in the name of Barney(haha!) that i almost cried. o.o&lt;br /&gt;imagine crying over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;where i belong~ where i keep my..&lt;/em&gt; (omg~ and starts wailing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;where dreams come true for&lt;/em&gt; (screams* SO POOR THING!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahh~!! x'O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh god i should stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2 days to promotion day..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-116100570902276812?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/116100570902276812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=116100570902276812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/116100570902276812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/116100570902276812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/10/song-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-116067255761462276</id><published>2006-10-13T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T01:02:37.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>exam results are in, i pass 2 subjects. which definately consist of english (64) and mt (66/90). lousy marvin tan the cheaterbug passed science and i didnt. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my surprise, im fighting for passing maths as i've got 45 and temporarily added 2 more cos theres still paper 2 to check if theres anymore marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM GONNA PASS MATHS! OMG OMG OMG~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why but i have nothing special to talk about in my life. i cancelled the date with yencheng for her birthday and i dont know why. results are killing me, pressure is up and my period hasnt come. i dont know the reason. i have no single fucking idea why im doing anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went over to ichiban's after school and i'm so damn full.. i feel sick all of a sudden and cant breathe for a moment not long before i walked outta the washroom thereafter. that's my 3rd visit today. just had my 5th visit. ahh~ xO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this entry is so random. goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;have you kissed your parents today? (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-116067255761462276?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/116067255761462276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=116067255761462276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/116067255761462276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/116067255761462276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/10/exam-results-are-in-i-pass-2-subjects.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-116047072215492395</id><published>2006-10-10T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T16:58:42.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally the last paper, over heard that only 6 passed maths and the majority failed eng. scary.. i saw his look alike again after that. i wonder of his strange glare at me, dont know what it means. probably because they look too damn alike that i mind when there's actually nothing. haha.&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, and i just finished watching '宫(princess hour)'. it was fantastic, i wonder why the leads rejected to continue filming the 2nd. heard some other people will take over. i wonder how it'll turn out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read this over at &lt;a href="http://fcukling.blogspot.com"&gt;fcukling&lt;/a&gt;'s. i really wonder why the adults or even us in our age dont think like them.. why cant love be just feeling content when knowing he's doing fine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i am not...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"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;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Rebecca - age 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You just know that your name is safe in their mouth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Billy -age 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"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;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Karl - age 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"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;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chrissy - age 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Terri - age 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"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;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Danny - age 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"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;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Emily - age 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bobby - age 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Noelle - age 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"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;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tommy - age 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"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;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cindy - age 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My mommy loves me more than anybody. You don't see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Clare - age 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Elaine - age 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is more handsome than Robert Redford."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chris - age 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mary Ann - age 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"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;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lauren - age 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Karen - age 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy on the toilet and she doesn't think it's gross."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mark - age 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"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;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jessica - age 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andy last minute put me aeroplane saying he has something on. whatever. =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-116047072215492395?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/116047072215492395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=116047072215492395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/116047072215492395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/116047072215492395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/10/finally-last-paper-over-heard-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-116003327679286563</id><published>2006-10-05T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T15:27:56.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im being very nice to translate yi neng jing's work for you guys who dont know how to read chinese. its kinda bad lah, like dont know to link everything together in english, cant do direct translate also. will mess things up. i cant help!! must share all these wonderful works. haha! quoted everything from her, wanted to post this up because i miss my hero. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;from: someone you have forgotton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我很愛你&lt;br /&gt;i really love you&lt;br /&gt;我的每一個呼吸都在告訴我&lt;br /&gt;every breath i take is telling me&lt;br /&gt;胸口的起伏也是愛的回應&lt;br /&gt;the heartbeat i felt is love's reply&lt;br /&gt;雖然你不知道&lt;br /&gt;you didnt know&lt;br /&gt;但是&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;就算你不愛我&lt;br /&gt;even if you dont love me,&lt;br /&gt;我也還是會愛你&lt;br /&gt;i will still love you&lt;br /&gt;這是一種命定&lt;br /&gt;this is destiny made&lt;br /&gt;從第一眼起&lt;br /&gt;from the first sight&lt;br /&gt;我就知道&lt;br /&gt;i know&lt;br /&gt;我會愛你&lt;br /&gt;i will love you&lt;br /&gt;我不掙扎&lt;br /&gt;i wont struggle&lt;br /&gt;讓自己的心感受這份愛的來臨&lt;br /&gt;to let this love come into me&lt;br /&gt;經過這麼久的時間&lt;br /&gt;after so long,&lt;br /&gt;這份愛起起伏伏&lt;br /&gt;it went through ups and downs&lt;br /&gt;可是當靜下來回想&lt;br /&gt;but when i think over it&lt;br /&gt;竟然還都是甜蜜&lt;br /&gt;everything is actually sweet&lt;br /&gt;你說過的笑話我到現在都還想笑&lt;br /&gt;i still laugh at your jokes&lt;br /&gt;我沒有辦法去把你想的太壞&lt;br /&gt;i still cant think of you as someone bad&lt;br /&gt;雖然你那麼吝嗇於表達&lt;br /&gt;although you were selfish with your words&lt;br /&gt;但我想起你卻是滿滿的歡喜&lt;br /&gt;but its all happiness when i think of you&lt;br /&gt;我注定&lt;br /&gt;im destined&lt;br /&gt;這輩子都要輸給你&lt;br /&gt;to lose to you my entire life&lt;br /&gt;不要想不好的事&lt;br /&gt;dont think of bad encounters you had&lt;br /&gt;你好好的&lt;br /&gt;be good&lt;br /&gt;到哪裡都好&lt;br /&gt;be where ever you are&lt;br /&gt;我都會祝福你&lt;br /&gt;i will wish you well&lt;br /&gt;我知道你會有美好的未來&lt;br /&gt;i know you have a bright future&lt;br /&gt;只要你一直像現在這樣&lt;br /&gt;just be like what you always were&lt;br /&gt;努力、拼命、忍讓&lt;br /&gt;hardworking, filled with fighting spirit, forgiving&lt;br /&gt;你就一定會比現在還成大器&lt;br /&gt;you will be much successful&lt;br /&gt;無論如何&lt;br /&gt;no matter what,&lt;br /&gt;我在這個遙遠的城市裡&lt;br /&gt;from far away,&lt;br /&gt;深深的&lt;br /&gt;deep in my heart&lt;br /&gt;想念你…祝福你…&lt;br /&gt;miss you... good luck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;加油... ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to: my hero&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-116003327679286563?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/116003327679286563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=116003327679286563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/116003327679286563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/116003327679286563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-being-very-nice-to-translate-yi.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-115978593748498274</id><published>2006-10-02T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T20:16:40.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>people who can read chinese please read. im so in love with &lt;a href="http://blog.sina.com.cn/m/yinengjing/"&gt;yi neng jing&lt;/a&gt;'s work, she can write so well. omg~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;即使是呼吸的那麼輕，卻還是能感覺到疼痛。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的疼痛沒有藥可治療，那是一種幻象，因你而起也因你而滅。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;認識你以後，我的歡喜悲傷便一直被你左右，我像一個不被疼愛的孩子，癡癡的渴望你能對我說愛我，但你始終不說，你始終是嚴厲的對我，要我更愛你後你才開始愛我。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我真的…真的沒有辦法再給了啊…你不知道嗎？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;戀愛不是該快樂嗎？為甚麼我總是在哭？我的不被滿足讓自己像不會游泳的墜海者，拼命張開四肢想緊緊抓牢甚麼，卻終於只是費盡了力氣，而變的軟弱地淹沒在海底。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;而我也只能是不停的寫，靠著書寫來麻痺自己，相信自己只是太敏感的心在作怪，其實甚麼也沒有發生。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你愛我嗎？我已經不敢問了。這麼長的時間裡，每當我問你，你總是不願意回答，好像這樣的三個字會變成一種承諾，你將會變成我的救生員，必須在愛裡照顧我，但你自己都還是個孩子，怎麼會學會照顧？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我注定要把你、把我們都寫成一本本的書，書寫是遺忘，當我寫完，我的疼痛變得到治療，那一本本的書都是我的病歷表，而病源從來沒有被拔起過。我任自己得到這樣的絕症，還滿心歡喜的感激著。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;寫完這一些字，我能好一點嗎？而你彷如病菌被隔離般的被我隔離嗎？也許一切該等我寫完再說，但是盡頭在哪裡？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你是我書寫的理由，也是我在書寫時亟欲掙脫的對象，你的存在既快樂且疼痛，一如創作，字從我身體裡湧起，我愛你如此不可自控。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就讓我繼續疼痛，我願意用疼痛來換取愛你的理由，也是我無法不寫的理由，只願當你看完這些因愛而起的文字時，能終於願意對我說：你愛我。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每當聽不見你的聲音，我便開始靜默。無聲的手機像沈在深深的海底，埋入軟沙中，每一滴海水都是我的眼淚。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愛著你的我，就像不會爬行至陸地的人魚，只能在海水裡潛泳。泳著自己的淚水，鹹的讓自己無法睜開雙眼。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;於是我開始走路，大量的走，唯有走的時候我感覺身邊一切，然後漸漸的遺忘了我。我將手機關上，除了這個世界的雜聲外，我不想說話也不想傾聽，我關閉自己，讓自己用最低的條件存活。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但最低的條件是甚麼？難道就是這樣的去愛？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;快樂、憂傷、疼痛、狂喜，這樣的形容詞沒有一個是屬於我。我安安靜靜，簡化自己變成一具冬眠般活著但沒有思想的生物。不去思考你和我，我就不會痛，只有不會痛，我才能繼續愛你。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;街上熱鬧異常，週末的夜晚每個人都有去向，我一直往前走，沒有人懷疑我的堅定。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;真不知道為甚麼要這樣的愛上你。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;與你給我的，沒有一樣是我熟識的。你帶來那一切挑戰，我都幾乎無法承受。你給我的震撼與學習，讓我幾乎重新的活過一次。我一直以為自己在愛情裡很晚熟，所以我才能不輕易放手。我不會衡量對錯或傷害，我只知道愛，並且一直往前衝，直到頭破血流。我還是笑著說：原來這是愛你所要學會的代價。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我心甘情願的承受，我心甘情願。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這樣的靜默該如何打破，我想當我學會愛你的時候，也許也是我離開的時候。因為那時候我才終於明白你愛的是你自己，而我應該要學會珍愛自我，我等待著那一天的來臨，然後努力不掉淚的離開。如果我要走，你是不是不會留我？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;夜深了，我走了一天，身體疼痛，將自己泡在香蜂草的浴水裡，讓汗滑過胸口，然後包裹好自己的身體和心，回到床上我要睡了。希望這世界沒有任何人吵我，也希望我的心也能真正的在沈睡裡靜默。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, went over to the natas tour fair at the expo last sat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heres a brief preview with random pictures. others will be up asap. im busy alright, busy studying. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image269.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image275.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 241px" height="602" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image290.jpg" width="325" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image282.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image289.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image297.jpg" border="0" /&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/13160647-115978593748498274?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/115978593748498274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=115978593748498274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115978593748498274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115978593748498274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/10/people-who-can-read-chinese-please.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-115954761605642779</id><published>2006-09-29T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T00:40:18.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had the first paper in the morning. and oh boy im so gonna flunk my paper 1 cos i couldnt finish writing! like wtf? its bad. bad bad bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paper 2 was alright, manage to finish before time and also had ample time to check. it was managable, thanks ah mrs H. although i still dont like you since that incident. but i must say thank you big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i still dont understand why, why why why in the hell is paper 2 so easy? ah yes im being cocky. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was gonna meet up with andy in the afternoon but he kinda freaked me and i decided to stay away from him and meet &lt;a href="http://xxingg.blogspot.com"&gt;xiong xing&lt;/a&gt;, my movie partner instead. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he first brought me to this kopitiam which i've never seen or know in 15 years of my life. im like a big sua gu there. oh ya, he treated me chicken rice. (: thanks ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... of course, we went to the movies at northpoint for 'Stay Alive' at 6.55pm and kenyo tagged along after he book out. he was kinda reluctant to watch in his army uniform at first but we persuaded him. xx was saying he look like he's from NCC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol lol lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/stayaliveposterbig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the movie was indeed superb, it is the 2nd movie that got me mumbling crap and totally freaked out after the land of the dead cos im really afraid of crawling and zombie-like human look alikes. they are definately not human, probably they were but i dont care! they dont now. =/ must be due to the long hours of the house of the dead 1,2 and 3 some time ago. i have this phobia already. shit, might have nightmares later. ahh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x'O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright alright, bout the movie, kinda hate the ending lah okay, i dont understand why frankie muniz did not die. i dont a single bit know how he can suddenly appear even after the laptop showed that he is 'game over'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you wont be able to understand unless you go watch. AND GO WATCH HOR. oh ya, smart people! go figure out the mystery please? i beg of you. tell me WHY? im fustrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;我好想...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;能这么活下去...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;没有烦恼，没有不愉快。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只有像儿时的笑容，没有心计。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;能再天真一次，听不见城市的吵扎声，没有勾心斗角...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;能和任何我爱或爱我的人在一起，没有压力，没有分离，没有争执...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;什么伤人的事都没有...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只有单纯的自己和周围的人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;连照着镜子，没有保养，没有华丽的化妆品也觉得自己很美。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有多好？不知道... 可是，真的很想...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;你... 最后一次疼爱自己是什么时候？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最后一次感受自己的心是真正的快乐或难过又是什么时候？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;偶尔试着发呆... 让自己轻松一些...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;晚安...&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/13160647-115954761605642779?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/115954761605642779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=115954761605642779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115954761605642779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115954761605642779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/09/had-first-paper-in-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-115918942314610295</id><published>2006-09-25T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T21:03:43.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bought this book cos popular got 20% off. hahahaha! =p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/ap_20060910114516611.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's pretty right? she shared all her skin care secrets. its like damn good. but the chinese standard still must have abit to understand what she's saying lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was okay, stayed a little while for maths remedial while most of the others went off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsk. i have this bad feeling. i dont know why. something bad might happen. i dont know what. i hate it. i really am afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks wen shen for accompanying me just now. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-115918942314610295?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/115918942314610295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=115918942314610295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115918942314610295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115918942314610295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/09/bought-this-book-cos-popular-got-20.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-115902853005580269</id><published>2006-09-23T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T00:22:10.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my sing bugs made me wanna go sing k today but no room was available at the partyworld. not even one single room. to kill the bugs, we went over to cck kbox. but the price can brutally kill 4 poor people like me, mingzheng, jeffrey and guowei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we gave up in the end. mingzheng and i went over to more than words to get presents for his youngest sis's birthday. that troublesome little thing! only like minnie mao (mouse) -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spend the day slacking and doing nothing. oh ya i washed the toilet. thats something i've done. tsk. this entry is shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/B1Agq728cUI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/B1Agq728cUI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;究竟你想什么&lt;br /&gt;但眼泪骗不了我&lt;br /&gt;如果是命定恋人&lt;br /&gt;为何还要对我&lt;br /&gt;如此这样残忍&lt;br /&gt;记得你曾说过&lt;br /&gt;有个爱情迷宫&lt;br /&gt;只要我们能够碰头&lt;br /&gt;就能天长地久&lt;br /&gt;如果真的爱我&lt;br /&gt;就别管怎么传说&lt;br /&gt;让自尊它无情捉弄&lt;br /&gt;关什么永恒不永恒&lt;br /&gt;我不要自己一个人&lt;br /&gt;去面对未知的迷宫&lt;br /&gt;眼看着幸福就在前头&lt;br /&gt;却无法到手&lt;br /&gt;不要自己一个人&lt;br /&gt;无助的盲目去摸索&lt;br /&gt;爱你我像个小偷&lt;br /&gt;(我可以装做不懂&lt;br /&gt;你不爱我)&lt;br /&gt;终于有了选择&lt;br /&gt;我不是你的晴空&lt;br /&gt;你的心不爱我&lt;br /&gt;只能继续委屈&lt;br /&gt;做她的替代品&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice song!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-115902853005580269?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/115902853005580269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=115902853005580269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115902853005580269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115902853005580269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-sing-bugs-made-me-wanna-go-sing-k.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-115876609031180000</id><published>2006-09-20T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T23:31:10.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>7.45pm ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just saw a miss call from him after 4 long months without even knowing what he's doing. i hate it when he says he's busy, tired, outside with friends or some crappy stupid excuse after another. but seeing it makes me wait like a fool again. though he never replies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must he really act like a spiderman? must he call and not tell me why? must he be the hero in my life? must he save me from all the unhappiness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and disappear just like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(15 minutes later from the miss call)&lt;br /&gt;a sms came. its not him. i've known him well enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(an hour later...)&lt;br /&gt;a call came, answered without realising its him. asked me to meet him later when he reach woodlands. sending someone home. must be a girl. i dont know why i thought of it this way but its very likely. i really dont know if i should meet him. really dont. some part of me wants to see him but some part of me dont really know how to face him. the tone he used was rather reluctant to see me. then why bother to call? why bother to meet? why bother to ask me out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why even bother to show up again bastard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im agitated. seriously am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(10.05pm)&lt;br /&gt;he haven't call. must be busy, again. i dont even know why i bother lah. since he dont bother much. ahh!! i dont know what im doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should forget about it. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mass run was on as usual on wednesday mornings. i walked 4 solid rounds today. like wtf. had maths test right after. getting better already. dont know why, must be the irregular visits to my tuition centre. haha. how ironic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 tests were on for today and had mother tongue listening test right after school. our chinese teacher got angry and behaved like a real gay to talk with the hand swinging all over him because marvin and samuel were playing a fool. they walked out soon after whereas yixuan and i stayed for the sake of our marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is a tiring day. no doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/ep21-2b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty right? came across their photo in the &lt;a href="http://www.mtvchinese.com"&gt;chinese mtv&lt;/a&gt; website. the girl on the right is starring as Ye Ke Lan in Magicians of Love. Her real name is Sui Tang (随堂). the other chick is called Tang Tang (堂堂). Both models lah. can never reach their height okay faggers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/3302641253354l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this? is his once dream now reality 28 or 38 i forgot years old (super) vintage vespa. yes he has a name for it. yes yes yes i know. i should stop talking bout him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to go to bed for now. cant stand everything around me. not a thing. damn, i wish i could just disappear like how he does it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-115876609031180000?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/115876609031180000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=115876609031180000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115876609031180000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115876609031180000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/09/7.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-115851410184649581</id><published>2006-09-18T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T16:14:15.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DANNY! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &amp;amp; GOOD LUCK FOR O's (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-115851410184649581?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/115851410184649581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=115851410184649581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115851410184649581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115851410184649581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/09/danny-happy-birthday-good-luck-for-os.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-115850273986189392</id><published>2006-09-17T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T22:23:26.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Please enter your full name::&lt;br /&gt;Note: Most authorities agree that the full birth name as recorded on your birth certificate is the name that must be used for all calculations involving name. Nicknames, changed names including marriage name changes do not dilute the importance of the name given to you by your parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You entered: Chua Jing Han&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 11 letters in your name.&lt;br /&gt;Those 11 letters total to 51&lt;br /&gt;There are 4 vowels and 7 consonants in your name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your number is: 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The characteristics of #6 are: Responsibility, protection, nurturing, community, balance, sympathy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The expression or destiny for #6:&lt;br /&gt;The number 6 Expression provides you a truly outstanding sense of responsibility, love, and balance. The 6 is helpful and ever conscientious, making you quite capable of rectifying and balancing any sort of inharmonious situation. You are a person very much inclined to give help and comfort to those in need. You have a natural penchant for working with the old, the young, the sick, or the underprivileged. Although you may have considerable creative and artistic talents, the chances are that you will devote yourself to an occupation that shows concern for the betterment of the community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The positive side of the number 6 suggests that you are very loving, friendly, and appreciative of others. You have a depth of understanding that produces much sympathetic, kindness, and generosity. The qualities of the 6 make the finest and most concerned parent and one often deeply involved in domestic activities. Openness and honesty is apparent in your approach to all relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is an excess of the number 6 in your makeup, you may exhibit some of the negative traits associated with this number. There may be a tendency for you to be too exacting and demanding of yourself. In this regard, you may at times sacrifice yourself (or your loved ones) for the welfare of others. In some cases, the over zealous 6 has difficulty distinguishing helping from interfering. You may have difficulty expressing your own individuality, because of involvement with responsibilities and causes. Like all with the Expression of the number 6, it's quite likely that you worry much too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Soul Urge number is: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Soul Urge number of 5 means:&lt;br /&gt;The 5 soul urge or motivation would like to follow a life of freedom, excitement, adventure and unexpected happening. The idea of travel and freedom to roam intrigues you. You are very much the adventurer at heart. Not particularly concerned about your future or about getting ahead, you can seem superficial and unmotivated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a positive sense, the energies of the number 5 make you very adaptable and versatile. You have a natural resourcefulness and enthusiasm that may mark you as a progressive with a good mind and active imagination. You seem to have a natural inclination to be a pace-setter. You are attracted to the unusual and the fast paced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may be overly restless and impatient at times. You may dislike the routine work that you are engaged in, and tend to jump from activity to activity, without ever finishing anything. You may have difficulty with responsibility. You don't want to be tied down to a relationship, and it may be hard to commit to one person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Inner Dream number is: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Inner Dream number of 1 means:&lt;br /&gt;You dream of being a leader and one who is in charge. You want to be known for your courage, daring, and original ideas. You seek unconquered heights. People may get a first impression that you are very aggressive and sure of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get to know your's &lt;a href="http://www.paulsadowski.com/Numbers.asp"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-115850273986189392?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/115850273986189392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=115850273986189392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115850273986189392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115850273986189392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/09/please-enter-your-full-name-note-most.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-115816067576663245</id><published>2006-09-16T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T00:54:30.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>13/9 ;&lt;br /&gt;on to episode 16 of 爱情魔发师 (magicians of love) now. wenshen says im a tv monster. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, I LOST MY NEW BOUGHT OIL BLOTTERS! -.- i've only used one okay and its gone now. what the... xO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, just got a new hair cut last sunday. i liked it alot but its kinda short, too short to accept the fact that fast. haha. samuel says it looks like helmet. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life... has been dead, meaningless and out of point. i dont know what im doing. someone gave me light where i thought i saw hope but i still suspect if its true. he was never there for me anyway.&lt;br /&gt;so what if you've made all the promises. a pack of lies it is. i wont care anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14/9 ;&lt;br /&gt;went over to yishun ite and i must say i really got to understand and know how they live in there. its like who cares? they smoke, dye their hair, had tattoos all over, piercings are normal and fights are just tea break time for them. i might be a little exaggerating over here but it appears to be somehow like that. forget about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched videos, had lotsa breaks and tours around. was kinda boring lah seriously, im glad i have no intention in going into ites. i might die in there. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, theres a small incident where this guy ask for yi xuan's number, wanted to be her friend but got teased by his friends cos she held me and brisked off. wahaha. can imagine his expression man. so damn embarrassed. there were also guys who whistled at us, i swear its scary. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15/8 ;&lt;br /&gt;meet up with mingzheng today and we've talked things clear. i felt sorry and so is he. im glad i talked. thanks jeffrey for the 2 hour long talk with me the night before, for all the advices and for making me smile again. i appreciate what you've done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16/9 ;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO BRENDA, HOPE EVERYTHING'S GOING WELL FOR YOU. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking about this mei of mine, it has been a long time since i saw her. we've drifted apart lah, we could have been neighbours. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, stayed at home the whole day, finish watching 爱情魔发师 (magicians of love) and finally changed my bedsheet. still wondering if i should turn up at the bbq phileo invited me to. tsk. asked too many people out, then resulting this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what can i do? darn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只要能够远远这样看着你&lt;br /&gt;看着你看着你&lt;br /&gt;就算伤心心里还是好想你&lt;br /&gt;好想你好想你&lt;br /&gt;只要能够静静这样陪着你&lt;br /&gt;陪着你陪着你&lt;br /&gt;就算分手还是选择喜欢你&lt;br /&gt;喜欢你喜欢你&lt;br /&gt;我好希望整个地球只剩下我和你&lt;br /&gt;我就能勇敢的说我还爱你&lt;br /&gt;我好希望我会忘记说再见的声音&lt;br /&gt;我不再回忆也不再伤心&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/meyou-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-115816067576663245?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/115816067576663245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=115816067576663245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115816067576663245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115816067576663245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/09/139-on-to-episode-16-of-magicians-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-115785102482117584</id><published>2006-09-10T08:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T09:20:10.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just back from sophia's, with 2 hours of sleep and the flu bug. darn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind bout the flu but wtf, thats me? never was enough but it didnt matter for now. he called me a bitch last night, yeah and a freakin' loud one somemore. was feeling like crap, cried like crap. aiyah, vocab poor already okay. no brain to think. im dead hungry and worn out but theres no one i can talk to. when you are also gone because of my fault, i did something so bad i must leave. i'll take it as you've got freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with doris and a gang of girls the day before and was almost killed by laughing. they were real nice. especially xiaohui(sec2) don mind me calling her '&lt;em&gt;boyfriend!~&lt;/em&gt;'. she's like so manly okay, they way she carry off her style, dress, talk. like everything lorh! so man okay! wahaha~ =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll update on more soon. i'm getting outta my mind. need o2jam! argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i lied... i still love you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-115785102482117584?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/115785102482117584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=115785102482117584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115785102482117584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115785102482117584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/09/just-back-from-sophias-with-2-hours-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-115734376423745213</id><published>2006-09-04T12:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T12:22:44.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blogging time! im like so bored at home, mummy insist i should go for tuition and me feeling very reluctant to do so. like tired okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its holiday, its monday, its when movies are only $6.50, its making me wanna watch 2 at one shot and i have to spend the day at tuition. yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scream! xO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have so little stuff to blog about, nothing worth the write. i dont know. and ya, pictures are still not up, i know. mom's been asking for her phone everytime i feel like uploading them and thats like 1 in the morning. she has to sleep, i know i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choir will be on tues and thurs, 1-4pm, which i die die must go as ms yee is i heard freaking fed up with me for not turning up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh~~ fucked up bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-115734376423745213?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/115734376423745213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=115734376423745213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115734376423745213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115734376423745213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/09/blogging-time-im-like-so-bored-at-home_04.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-115701466835059043</id><published>2006-08-31T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T16:57:48.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MUST BLOG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 good days without blogging. yes im not that busy zul, im just lazy. =p haha. so anyway, went to school for the teachers day celebration today and bro came as well. we watched the whole event together and had same expressions on our faces when the poems were read. like wtf are they mumbling bout?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, had lunch with fabian later on after the walk to 883 and back causeway point. almost took my life dying probably of hunger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reach home feeling real tired and skipped tuition again. i should try mugging for end of year already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyah im bored at home. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy was back home from hk on the 25th and bought the usual food, disney accessories and keychains for me. i love the ring but i don't wear bracelets or charms. how? minnie and daisy somemore leh... haha. it costs like S$20. not cheap okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to Phileo on the 26th! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else did i miss? i dont know. cant think of any right now. photos will be up soon and my blog shop will be updated asap so look out for it alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, i just need a walk alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-115701466835059043?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/115701466835059043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=115701466835059043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115701466835059043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115701466835059043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/08/must-blog-7-good-days-without-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-115635068687848954</id><published>2006-08-24T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T00:31:26.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wasted the day doing nothing. nothing at all did my brain commanded me to do. nothing came out when i really sat down to write stuff for english. nothing stopped the itch down right behind my left knee! just because of the zoo trip that day. the sun killed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its driving me crazy!! xO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant sleep till now. cant stop watchin tv. cant stop eating. how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was at choir yesterday, i fell asleep the moment i lie on the table! whats with the 'not-able-to-sleep' symtom now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUST SLEEP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-115635068687848954?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/115635068687848954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=115635068687848954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115635068687848954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115635068687848954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/08/wasted-day-doing-nothing.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-115617196977694290</id><published>2006-08-21T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T22:52:49.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>almost overslept in the morning, daddy saved me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was boring, had SS test but i scratched my head throughout. aiyah, didnt really study for it, just browsed over. physics test tomorrow!! sure kena fucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are over. yeah. like wtf, but im okay. i must be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/kite.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-115617196977694290?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/115617196977694290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=115617196977694290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115617196977694290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115617196977694290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/08/almost-overslept-in-morning-daddy.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-115608609005102822</id><published>2006-08-20T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T23:22:27.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>first and fore most, HAPPY BIRTHDAY LYNN LAOPO!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet another day passed like that, this day with bitterness and jealousy. i dont know why he became like that. he was never what he thought he is until today, i saw the other side. the ugly one at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he shouted and blamed, for what im not responsible for. made me scream on the way back home from lynn's. passerbys may think i need help walking. its all my fault, he says. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took pics btw, look so shag from the zoo trip in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was requested to do a pose where i have to make a '3' sign and them with '1' and '2'&lt;br /&gt;this is the NG shot cos couldnt see my '3' displayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;better one. dont know why but cover face then can see. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking bout the zoo trip, was kinda fun but the dowager gave scary stares. my ah ma wouldnt do that. shes the best. haha. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyah fuck everything wrong happening right now. im like so pissed off by what he said. go to hell lah alright. i wont give a damn anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;什么让人傍徨&lt;br /&gt;让人慌张&lt;br /&gt;我不怕&lt;br /&gt;因为有你的爱&lt;br /&gt;在我的心中荡漾&lt;br /&gt;新的行装&lt;br /&gt;放在手上&lt;br /&gt;放逐他&lt;br /&gt;我靠在你身旁&lt;br /&gt;将眼泪都释放&lt;br /&gt;也曾跌跌撞撞&lt;br /&gt;也曾受伤&lt;br /&gt;你的温暖&lt;br /&gt;是一扇窗&lt;br /&gt;像天空&lt;br /&gt;都降下了希望&lt;br /&gt;i fall in love&lt;br /&gt;我最爱的人&lt;br /&gt;在这个黎明时分&lt;br /&gt;你给的吻&lt;br /&gt;它洗清所有的泪痕&lt;br /&gt;我的灵魂&lt;br /&gt;i fall in love&lt;br /&gt;我最爱的人&lt;br /&gt;一辈子不要转身&lt;br /&gt;你的认真&lt;br /&gt;它抚平所有的伤痕&lt;br /&gt;cause i realy fall in love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-115608609005102822?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/115608609005102822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=115608609005102822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115608609005102822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115608609005102822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/08/first-and-fore-most-happy-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-115579388088859245</id><published>2006-08-17T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T13:51:20.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>couldnt wake up successfully for 2 days. on both choir days somemore. ah, life cant get worse. miss yee and xinyi might literally kill me next tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went over to big gangster's after tuition yesterday and had to teach his youngest brother maths plus english. i wondered how i did all that when i was his age. gives me shivers. daddy called and i kinda shouted. and was i? i didnt know till he stopped talking to me when i reach home. like i really shouted when i didnt. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, at big gangster's again, writing this crap. his youngest bro playing with my phone's video function talking almost rubbish. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so damn cute. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr soo ming cheng is so gonna get strangled by me. im dying of hunger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-115579388088859245?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/115579388088859245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=115579388088859245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115579388088859245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115579388088859245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/08/couldnt-wake-up-successfully-for-2.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-115557304938726983</id><published>2006-08-15T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T00:30:49.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;visit &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://chhristiie.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://chhristiie.blogspot.com/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; now!! my new shopping blog! support support! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thanks lah!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-115557304938726983?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/115557304938726983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=115557304938726983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115557304938726983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115557304938726983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/08/visit-httpchhristiie.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-115549146312114365</id><published>2006-08-14T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T02:05:12.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>look at the time! argh! i cant sleep. i dont know why. =/ think i'll write about something then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally washed the toilet... what?! its good news alright. at least did something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway... went over to the '7th month' dinner at 515 basketball court yesterday night. there were lesser people, more space in between tables and the not-so-attractive auction going on just in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image825.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at the amount of people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image829.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image830.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda weird dining in a court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image827.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more came. (short-skirted waitress =p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image826.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im fat and bored. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image828.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so are they. HA HA HA HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image835.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the girls my bro secretly snap. by the way, we were sitting at the same table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image831.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to snap a picture of the auction guy but i caught him instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image837.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looks freaking alike like my spiderman. ='[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why is it images of unwanted memories appear out of nowhere? why is it i mind what i see? you are never mine anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/answers.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-115549146312114365?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/115549146312114365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=115549146312114365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115549146312114365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115549146312114365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/08/look-at-time-argh-i-cant-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-115537606165679572</id><published>2006-08-12T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T17:53:19.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>seriously need to update my blog already. haha. it has been quite a while. been busy with school, cca, knee giving problems again, done reflections about myself and them. i don't want no further details bout it. irritants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;performance for the national day dinner was done on the 6th of aug at the big field beside chr. was quite a success so finally get to rest for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school this week was just... sitting around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life can be such a bore, having nothing to write bores me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy came back from chicago 2 weeks back and flew to hongkong again last week. she bought the usual snacks, food, a wallet and bag for me. this time, she bought a nintento lite whatever you call that gaming device in black for my bro. im not interested in that anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went over to bugis for shopping with angela and jesline yesterday, was late again. wanted to go over to orchard but we took the mrt on the wrong side and changed to the green line. we didnt know why we went on the train but made do with it anyway. had milo in longjohn and then walked for quite a long time at the street area in heels and it almost killed me. me bought 2 tops and 2 headbands and angela bought 2 headbands, a bracelet and a nailpolish back in cwp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont even know why i buy the 2 damn tops when i need a new bag and new shoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so to solve my problem, my shopping blog will be up very very soon. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i notice this trend of setting up shopping blogs. once told myself i'll never set one up but i really need this now. it seems so convenient! i mean you just take photos of the unwanted clothes or accessories and post them up, people may get interested, may like em and buy! how nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about the previous entry, i've made quite a wise decision on where i should turn up. haha. and zul, thanks for giving advice about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phileo!! sorry for not replying to your msg yesterday afternoon. missed cell group again cos was in the shopping mood. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i dont know what to expect from you. i've never wanted for anything from you. im sorry i broke the promise to myself... you just might not be the right guy... you might not get outta my heart.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took this meme from &lt;a href="http://fcukling.blogspot.com"&gt;fcukling&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IM BORED FOR GOD'S SAKE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Put your music player on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. Press forward for each question.&lt;br /&gt;3. Use the song title as the answer to the question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How am I feeling today?&lt;br /&gt;左边(left side) - Yang Cheng Lin &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(left side of what?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I get far in life?&lt;br /&gt;远走高飞(go far far away) - Li Sheng Jie&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; (like where?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do my friends see me?&lt;br /&gt;Material Girl - Madonna&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; (WTF!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I get married?&lt;br /&gt;Who Knew - Pink &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(-.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is my best friend's theme song?&lt;br /&gt;约定(promise made) - Guang Liang &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(we did?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the story of my life?&lt;br /&gt;反复记号(repeating mark) - Jolin Tsai &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(alright... =/)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is/was high school like?&lt;br /&gt;Love is all i need - Dong Fang Shen Qi&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; (its so not me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I get ahead in life?&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye To You - Michelle Branch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the best thing about me?&lt;br /&gt;被爱的女人(the woman being loved) - Kelly Pan Jia Li&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; (HA HA HA!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is today going to be like?&lt;br /&gt;Good Day - The Click Five&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; (is this freaky or what?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is in store for this weekend?&lt;br /&gt;Lost Without You - Delta Goodrem &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(im not)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song describes my parent(s)?&lt;br /&gt;我的骄傲 (my pride) - Rong Zhu Er&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To describe my grandparents?&lt;br /&gt;Thats When I Love You - Aslyn &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(i do)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is my life going?&lt;br /&gt;Since You've Been Gone - Kelly Clarkson&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; (then what?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does the world see me?&lt;br /&gt;Peaches and Cream - 112 feat jay z and lil kim &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(im like sweet. HA HA HA!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I have a happy life?&lt;br /&gt;真命天子(mr right) - Luo Zhi Xiang &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(no wonder...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do my friends really think of me?&lt;br /&gt;就是爱你 (just love you) - Tao Zhe &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(thanks ah!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do people secretly lust after me?&lt;br /&gt;那女孩对我说 (that girl tells me) - Huang Yi Da &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(what?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I make myself happy?&lt;br /&gt;Move Bitch - Ludacris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should I do with my life?&lt;br /&gt;牡丹江 (flower river) - Nan Quan Ma Ma &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(?? -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I ever have children?&lt;br /&gt;December - Kelly Pan Jia Li &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(im gonna have a baby in december? go to hell)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-115537606165679572?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/115537606165679572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=115537606165679572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115537606165679572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115537606165679572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/08/seriously-need-to-update-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-115461497979319068</id><published>2006-08-03T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T22:22:59.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what do you do when you have 4 events happening at the same time? and all equally important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to be continued...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-115461497979319068?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/115461497979319068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=115461497979319068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115461497979319068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115461497979319068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/08/what-do-you-do-when-you-have-4-events.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-115407129421002110</id><published>2006-07-28T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T17:49:37.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HATE ME ALRIGHT, HATE ME FOR ALL YOU CARE MR SU MING YE. I WONT GIVE A DAMN ANYMORE. I WONT FEEL BAD ABOUT IT EVER AGAIN. SO WHAT! PUI!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-115407129421002110?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/115407129421002110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=115407129421002110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115407129421002110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115407129421002110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/07/hate-me-alright-hate-me-for-all-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-115400536322276699</id><published>2006-07-27T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T21:25:06.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>actually had 2 detentions on both yesterday and the day before. was late but i skipped them anyway. nobody cares. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to ming ye on the 26th of july, which is yesterday. i was too tired to blog as i waited for his call. i felt my heart sinking when he put down the phone, my first thought was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;is this really what i want? i still have no idea. im sorry. i really am. i wanted to bring everything down, further and not that painful but it turned out harsh. its all my fault, hate me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he calls me every night no matter what. and now, i will still wait. for he is so dear, not like normal friends. more like a brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;days went on. bad decisions were made, happy moments did come but i dont know how i can handle them. the time you got to know everything was wrong, you wouldnt know how to react and vice versa. why is life so fucked up? made me not wanna trust people so easily and crappers appear outta nowhere trying to pull you down to hell. made me see life as a dread. oh forget it, i'll stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choir on tuesday was bullshit, mrs C had to show her siao attitude at us for nothing! wtf's with that? we dont owe her a single cent alright. shes giving those ass crap talks and wanted her shoes to fly right in our face but at least held back. arghs! i kept the anger in me to myself, smile all i can and felt like watching her fall down for a moment real badly. arghs! talking about it makes me sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finish watching '霍元甲' on wednesday and i like cried in class. -.- alot were telling me bout the lousy and uninteresting story line it has, all the wushu and stuff like that which is, not at all true. i, in my view thinks it is quite a inspirational movie, which tells people who think they are actually superman or superwoman to wake up and think. it aint gonna work that way. aiyah too many comments. should stop. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the good news for today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not late!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats a good enough news, to start the day in a good way. haha! rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bad news:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i broke a glass funnel during chemistry and i didnt tell mr tan ah liong. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched narnia during LCD today and its kinda nice. who got the vcd leh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leh long leh long~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english period was a dread, the relief teacher actually wrote 'keep quiet' on the board and expect us to see. he should really shout like damn loud, it does work. fell asleep and was on my mp3 when mrs song came in and i couldnt hear her waking me up. syuffuddin almost strangle me as i was too dead asleep. everyone was looking at me. =/ -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went over to cwp to get the materials for farewell party on 1 august @ 430pm, music room. choir seniors please take note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;browsed almost every other gift shop and bookstore but nothing was found. either it wasnt suitable or too costly. comics, more then words, popular, gift a name, cold storage, mini toons and cards n' such. nothing. back to comics after that to beg the SHUAI GE UNCLE to help us look for suitable ones and he did by calling the main office for stock. they did have it.&lt;br /&gt;you are welcome lah uncle. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;my mp3 is found thanks to angela 大姐 and ah teck 大哥 for taking care of it for me. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;愛一直沒走&lt;br /&gt;愛一直在我們眼前展開&lt;br /&gt;我會記得&lt;br /&gt;你所有的一切&lt;br /&gt;雖然我真的不明白&lt;br /&gt;當初為甚麼愛上你&lt;br /&gt;可是&lt;br /&gt;我已經不想明白了&lt;br /&gt;你離開的時候&lt;br /&gt;我曾經掩面痛哭&lt;br /&gt;我以為我這一輩子都沒辦法再愛了&lt;br /&gt;我以為&lt;br /&gt;我就要乾枯了&lt;br /&gt;我以為那一天後自己已經在愛情裡死亡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我一直沒有忘記你&lt;br /&gt;並不是因為我現在還愛你&lt;br /&gt;而是因為你教會了我愛&lt;br /&gt;而是因為我從你不懂的愛我的身影裡&lt;br /&gt;學會了下一次愛人&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;mr su ming zheng gonna treat me ben&amp;amp;jerry's tomorrow!! yea!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-115400536322276699?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/115400536322276699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=115400536322276699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115400536322276699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115400536322276699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/07/actually-had-2-detentions-on-both.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-115367348610219531</id><published>2006-07-24T00:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T00:51:26.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOST MY MP3!! HOW? ANYONE HELP! ANYONE SEEN MY MP3 AROUND? PLEASE RETURN IT TO ME!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-115367348610219531?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/115367348610219531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=115367348610219531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115367348610219531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115367348610219531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-lost-my-mp3-how-anyone-help-anyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-115367342130655373</id><published>2006-07-24T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T22:40:08.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woke up around 3pm. stayed home, did nothing and missed him somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reach home kinda late the night before. sorry for not having photos. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went over to marina for steamboat as its ming ye and eh... i forgot her name's birthday. i was late again. people were waiting for me like as always. cant blame sam for being angry already. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got on the mrt around 7plus and they were fooling around. stupid guo wei say i look china and jeffery was acting gay. there was this other guy who keep saying the hard gay 'Okay', like me! HAHA! got to know the birthday girl and another girl called Felicia. shes a mixed blood, damn pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay~ ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to wait for ah di when we reach there and chat with ming zheng then i tried the china accent. jeffery and guowei heard me then they start this stupid conversation, which i dont really know what they talking about. i just keep laughing. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked for quite awhile before we can really settle down. the venue was 镇发活海鲜 'zhen fa huo hai xian'. food was okay, had 2 person to serve me. so nice of them to. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got kinda sick cos the stupid smoke kept blowing in my face, had stomachaches and ming zheng brought me to the arcade nearby to have some fresh air, but to my surprise, the arcade was as well crowded. at least without the smoke lah. haha. played time crisis with him and i kept dying in the game, kinda sucked so all the tokens were used by me and got comments like im very tomboy cos i took off my heels when playing. sorry leh! argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;set off to the kopitiam near their house along with jeffery after that and they started chatting in thai, hakka, canto and hokkien! which i can only understand hokkien! make me catch no ball. -.- so anyway, mingye's uncle was also there along with his friend so they ask me stupid stuff like how old i am and stuff like that. keep making me think he is some bad guy. LOL. on the other hand, all of them except for me, ming zheng and their uncle was drunk and sprouting nonsense which i have totally no idea what the hell the mumbling bout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ming zheng halt a nice cab for me home around 2am. (: which the uncle was real nice, watch me go up the lift in his car and told me to use weapons like key or makeup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i think i've found my new best friend...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and met the only one who gives me the same feeling after my spiderman... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;is it really you? i just hope its all true.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-115367342130655373?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/115367342130655373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=115367342130655373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115367342130655373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115367342130655373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/07/woke-up-around-3pm.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-115314979531449946</id><published>2006-07-17T23:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T00:02:25.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>momma away for the 1st day. NOBODY WAKE ME UP LORH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyah anyway, today's a fun day i suppose. missed some of the fun during due to not wearing the attire. i mean, who cares right. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr ben got kicked in the eye (ouch*) by miss almighty toa xiaolin of 3n2. wahaha! and haiqal was changing beside me, with boxers on of course. -.- he went on just as normal, i wonder how he did that and while he asked me how he could surprise his gf, i had this question crossing my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;why is he the first person i know doing this? and not for me somemore. tsk tsk. ding dong! obviously the wrong bf choices in the past. =/&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the periods were just going away like how time did. school is... typical. dont expect alot from it alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tried china accent with emilene jie, xiao rui jie and stella. they were exclaiming that i sound just like it and really made me regret trying to mimick. the reason was probably due to the fact that i just hate it when people say i look china. most people gave remarks like that and its driving me nuts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how in the hell and in what freaking way do i look like them? me being a chinese doesnt refer to me must look china! i've had enough! so dont ever say that in my face or else... ? or else lorh. let you know then is not or else liao okay. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty late for tuition. forget the changed time and i had to rush down.&lt;br /&gt;people with no life has nothing extravagant to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-artistic-truth.blogspot.com"&gt;reeve&lt;/a&gt; asked for a lullaby, and i gave him one right in his tagboard. i wrote it myself according to his latest entry. kinda stupid lah huh. last minute write leh, don hiam hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw this from&lt;a href="http://fcukling.blogspot.com"&gt; fcukling&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ozDh4NQveJs" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INTRODUCING... BIANCA RYAN!&lt;br /&gt;this video made me cry for no reason. her voice is unbelievable, like what the judge said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thing is, SHES FREAKING 11 YEARS OLD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;entry to airport will be up tomorrow. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-115314979531449946?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/115314979531449946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=115314979531449946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115314979531449946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115314979531449946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/07/momma-away-for-1st-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-115306611461116848</id><published>2006-07-16T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T18:28:36.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh yes im back, and a captain to be. (: thanks to Phileo, i went to catch Pirates of the Carribean, so pardon me for still being into it. HAHA! Orlando Bloom so SHUAI! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/deadmanschest_standee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/keira_knightley63.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the girl is called Keira Knightley and is starring as Elizabeth Swann&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you haven't seen it, go for it alright. YAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, went to the airport in the early afternoon to send my momma off to Chicago. meanwhile, had lunch at 三盅两件 (soup restaurant).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image785.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the half eaten 白斩鸡 &lt;em&gt;'bai zhan ji' &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image786.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scallop and black chicken soup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image787.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favourite kang kong! xO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image789.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*saliva drip* =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image788.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum's candid shot (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image790.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image791.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im bored. haha, bro tryin to pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image792.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image794.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking weird here. whats with the stupid smile?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image796.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he tries again. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image800.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image799.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mango ice cream at swensen's. all my favs lah. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image804.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;banana crumble!! apple taste better. we couldn't finish it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image802.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad wanted this for a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image803.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like father like son. they love the fries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be so dead without momma, she must wake me up. how. =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-115306611461116848?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-115242434070114294</id><published>2006-07-09T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T13:52:20.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it has been almost 2 weeks since i blog. nobody misses this anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've done everything i need to do and i feel alittle better. school, choir, tuition and church filled up my life, made me busy and somehow made me stop looking for you in the crowd. i know you hate church... but every prayer i said with my heart is meant for you. i thank Lord for bringing you into me and never blame for taking you away but question him for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's this guest speaker at the church last night and he spoke about relationships with people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'being good is a choice while turning bad is a influence.', 'you do not determine the views people have on you, the people around you does.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its quite a long talk, for about a hour and a half so i cant really remember much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school is busy, so is choir... im so far apart again, like the day to PHS. was so angry although i tried, life was meant to be unfair. but i never expect this change where i dont feel the belonging to them. everything is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也许我只是自己骗自己，以为我还可以拥有你，最后才知道这只是个哄小孩的骗局。&lt;br /&gt;也许。。。 我根本不是你的唯一， 你只是不想伤害我而已。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谢谢你的陷阱。。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-115242434070114294?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/115242434070114294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=115242434070114294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115242434070114294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115242434070114294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/07/it-has-been-almost-2-weeks-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-115149918599336574</id><published>2006-06-28T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T20:53:06.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>我想你的痛已到心底，再也收不回去...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27/6 ;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day of school and highlight of the day goes to the early dismissal. =D we just started with the chemistry lesson with our new teacher Mr Tan Siong Liong when the alarm rang. everyone were chanting bout the unbearable sun but i was smart enough to go under the umbrella held in the hands of the canteen uncle. he was so nice okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, choir practice was still on although the early dismissal. =/ had to learn the dance steps for upcoming speech day and national day dinner. it was kinda different having to watch the video and teach at the same time. they could have just watched that and we can all learn together. i dont know but thats the way they work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couldnt stand the freaking strong air con in the AVA room and felt real dizzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;presbetarian? or is it presbertarian? i dont know how to spell it but the high school at yio chu kang was one of my ideal school to go to. HAHA! anyway, interested choir members are going for a small concert there by a school choir from Taipei next friday. heard they are 1st in the country. so its probably gonna be a eye opener for us singaporean &lt;em&gt;'sua gus'.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can take joke right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28/6 ;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to Kai Hong, my friend since primary 2. LOL. such a cute darling loved boy he is, cute forever. =p aiyah, anyway, its been a long time since i spoke to him. probably some weeks ago before the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mass run was fucked up. had to go for 3 rounds. lessons... eh, you know school and teachers... what else? =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh~ gonna go into dreams soon. need plenty of rest for tomorrow... choir practice again, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-115149918599336574?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/115149918599336574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=115149918599336574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115149918599336574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115149918599336574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-115133839532727571</id><published>2006-06-27T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T00:13:15.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FAGGERS!! MILO PING IS OUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that &lt;em&gt;'bao' &lt;/em&gt;with no &lt;em&gt;'liao'.&lt;/em&gt; gay boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dammit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now what? revival round again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry okay, i dont have that america's time to go watch superband if not for milo ping and juz b. either of them should back instead of the other gay boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAHH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta go catch some sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你还是我的唯一... (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-115133839532727571?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/115133839532727571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=115133839532727571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115133839532727571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115133839532727571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/06/faggers-milo-ping-is-out-and-that-bao.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-115125546799437082</id><published>2006-06-25T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T01:11:08.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i kinda predicted i'll get home and be so dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;voila! i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;told my mom i'll be back in the evening but watched the teenage icon @ tampines mall so reach home around 10pm when there's still school tomorrow. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/NathanielHartono.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nathaniel Hartono! winner of the teenage icon 2005. sings like &lt;a href="http://www.michaelbuble.com"&gt;Michael Buble&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;em&gt;shuai! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we watch that for a reason of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/DSCF2407.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tony Chao! he looks like Raven when he smiles and somehow very Jia Jun. like damn lookalike. must be the long lost brother of either one. well... he's Net's friend so we went over to support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/DSCF2408.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala~ heard he can sing real well but doesnt seem like it today. its probably due to nervousness lah. i know the feeling real well. HURHUR~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got quite tired passing by the same shop everytime and all the walking on heels are killing me so we went for some relaxation session in the...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/DSCF2412.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/DSCF2414.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty In Tokyo !! okay i look like... =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in the mean while, saw &lt;a href="http://magicalwei.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ziwei&lt;/a&gt;'s shoes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/DSCF2388.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/DSCF2390.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fucked up pretty!! (she made them herself. o.o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/DSCF2383.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other she made. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's so freakingly talented. goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;results were announced at about 8pm and he got in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE GOT IN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY! NET WAS LIKE HAPPY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/never.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;一整天在彷徨的那人群中，我总期待看见你的影子，其它的都仿佛不在视线... 我不贪心，只要微微见到背影就够了... 真的...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;曾竟拥有的 是否会像颗流星光芒绚丽划过天际 消失后毫无痕迹&lt;br /&gt;如果我的感觉让你逃闭，那我宁愿放在心底... 永远保留这个秘密&lt;br /&gt;我要谢谢你给我那一天的回忆，它就像我这一生唯一的奇迹...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-115125546799437082?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/115125546799437082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=115125546799437082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115125546799437082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115125546799437082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-kinda-predicted-ill-get-home-and-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-115118139361438413</id><published>2006-06-25T04:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T04:38:59.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RAH!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ARGHS!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IM STILL DOING MY HOMEWORK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PROUD OF MYSELF. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WAHAHA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GONNA FAINT ANY SECOND ESPECIALLY AFTER &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THE DRINK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AHHH~~!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-115118139361438413?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/115118139361438413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=115118139361438413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115118139361438413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115118139361438413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/06/rah-arghs-im-still-doing-my-homework.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-115115772267929141</id><published>2006-06-25T03:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T04:12:57.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kinda tired to blog. so restless. probably due to the fact that school's gonna reopen the day after tomorrow. =/ my homework is still untouched. drats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to church with Phileo yesterday and got to know quite a number of new friends like Grace(she's drop dead nice and enthu, looks like Candice from Superstar), Arthur(a guy from the first batch in our school), Qifang(i dont know why but she looks damn familiar), Aaron(dont really talk much), Samuel(we just shoke hands. o.o). saw people like Ben Leong, Christopher, Kai Shing, Wei Qi... blah blah blah... overall, the performances were real hilarious and we sang quite alot of song. i really enjoyed and... i prayed to God for &lt;em&gt;you... (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went over to douby ghaut for a outdoor small concert after that with the gang. got to the front and saw everything clearly. it's been such a long time since i do stuff like that. haha. must thank them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reach home about 11pm. Phileo sent me home. haha, he's nice. keep feeding me sweet. HURHUR~ likes to copy me and has cobwebs in his kitchen cupboards. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing to write about today. just went to ah ma's house and drank red ruby vodka when i reach home. kinda dizzy now. =/ but.. still have to do my homework and change my bedsheets. its like 3am now. drats. RAHH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-115115772267929141?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/115115772267929141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=115115772267929141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115115772267929141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115115772267929141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/06/kinda-tired-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-115100337081331587</id><published>2006-06-23T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T03:12:01.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>choir was fun. i didnt know girls start at 2pm so got there early and listened to the guys warm up. absolutely lacking confidence. =/ how? richard~! help them please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things got better when the girls came in. ms yee joked around and the sec 1&amp;amp;2s sang damn soft as usual. i have no idea how to make them improve. the meeting after practice was kinda long, talked bout relations in the group, costumes... blah blah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home straight after. a boring day as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to know this twin brother online. HAHA! the thing is, they didnt know! i got to know the younger brother first on friendster and then the elder brother doing the same thing. i was confused, them looking alike, having the alike names. i thought something was wrong. xD cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting up with Phileo tomorrow afternoon. LOL. how unusual... -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xiaorui jie, chill alright. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-115100337081331587?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/115100337081331587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=115100337081331587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115100337081331587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115100337081331587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/06/choir-was-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-115088428701332351</id><published>2006-06-21T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T20:54:42.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY 17TH BIRTHDAY (20/6) TO EUNICE MUMMY! (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love and miss you alot okay. stay pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rushed off to habourfront mrt to meet up with joseph for sentosa trip the day before yesterday. i got startled by my lynn laopo there and i screamed! haha. so anyway, this whole thing was all last minute, had to bring clothes for bro as well. the mrt trip was freaking long. had no idea why people were staring at me. its probably due to my hair, i had it plaited. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/19-06-06_1832.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while waiting. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image750.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and bro in the resort room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image749.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bro trying to screw jeremy. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image747.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;them trying to pose for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image748.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uncle scolding him. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weird? why dont have joseph? he went to look for his girlfriend. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first day was short and we did almost nothing. watched superband and Shinobi is out. i dont bother. i've got angry once for Juz-B went out and i'll probably go crazy again if they put 迷路兵 again. RAHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/19-06-06_2213.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i got bored. blue lens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up around 10plus the next morning. showered and went over to siloso beach for bicycle training and the guys for basketball. its the 2nd time i got on a bicycle and i still dont know how to ride the damn thing. joseph, chun leong, peng guan came to help but i still cant catch the tempo to it. joseph's dad helped soon after, told me to push and paddle but i still cant get it. instead, i mastered the kicking and pushing part. how to paddle? i keep falling duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guys went on to the pariss restaurant after that at tampines mall. great stuff there, got their member so i can go for a free meal on my birthday. the others i bring gets 5-10%, 10 person allows me to have a 1/2 kg cake. but meals there are kinda expensive lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally home after the 4 of us having to squeeze in the back seat. its kinda fun lah but i missed wearing a bikini, and that i dont have one. =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-115088428701332351?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/115088428701332351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=115088428701332351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115088428701332351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115088428701332351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/06/happy-17th-birthday-206-to-eunice.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-115064835313426176</id><published>2006-06-18T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T22:27:49.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today, is a day worth remembering. because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;he finally reply to my messages already!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(although he stopped when i ask him when he's free =/)&lt;br /&gt;and afterall, its like he never forget about me okay. i was grinning all along after he replied. he's still the same, likes to say that im rubbish. he finally got his light green vespa, still working like hell... i should stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;its father's day!! 老爸的一天!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so must enjoy lorh. woke up damn early and the whole family got over to people's park shopping centre or something like that for lunch. i love everything there and its making me real hungry now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought lotsa rubbish and saw the folk's high school classmates, who are married as well. heard they got to know each other through my parents. cute right. =D i and my bro thought they had 5 kids, which turns out to be 3. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got home soon after. was real bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17/6 ;&lt;br /&gt;slept till 4 in the afternoon and headed to cwp with my momma. bought jeans and its freaking plain. =/ dont even know why i bought that. maybe the comfy level was high enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16/6 ;&lt;br /&gt;was late again to meet up with weisiang. bugis sucked, ate pastamania (he has never tried pastamania! rahh! whats wrong with him? =/)&lt;br /&gt;i bought nothing but earrings in the street so we went down to marina square straight after. nothing much to look at as well. bought a top for $32.90, thinking back, its kinda expensive. met up with ming ye as well, i'll always remember the mrt boys' incident. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;22/4, the first time we met... ate burger and onion rings you made for me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1/5, the first and probably the last time we meet up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;21/5, you finally replied 2 messages after so long &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;18/6, i got 8 replies and you hide away again when i ask...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;如果你等得太久，请相信我不曾停过。想装上翅旁飞到你身后。爱很浓，心很空。该怎么停在你心中？这深藏已久的寂寞... 时间带不走。爱很多，心很痛。究竟有多少次错过？这唯一的承诺深深埋在心中，我却无法开口。相信放在心中，原随时为你保留。疼爱在我口袋，别让风把它带走。思念不能放开，它就像潮水难以回收。就算相拥一秒钟，就已足够。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-115064835313426176?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/115064835313426176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=115064835313426176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115064835313426176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115064835313426176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/06/today-is-day-worth-remembering.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-115022389284204994</id><published>2006-06-13T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T23:14:30.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;xin yuan, happy birthday!! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent the day watching 恶魔在身边 i borrowed from serene jie the day before. did nothing else. ate lotsa lotsa chocolate, had break out on the face, cried like hell and only ate dinner. fuck life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9/6 ;&lt;br /&gt;met up with zhengkang for movie cos he had no one to accompany him and i'm free. daddy wanted to go as well but its all last minute so he went on with brother. x-men 3 was great, dont know why people were saying it sucked. so weird okay, its one of the best. haha. zhengkang is real nice. thanks lah! haha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10/6 ;&lt;br /&gt;as promised, met up with weisiang for movie. saw pk and gang, as usual thinking the guy beside me is my boyfriend. he is definately nice, quiet and scary. yes scary! he dont even talk till i ask him for opinions. -.- most quiet date ever. and i must admit that this is one of the very rare time i have nothing to talk about. im like talkative and hyper crazy but he totally turn me off. but he's nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11/6 ;&lt;br /&gt;facial at the slimming sanctury at marina square level 1. the beauticians there are cuties and i must admit that they really know skin. alot alot about it! facial rocked and got my eyebrows trimmed as well. i faggingly love it. bought a $70+ treatment serum thing for blackheads and mom like bought nothing. headed to secret recipe for lunch and i ate the famous lamb and butter rice. mummy talked bout me and how i really misbehave all along, about dad and then i started crying. i dont know why, just cant take the blow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12/6 ;&lt;br /&gt;woke up real late and missed meeting up with adrian to mediacorp for my first shooting as part time of course. i was so lost when i got there at around 11.15am and i dont even know how to get to the radiogate. (which i have been passing by the place for upteen times when i go watch the staridol months ago.) i never notice! got there and went over to wardrobe and make up room to get ready then rush off to suntec city to pick up joshua, shaun and some other part times. i met joyce, wan ting and algie when i reach mediacorp, then we start making friends and stuff like that. they are real fun peeps, esp. algie. she's like me, joined campus superstar and got called up for audition, first time there and damn excited bout the shooting later. so coincidently, we got paired up to act with joshua. its ridiculous! she's 168cm tall and we got paired up? what rubbish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and and... he's like a faggot! i wasn't really sure about grabbing his hand (for the script) and he went: " 我很恐怖啊？抓我的手啦！我会咬你啊？"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"会..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he kept quiet. HAHA! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after different different explanations and rehersing, we finally end the shooting at around 5.30pm and met up with adrian. he's the hairstylist for singapore idol and most the idols for that round are there. i don really have any impressions on them! (except for if i were to see johnathan or paul twohill. xD) instead, lucify and brods from superband caught my attention. dont know why they walking around also. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-115022389284204994?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/115022389284204994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=115022389284204994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115022389284204994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/115022389284204994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/06/xin-yuan-happy-birthday-i-spent-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-114976211761578961</id><published>2006-06-08T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T18:21:58.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was so late for choir today. headed for lunch with angela, pk, angeline, wenshen, sam and shangying after that and home.&lt;br /&gt;boring boring boring day then mediacorp called. asked me for part time at i not stupid 2 sitcom. LOL. can see joshua okay. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.15am at radiogate. where the hell is radio gate? -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another difficult question after the annex building. wtf! whats the point for such a big building? put everything together lah! easier right. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and how in the hell can i get there without cab? fuck lah, mediacorp is a damn big chore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-114976211761578961?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/114976211761578961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=114976211761578961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114976211761578961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114976211761578961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/06/was-so-late-for-choir-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-114969961705680667</id><published>2006-06-07T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T01:09:28.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its the worst day i've ever had alright. i dont wanna talk bout it anymore. RAHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with jeffrey with ah chuan, serene jie and some other friend of he's. slack and crap all the while, did nothing and ate long john. most boring day ever. i have nothing else to write about. imagine the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arghs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;brother's birthday photos ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image185.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;birthday boy =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image742.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;candid shot by kor kor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image190.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without make up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only tasty soup. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image192.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sotong rings. if only they are onion rings, i miss those he made ='[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image194.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;momma's share of lousy stone-like lamb chop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image195.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image196.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lousy well done steak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image197.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please look at the difference! i'm never going back to cwp's swensens for steak __&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image744.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image745.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;desserts! i like em though (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-114969961705680667?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/114969961705680667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=114969961705680667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114969961705680667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114969961705680667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/06/its-worst-day-ive-ever-had-alright.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-114952990414653455</id><published>2006-06-06T01:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T01:51:44.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy birthday brother. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th of june. a memorable day for some people. for my brother, it's his birthday. its some body else's birthday at swensen we met today. it's the day rui jie got her everything one year ago. it's kit and peng's one year anniversary if i got the date correct. that's some i know. i got so shock when he went over the table with only girls and asked for the girl celebrating her birthday. okayy~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got up real late this morning, ate lotsa rubbish and lunch. i slacked for awhile, got ready and went over to cwp for dinner with the family. pictures will be up tomorrow cos they are in my mom 's hp and she went to bed early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swensen's main courses suck. the soup and the desserts taste heavenly. i dont know what they want. dont serve main course lah! lamb taste like rock and my steak is well done! fuck i cant stand my steak well done. i like it bloody and soft. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arghs, meeting adrian for breakfast tomorrow morning. at 10 lorh! he's trying to kill me. xO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4/6 ;&lt;br /&gt;i'll name it the 2 ba kut teh day! which is 2day aka today! alright enough rubbish said. it goes like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;early morning, christie woke up around 11 to meet up with fabian for a brunch date and she wanted to eat ba kut teh. fabian was in a hurry so christie went home and wanted to catch a movie with nicholas but her daddy was preparing to cook ba kut teh for her because he remembered the idiotic girl wanting to eat ba kut teh for a couple of days. on the other hand, nicholas has no money so christie went home for the ba kut teh her daddy cooked. they lived happily ever after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D how nice. i finished a day's entry in like 3 sentences. wahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-114952990414653455?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/114952990414653455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=114952990414653455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114952990414653455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114952990414653455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/06/happy-birthday-brother_06.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-114926858729400892</id><published>2006-06-03T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T01:16:27.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just realise i missed the part i gonna say how i reacted to the pay. LOL. i think i went out of space while i wrote that. i was gonna say, im like so... eh... im still lost for words. just surprised by the amount. i've stated them in my tag if you are interested. LOL. for the love of god, if you think its like wow stuff, its nothing great lah seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed my period&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did nothing. alright? don make wild guesses. i dont know why, its maybe my family heritance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayed at home the whole day, jeffrey wanted to meet but i cant and he's going down to boat quey for ah di's birthday. i slacked the whole damn day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED TUITION! IN SMALL GROUP FOR MATHS AND COMBINED SCIENCE. IM SERIOUS. ANY KIND HEARTED SOUL HELP ME LOOK OUT FOR IT. THANKS EH. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-114926858729400892?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/114926858729400892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=114926858729400892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114926858729400892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114926858729400892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-just-realise-i-missed-part-i-gonna.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-114917285030021916</id><published>2006-06-01T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T22:49:13.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it was choir on tuesday, early dismissal so met up with nicholas and he made me wait again. i hate to wait and he is doing all that shit. i ate and spent alot, shadows and images of him kept popping up in my mind. i had to get him off. i have to. =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;audition at mediacorp the next day, saw wendy and another girl. it went quite well overall, had to read script from [星闪闪] the channel 8 show kinda stuff. she told me bout the pay and i was like, ' eh, we are also then the stupid shoe gave me trouble again, i fell down on my way back to the exit and had lotsa blisters. met up with javier at the toa payoh mrt station. he was like nice to treat me to movie and lunch... and dinner. haha! but i spent all my money on other stuff like clothes and taxi fare. even adrian dont know the cheaper way to get to that freaking place. who else help me? get there without a cab, i meant mediacorp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we watched da vinci code. its better then expected and i understand the whole thing although i missed quite some part of the book. its actually quite straight forward if you know what they are talking about. like the holy grail, it can be quite confusing for people who dont know stuff like that. all 话中有话. -.- im quite lost for words. i meant what they said has a deeper meaning to it. something like that. pardon me alright. i haven't been very clear minded since labour day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright alright alright... its a good catch. go for it! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, i also went around town for shopping, bought blossomz's shorts for like $32.90, zara's stripped shirt for $39.90, some hairbands at the heeren for like $2.90 each. i have to stop spending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to a kopitiam at yishun with javier and met up with his friends after that. there's this guy who's so hilarious lorh! all rubbish talk and i cannot tahan him at all. i ate very little. the noodle was too spicy for me. i hate spiced up food. turns me off big time but i like laksa though. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choir practise again today, and will be for the rest of the tuesdays and thursdays in the holidays. its going on pretty well but the boys have to buck up, and i mean alot. too soft and unsure about what they are doing. jiayou! richard jiayou! hahahaha! richard is my idol okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nicholas wanted to meet but i have to wait again so i got angry and went off, was actually meeting jeffrey but he had to attend to something else so i continued o2jam. this nicholas bought me chocolates to apologise. im not that angry already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i might stop blogging. depends on the amount of readers i have. it seems like i have very hardly a handful. so if you read, tag me, tell me and remind me that i still have you. its very very nice to know people read your stuff and know your thoughts alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my, i sound pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;呼吸著一種孤獨的味道&lt;br /&gt;心跳在你沉默以後慢慢的被淡忘掉&lt;br /&gt;我笑了笑 反正你看不到&lt;br /&gt;我要的幸福 遺落在你懷抱&lt;br /&gt;當愛失了焦 那些最初的美好&lt;br /&gt;早被你擱在一角&lt;br /&gt;街上擁擠人潮 走著看著都是催眠符號&lt;br /&gt;記憶停不了 穿過讀你的心跳&lt;br /&gt;穿過想你的味道 我只想不被打擾&lt;br /&gt;假裝多好 我只要 只想要 再擁有一秒&lt;br /&gt;去相信你的擁抱 一直會讓我依靠&lt;br /&gt;繼續等待 還心甘情願的不想逃&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當愛失了焦 那些最初的美好&lt;br /&gt;早被你擱在一角&lt;br /&gt;街上擁擠人潮 走著看著都是催眠符號&lt;br /&gt;記憶停不了 穿過讀你的心跳&lt;br /&gt;穿過想你的味道 我只想不被打擾&lt;br /&gt;假裝多好 我只要 只想要 再擁有一秒&lt;br /&gt;去相信你的擁抱 一直會讓我依靠&lt;br /&gt;繼續等待 心甘情願不想逃&lt;br /&gt;假裝多好 依然是 依然是 曖昧的tone調&lt;br /&gt;一個人無理取鬧 兩人世界的煎熬&lt;br /&gt;我被自己困在自己設下的圈套&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;像是駝鳥 相信時間是唯一解藥&lt;br /&gt;視而不見 傻到了無可救藥&lt;br /&gt;其實早明瞭 你的愛已隨風飄&lt;br /&gt;想要找 再也找不到&lt;br /&gt;假裝多好 我只要 只想要 再擁有一秒去&lt;br /&gt;相信你的擁抱 還心甘情願的不想逃&lt;br /&gt;假裝多好 依然是 依然是 曖昧的tone調&lt;br /&gt;一個人無理取鬧 兩人世界的煎熬&lt;br /&gt;我被自己困在自己設下的圈套&lt;br /&gt;假裝自己 已解開冰冷的手銬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-114917285030021916?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/114917285030021916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=114917285030021916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114917285030021916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114917285030021916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/06/it-was-choir-on-tuesday-early.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-114888491138148231</id><published>2006-05-29T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T14:41:51.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mummy and daddy left for thailand early morning on thursday and came back yesterday night after me and my brother return from ah ma house. and surprise surprise, ah toot stays in block 211 which is just beside my ah ma's block 213. haha! and of course, the both of them came back with alot alot of food, absolute ruby red vodka and honey choya. photo will be up in the night i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday was a day off, stayed at home to sleep and watch 'Love In Harvard'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with Javier and Nicholas on friday to partyworld at town and it cost us a good $90plus. i had to wait for the stupid nicholas for few hours before going. was dying of anger then but he sang quite well, accompanied and treat me for dinner so i kinda forgived him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday was another home stay for my vcd show and i finished watching everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;called mediacorp's Wendy this morning, and the previous 2 mornings and afternoons. she finally picked up. going for audition this wednesday at 11.20am. how fun. haha! wish me luck or something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-114888491138148231?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/114888491138148231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=114888491138148231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114888491138148231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114888491138148231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/05/mummy-and-daddy-left-for-thailand.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-114848972446996687</id><published>2006-05-25T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T00:55:24.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>skipped dinner with momma and went for movie with my Eunice mummy and her friend. (: watched 'Over The Hedge'. a real good catch cos we laughed so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/overthehedge_bigreleaseposter.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he is being all sensitive and another is driving me crazy. what the hell should i do? why wont they ever understand? okay maybe i made them not understand me. should i even believe what he said? i believed but i just dont know if i should.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-114848972446996687?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/114848972446996687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=114848972446996687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114848972446996687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114848972446996687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/05/skipped-dinner-with-momma-and-went-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-114846621047150230</id><published>2006-05-24T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T18:23:30.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i skipped school again on tuesday because i had to go for my spinal monthly check up, which is changed to yearly now if my spine on the next visit is in good condition. the degree increased a little if u ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cough syrup made me dizzy throughout the whole day. i'm like alway so weak to those fugly stuff. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to wisma for a chess set my momma's credit card company gave and its real heavy, we had to carry it while looking for food and going home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to school today. o.o what a joke. my classmates laughed at it cos i always turn up on mondays and tuesdays. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and... i passed mass run timing. LOL.&lt;em&gt; 'miracle'&lt;/em&gt; is the word to describe all that happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class was real fun, its career a-z workshop or something like that, i forgot. the coach is a guy named Stephen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's real fun, always tongue tied and damn cute. my cup of tea. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yixuan, ting hui and i went up to class right after the recess and talked to him about being our &lt;em&gt;'mountain'&lt;/em&gt;, so we wouldn't get caught by anyone for not going to assembly. he told us about his friends speaking very &lt;em&gt;'lok cock'&lt;/em&gt; (lousy) chinese and one of these guy went to the kopitiam one day wanting to buy a &lt;em&gt;'zha dan chao fan'&lt;/em&gt; (fried egg with rice) and another guy buying &lt;em&gt;'niu he fen' (&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;he was trying to say beef hor fun but sounded like beef and shit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, asked for their names and got answers like ' Christine and Christina ' just because im called Christie. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he believed it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then some idiot went to tell him our real names. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played o2jam again. they should open another channel. 2o slots are not enough lah brother. i got full combo for milk chocolate normal! im proud, yes but i still cant get through V3 normal. i almost did. RAHH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner with momma later. im hungry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-114846621047150230?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/114846621047150230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=114846621047150230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114846621047150230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114846621047150230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-skipped-school-again-on-tuesday.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-114828955535624867</id><published>2006-05-22T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T23:00:41.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay this whole 'not going to school' thing is definately killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked to school, saw jingren but was late and real sick so went home. i went to the doctor at around 23o. the &lt;em&gt;'sua ku'&lt;/em&gt;(mountain tortoise) me was terrified by the term 'infected throat'. for that, it cost me $20!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RUBBISH! waste money only lorh. ah, quite alot of medicine were given anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent the rest of the time at home for vcd and o2jam. the lozenges is gorey. numbs my mouth sia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant get the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'im very stubborn, must insist'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; thought outta my head. its all because of you lah! rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I AM SAD! I MISS YOU! SEE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna say something all outta point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY SMALLEST TOE IS BLEEDING NOW!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i need you. ='[&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-114828955535624867?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/114828955535624867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=114828955535624867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114828955535624867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114828955535624867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/05/okay-this-whole-not-going-to-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-114813803005440644</id><published>2006-05-20T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T23:21:43.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alright no one tagged me but im bored okay?! i hate you fucker son of a bitch. xO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can only say YES or NO.&lt;br /&gt;You are NOT ALLOWED to explain ANYTHING unless someone comments and asks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Taken a picture naked? NO&lt;br /&gt;2. Painted your room? NO&lt;br /&gt;3. Made out with a member of the same sex? NO&lt;br /&gt;4. Drove a car? NO&lt;br /&gt;5. Danced in front of your mirror? YES&lt;br /&gt;6. Had a crush? YES&lt;br /&gt;7. Been dumped? YES&lt;br /&gt;8. Stole money from friend? NO&lt;br /&gt;9. Gotten in a car with people you just met? NO&lt;br /&gt;10. Been in a fist fight? NO&lt;br /&gt;11. Snuck out of your house? YES&lt;br /&gt;12. Had feelings for someone who didn’t have them back? YES&lt;br /&gt;13. Been arrested? NO&lt;br /&gt;14. Made out with a stranger? NO&lt;br /&gt;15. Met up with a member of the opposite sex somewhere? YES&lt;br /&gt;16. Left your house with out telling your parents? YES&lt;br /&gt;17. Had a crush on your neighbor? NO&lt;br /&gt;18. Ditched school to do something more fun? YES&lt;br /&gt;19. Slept in a bed with a member of the same sex? YES&lt;br /&gt;20. Seen someone die? YES&lt;br /&gt;21. Been on a plane? YES&lt;br /&gt;22. Kissed a picture? NO&lt;br /&gt;23. Slept in until 3PM? YES&lt;br /&gt;24. Love or miss someone right now? YES&lt;br /&gt;25. Laid on your back and watched cloud shapes go by? YES&lt;br /&gt;26. Made a snow angel? YES&lt;br /&gt;27. Played dress up? YES&lt;br /&gt;28. Cheated while playing a game? YES&lt;br /&gt;29. Been lonely? YES&lt;br /&gt;30. Fallen asleep at work/school? YES&lt;br /&gt;31. Been to a club? NO&lt;br /&gt;32. Felt an earthquake? NO&lt;br /&gt;33. Touched a snake? YES&lt;br /&gt;34. Ran a red light? YES&lt;br /&gt;35. Been suspended from school? YES&lt;br /&gt;36. Had detention? YES&lt;br /&gt;37. Been in a car accident? NO&lt;br /&gt;38. Hated the way you look? YES&lt;br /&gt;39. Witnessed a crime? YES&lt;br /&gt;40. Pole danced? NO&lt;br /&gt;41. Been lost? YES&lt;br /&gt;42. Been to the opposite side of the country? YES&lt;br /&gt;43. Felt like dying? YES&lt;br /&gt;44. Cried yourself to sleep? YES&lt;br /&gt;45. Sang karaoke? YES&lt;br /&gt;46. Sucked your thumb? YES&lt;br /&gt;47. Done something you told yourself you wouldn’t? YES&lt;br /&gt;48. Laughed till some kind of beverage came out of your nose? YES&lt;br /&gt;49. Caught a snowflake on your tongue? YES&lt;br /&gt;50. Kissed in the rain? NO&lt;br /&gt;51. Sing in the shower? YES&lt;br /&gt;52. Made love in a park? NO&lt;br /&gt;53. Had a dream that you married someone? YES&lt;br /&gt;54. Glued your hand to something? YES&lt;br /&gt;55. Got your tongue stuck to a flag pole? NO&lt;br /&gt;56. Ever gone to school partially naked? NO&lt;br /&gt;57. Been a cheerleader? NO&lt;br /&gt;58. Sat on a roof top? YES&lt;br /&gt;59. Didn’t take a shower for a week? NO&lt;br /&gt;60. Ever too scared to watch scary movies alone? NO&lt;br /&gt;61. Played chicken? NO&lt;br /&gt;62. Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on? YES&lt;br /&gt;63. Been told you’re hot by a complete stranger? YES&lt;br /&gt;64. Broken a bone? NO&lt;br /&gt;65. Been easily amused? YES&lt;br /&gt;66. Laugh so hard you cry? YES&lt;br /&gt;67. Mooned/flashed someone? NO&lt;br /&gt;68. Cheated on a test? YES&lt;br /&gt;69. Forgotten someone’s name? YES&lt;br /&gt;70. Slept naked? NO&lt;br /&gt;71. Gone skinny dipping in a pool? NO&lt;br /&gt;72. Performed on stage? YES&lt;br /&gt;73. Blacked out from drinking? YES&lt;br /&gt;74. Played a prank on someone? YES&lt;br /&gt;75. Gone to a late night movie? YES&lt;br /&gt;76. Made love to anything not human? NO&lt;br /&gt;77. Failed a class? NO&lt;br /&gt;78. Choked on something you’re not supposed to eat? NO&lt;br /&gt;79. Played an instrument for more than 10 hours? NO&lt;br /&gt;80. Cheated on a girl/boyfriend? NO&lt;br /&gt;81. Did you celebrate the 4th of July? NO&lt;br /&gt;82. Thrown strange objects? YES&lt;br /&gt;83. Felt like killing someone? YES&lt;br /&gt;84. Thought about running away? YES8&lt;br /&gt;85. Ran away? YES&lt;br /&gt;86. Did drugs? NO&lt;br /&gt;87. Had detention and not attend it? YES&lt;br /&gt;88. Dumped anyone? YES&lt;br /&gt;89. Made a parent cry? YES&lt;br /&gt;90. Cried over someone? YES&lt;br /&gt;91. Owned more than 5 sharpies? NO&lt;br /&gt;92. Dated someone more than once? YES&lt;br /&gt;93. Have/had a dog? YES&lt;br /&gt;94. Own an instrument? NO&lt;br /&gt;95. Been in a band? NO&lt;br /&gt;96. Drank 25 sodas in a day? NO&lt;br /&gt;97. Broken a cd? NO&lt;br /&gt;98. Shot a gun? NO&lt;br /&gt;99. Dated a married person of the opposite sex? NO&lt;br /&gt;100. Written a love letter? YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not gonna tag anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;its your birthday in an hour's time. you're turning 19.&lt;br /&gt;oh wait, i dont even remember how old you are.&lt;br /&gt;the memories you've given are all used up. where are you?&lt;br /&gt;come back. im sad, i am. =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday.&lt;br /&gt;best wishes... from afar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you. ='[&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-114813803005440644?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/114813803005440644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=114813803005440644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114813803005440644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114813803005440644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/05/alright-no-one-tagged-me-but-im-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-114813598880296300</id><published>2006-05-20T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T22:46:44.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im getting real bad flu. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was real late when i woke up, by the heat somemore. =/ mummy was cleaning my room up and off the fugging fans. yes, fanS. it gets kinda hot sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 365px; HEIGHT: 282px" height="482" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image159.jpg" width="365" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at how tidy my table is now. =/ i cant find anything! RAHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed to gold mild shopping centre or something like that. so thailand and i see prostitutes with old old men all around. i mean REAL OLD MEN. in their 60s or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drop it. mum and dad got their tickets to thailand and then to taka. they got 2 pots and we went cold storage for dinner. bought lotsa food like sushi, smoked duck and BEN&amp;JERRY'S AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 395px; HEIGHT: 307px" height="478" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image158.jpg" width="395" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello kitty sushi! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna go watch 还珠格格3 now.&lt;br /&gt;someone ask me out leh. im bored at home. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-114813598880296300?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/114813598880296300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=114813598880296300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114813598880296300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114813598880296300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-getting-real-bad-flu.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-114786370212509552</id><published>2006-05-17T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T22:45:32.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the only good news of the day: i pass my science!! omg!! how nice is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna treat myself to ben&amp;jerry's, again!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something real fugly happened in class and Syaifuddin might get himself in police case. such irritants sia the people who got him in trouble. i mean like its not really his fault right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-114786370212509552?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/114786370212509552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=114786370212509552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114786370212509552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114786370212509552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/05/only-good-news-of-day-i-pass-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-114777236168668654</id><published>2006-05-16T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T22:00:48.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was real late for school. but i made it anyway, was real tired running all the way. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;results... well, sucked. i fail like everything except for languages. the whole class flunked art. rubbish. marvin and haiqal are like my idols okay. (: i need one more mark to pass chemistry, how pathetic is that? gonna beg mr liew to find another mark for me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got nothing else to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing can worse can happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE*******&lt;br /&gt;warranty is all rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;还珠格格 is madness. i just finish watching the 2nd one.&lt;br /&gt;thats all.&lt;br /&gt;im just bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-114777236168668654?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/114777236168668654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=114777236168668654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114777236168668654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114777236168668654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/05/was-real-late-for-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-114771494932684519</id><published>2006-05-16T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T01:42:29.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cant sleep, at all. i dont know what's in me. i seem to be waiting for something. but it hasnt come, not at all. what's your's will always be your's, what's not will never be. maybe this is what it is trying to tell me. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got some of the results back.&lt;br /&gt;english: 56/100&lt;br /&gt;chinese: 70/100&lt;br /&gt;maths:12/100&lt;br /&gt;physics:33/100&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pathetic shit. yes i know and im clear bout it. theres no more promises between us, no more agreements and of course, no more relations. i dont care what i've promised you because you've never cared about the otherwise. who gives a damn bout you? what i give a damn about will be my fugly results.&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'hey, remember who i am?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'of course, yes?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'why you never reply my messages for so long? you never even answer my calls.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'i was busy. real busy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'busy till cant even reply once?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'serious. you sad ah?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'huh?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'you sad ah? you sad ah? you sad ah? you sad ah? you sad is it? sad?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'ya lorh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'silly. sad for what?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'you never even reply once. just reply once.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'reply once also shiok ah?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'ya lah!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'you hor! i got to go for work now. message you after work alright.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'bye!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'remember what you've said okay. remember to...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;beep* beeepp....*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-114771494932684519?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/114771494932684519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=114771494932684519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114771494932684519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114771494932684519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/05/cant-sleep-at-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-114761850805252017</id><published>2006-05-14T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T23:04:17.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY TO ALL LAOBU IN THE WORLD. OF COURSE ESPECIALLY TO MY OWN MUMMY AND EUNICE MUMMY. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. big right. i got&lt;em&gt; 'xim'&lt;/em&gt;(heart) okay. haha! but i've forgotton about wen shen's birthday. sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a boring day. watched vcd, tried to upload more songs in my new sony mp3. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna go to bed real soon because its school, again, yes. tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;OMG!&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/13160647-114761850805252017?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/114761850805252017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=114761850805252017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114761850805252017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114761850805252017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/05/happy-mothers-day-to-all-laobu-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-114752995363614274</id><published>2006-05-13T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T22:44:01.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>opps. i said i was gonna update. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now after 2 and a half days, bought so much stuff. spent lotsa money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg -.-" i look fugly. eww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes the day i went out with eunice mummy. haha. her dad drove us there and they waited for awhile. sorry for that okay. =D shopped in parco first, saw quite alot of friends. it was boring but we went all out of point in the mumuya shop, thinking some $7o bag is cheap and we bought the same limited edition hk hp accessory. HAHA! its gold and mummy is happy. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided to go have a walk in the street after such a long time. bought a top, together with her and my own shorts. saw yaya and she told me stuff that made me real fed up, why do guys act like '&lt;em&gt;gu niangs' (sissys)&lt;/em&gt;?? im really pondering. =/ oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got so tired and bought fruit juice. rest for awhile, took cab home, got over to vista, slack and voila! finally home and slept. all tired out and humiliated. so yes, i will definately enjoy this day to the fullest if not for those people who loves to shout and have hearing problems. my, my, poor thing. (: thanks mummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats wednesday folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( -.-)(-.-")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've forgotton what i've done on thursday. its sickening to recall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the temple on friday at choa chu kang area... ? no idea. and bugis's guan ying temple. got scorched so many times. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 386px; HEIGHT: 288px" height="483" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image157.jpg" width="470" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went shopping at the OG and got myself a white handbag and lingerie. then back to cwp for cosmetics as john little is having sales. =D mummy and daddy got their 2oth anniversary ring and brother bought a carbon-fibred steel sized 29. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant remember anything else. apologies okay. had great shopping is all i can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 182px; HEIGHT: 182px" height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/sony.jpg" width="182" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;item of the day!!! argh!! finally!! xD 6GB silver-mirrorlike thing! i can like have multiple uses for this! mirror+mp3+showoff! it sounds fun, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got up early for lunch at plaza sing along with my granddad. the restaurant is called 老北京(old beijing), something like that i suppose. haha. the food was good enough but the tea kinda suck. (i'll update lousy photos later, or maybe people arent even interested. innit'?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best denki sells all other stuff except for quality mp3 players. shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dropped granddad off just downstairs of his apartment and he gave $2o. honest, its the first time i feel so bad taking his money. its like unfillial or somethings. he's outta job, alone and angry about his money from my uncle being transfered around by some idiots. fugly people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAHH!! =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back to causeway point, then decided to catch a movie, the whole family. yes, after uncountable years if my memory is not failing me. M:I:3 that is. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photos of em because Tom Cruise is not just good looking. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/tc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still such a hearthrob even though got pimple! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/mi3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good catch! go watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/mi3a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chio Lamborghini Gallardo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/mi3b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/mi3h.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like this guy. serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/mi3i.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all he does is 'copy'. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/mi3j.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Goddess. o=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/mi3c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty one as the wife of Ethan Hunts aka Tom Cruise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/mi3d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another pretty one who died only after awhile in the show. called Lindsay or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/mi3e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tough guy, superior of the group&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/mi3f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what to say about this guy. go watch the show lah. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 180px; HEIGHT: 135px" height="242" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/mi3g.jpg" width="205" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gogogo! now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-114752995363614274?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/114752995363614274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=114752995363614274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114752995363614274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114752995363614274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/05/opps.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-114722962958088606</id><published>2006-05-10T10:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T10:53:49.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the bad news:&lt;br /&gt;okay mr OJ, the wgs-physics-you-know-who, without specs, definately looks damn alike with him. i hate the fact that he looks like him. why? fucker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not to mention he looked at my paper. =/ yes i skipped 2 pathetic questions and my brother is physics genius, so what? goodness. i finish the whole damn paper in 1/2 an hour okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zulhelmy darling(haha!), gave me a good hug after the exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah woah woah. relax. the good news now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS FREAKING LAST PAPER!! *CLAPS!*&lt;br /&gt;and meeting eunice mummy, yes im excited, =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what else to say. i'll update when im back in the night.&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-114722962958088606?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/114722962958088606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=114722962958088606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114722962958088606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114722962958088606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/05/bad-news-okay-mr-oj-wgs-physics-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-114707703023952310</id><published>2006-05-08T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T22:58:48.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;maths paper~! die!! die!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg its like worst i've seen. all the coordinates sure kills. i cannot remember anything anymore. paper 1 is hard, yes and paper 2 can go to hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to cwp sitting on my xiao mei's lap in the bus and went to macdonalds with ting hui and yixuan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;omg!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SHAKER SEAWEED FRIES IS NOW NOT AVAILABLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ASSHOLES! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;gosh i should really calm down, because i found my lovers at the cold storage. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEN&amp;JERRY'S ICECREAM!! STRAWBERRY CHEEEESECAKE FLAVOUR!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beat that. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i'll take a real nice photo with my preciousss some moment later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*grins&lt;br /&gt;chiong-ed o2jam. sounds so ah lian. well... =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, the good news for today...&lt;br /&gt;meeting eunice mummy dearest on wednesday! for shopping of course. (:&lt;br /&gt;im still free on thursday and friday ya'know.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ART IS ANOTHER HEADACHE! OH JESUS' FORGIVE IT FOR THE IGNORANCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KILL!! KILL!! KILL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;update***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 310px" height="482" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image695.jpg" width="426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 314px" height="481" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image696.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there... handsome? wahaha. its like half finished.&lt;br /&gt;im getting real fat, like my darling jessica.&lt;br /&gt;weight: 15okg&lt;br /&gt;height: 3ocm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;typical pig measurements! how nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-114707703023952310?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/114707703023952310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=114707703023952310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114707703023952310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114707703023952310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/05/maths-paper-die-die-omg-its-like-worst.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-114699819542933142</id><published>2006-05-07T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T18:36:35.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate guys talking like twits! get a life! give me a break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stayed home for this weekend. for 4 reasons.&lt;br /&gt;1) im too nice to go out. i helped my mom. =D&lt;br /&gt;2) no one asked me out anyway.&lt;br /&gt;3) nobody will ever care that my weekend is boring.&lt;br /&gt;4) its still exam period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fug, i have nothing else to say. joseph is going to breakfast with me on saturday. macdonalds! again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-114699819542933142?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/114699819542933142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=114699819542933142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114699819542933142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114699819542933142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-hate-guys-talking-like-twits-get.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-114691277238190113</id><published>2006-05-06T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T21:36:46.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im freaking nice daughter to stay home today. =D&lt;br /&gt;watched vcd again. no life, big big couch potato. i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUMMY BRING ME FOR HOLIDAY! I WANNA GO TO MALAYSIA! SLACK, SHOP, RELAX, DO ANYTHING! I NEED A LONG LONG HOLIDAY!! XD&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must be mad since the day i stop seeing you. im really going crazy, why must you come in to mess up my life? why why why? my mouth might be saying i hate you, i'll never wait but... my heart seems to be crying. theres always a bit of sourness in there, deep deep in, some stupid feeling i cant get outta my heart, my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forget it. you might have someone else in your heart. but, it'll never change the way i feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i hope i've never met you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, who knows what the song's title is in &lt;a href="http://celestechen.com/"&gt;celeste&lt;/a&gt;'s blog? sounds like S CLUB without 7. you know what it means. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who's free for movie on wednesday? im bored. tag me okay. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-114691277238190113?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/114691277238190113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=114691277238190113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114691277238190113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114691277238190113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-freaking-nice-daughter-to-stay-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-114682659098622821</id><published>2006-05-05T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T18:56:31.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had geog and chemistry paper today. not much confident for geog but for the first time i had confidence for chemistry. joseph came over to revise with me till 12mn yesterday, helped me alot. thanks lah! haha. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went straight home after school. continue watching the show and called him. busy lah, like real i believe! for 2 days ignored my call and now say busy. never gonna talk to him again, never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played o2jam till my fingers cramp again. the server is now full, fuck. =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-114682659098622821?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/114682659098622821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=114682659098622821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114682659098622821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114682659098622821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/05/had-geog-and-chemistry-paper-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-114671231721820544</id><published>2006-05-04T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T11:11:57.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>reach home arond 10 from school. social studies was... alright? at least i know i got one answer correct. what rubbish. i study on merger and separation and they asked about the relations of sinhalease and tamils, protestons and catholics issues. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to fer LOVE's house yesterday. he still wont reply. dont know why. since its already like that then forget bout it. xy wants be to wait till after my exams. who have such patience? im real angry already. i dont even know if i wanna wait another 2 more weeks. he is killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took lotsa photos at her house. all lame shit. shant say much. pictures are talktative shit. i'll update later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o2jam now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-114671231721820544?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/114671231721820544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=114671231721820544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114671231721820544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114671231721820544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/05/reach-home-arond-10-from-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-114649807564687779</id><published>2006-05-01T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T23:47:02.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy happy 17th birthday to ah joy!! stay pretty my lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im real happy. adrian made my day. thanks so so so much. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up quite late and xy never even sms or call me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asked fabian if he really asking me out, said gonna confirm with me but never sms me since then, goodness. so adrian asked me out after his work so i got ready and crossed the fucking overhead bridge for bus. tiring stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this auntie dropped her stuff in the bus and i tried helping. out of the blue, me not seeing anything, my head knocked against the stupid handle just in front of our seat. its so embarrassing! the auntie laughed and everyone looked at me. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor adrian waited at the tanjong pagar mrt station for 45 minutes. then told me he wearing singlet and boxers, wanna sleep on a bench. haha, sounds just like a homeless guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached and saw him in long pants, knew it. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided on lido for movie but kept missing the train, either we over rid or we got out the wrong station. couldnt stop laughing, almost teared. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'eh, dont tell me its heading towards marina bay okay...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'beep beep beep! next stop... marina bay'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached city hall and thought we have to alight, but found out we can just go straight to orchard. this is the ever ever first time i got so blur, its all adrian's fault. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gave up taking the mrt and went to suntec for our meal. im real hungry but he had to go to the atm first. we walked for long then finally got it. looked around then decided on 'Mache'. atmosphere was real good but didnt manage to take any photos because of my lousy phone and the time fully spent to eat and joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's so funny when he said &lt;em&gt;'ex~ cuse me...' 'sof sell clab pwease (soft shell crab please)' &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he said i look kinda pretty, kinda funny and kinda his ex-gf. =.= i dont know what it means. but i dont like the ex-gf part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left the restaurant and walked around. we went to turn the capsule toys and he wanted spiderman so we INSIST to get it. spent over 2oplus then realise we've already got spiderman in the 3rd one but we never notice. waste money just to INSIST. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adrian likes gorey stuff and spiderman. eww!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 306px; HEIGHT: 380px" height="557" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image685.jpg" width="362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like hello/charmmy kitty (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 443px; HEIGHT: 374px" height="478" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image684.jpg" width="443" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iron man. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 447px; HEIGHT: 386px" height="478" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image682.jpg" width="447" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the hulk, he has it so he gave it to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 446px; HEIGHT: 386px" height="480" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image683.jpg" width="446" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid spiderman! =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked around more. looked at lotsa stuff, joked around more. saw milo weighing competition, damn lame shit. ate pretzals (: went toys r' us and he took furry flowers for me. haha. saw old school toys and stuff. he wanna kill me with a broken axe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw kaiting laopo outside there and shes with her boyfriend. how nice. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he accompanied me to the mrt and left. saw yencheng and jiahao at the escalator to the interchange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been such a long time since i laughed so hard. its all because of you. you made me happy again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;thanks adrian! =D xie xie ni!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-114649807564687779?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/114649807564687779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=114649807564687779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114649807564687779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114649807564687779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/05/happy-happy-17th-birthday-to-ah-joy.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-114640583009714612</id><published>2006-04-30T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T22:03:50.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>boring weekend. stayed at home for tv, vcd and computer. chiong o2jam, play till my finger cramp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe its a way to not think about anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my love and laopo asked me out to study but i didnt turn up. real sorry eh. was too engrossed in my tv. cant think if any other stuff. its good thing you know. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see... what else can i write? xy asked me out but he slept till 5plus. was real angry. so what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ate alot today.&lt;br /&gt;i stared blank to the tv, almost cried for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted someone to hug.&lt;br /&gt;wanted someone to console me.&lt;br /&gt;wanted someone to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;wanted someone to make me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i know its quite impossible so i kinda gave up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all i did for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;big big big bug bug bug buggy liars. RAHH! i dont know what im talking about either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-114640583009714612?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/114640583009714612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=114640583009714612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114640583009714612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114640583009714612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/04/boring-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-114622190104118524</id><published>2006-04-28T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T11:19:38.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>我不知道我在哪里...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;='[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;momma came back home from hongkong yesterday night and bought quite some stuff. at least lotsa bags and earrings for me. =D mickey mouse! my bro got keychain/ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 311px; HEIGHT: 232px" height="97" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image672.jpg" width="224" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a table full of food again since a year ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 311px; HEIGHT: 225px" height="30" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image673.jpg" width="311" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HK$150&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 311px; HEIGHT: 241px" height="30" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image671.jpg" width="311" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 310px; HEIGHT: 236px" height="30" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/Image670.jpg" width="310" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for my bro. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 195px; HEIGHT: 263px" height="30" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/25-04-06_1803.jpg" width="311" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 247px; HEIGHT: 182px" height="30" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/25-04-06_1810.jpg" width="287" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with my vcds and mickey. wahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 225px; HEIGHT: 170px" height="30" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/25-04-06_1844.jpg" width="314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course bestie, ritter sport choco!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 171px; HEIGHT: 234px" height="170" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/26-04-06_1808.jpg" width="224" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i smile again for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;english paper 1&amp;amp;2 today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wrote 6 pages for both compo and leaflet. all rubbish and i dont know what to say bout our fugly school! cant even think of anything good. goodness me, poor me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paper 2 was okay. dont know how to do 3 questions. o.o haiyah. forget bout it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to cwp with yixuan and tinghui after school, both of them went off and i saw rui jie and emilene jie so tag along. went to mac for SEAWEED FRIES!! rui jie is right, they are like drugs. so addicted man. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i choked on seaweed plus cough so i coughed real bad, teared and couldnt talk. felt real pathetic. i dont know what im doing also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went up to popular for pen and then to the 1st storey for snacks. stella bought sweets and wanted to give me but rui jie snatched it. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joked alot and laughed alot. was real tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did nothing at home, o2jam cocked up and i slept with contact lens. my eyes should hurt like hell now but instead, i felt nothing. dont know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up for dinner, again. i dont know how many meals i have a day. at least 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im 47kg now. i gained 5 more kg since the last height and weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-114622190104118524?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/114622190104118524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=114622190104118524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114622190104118524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114622190104118524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-114613923143181196</id><published>2006-04-27T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T20:00:31.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today can be one of the most unlucky day i ever ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant sleep since 1am. keep waking up from dreams, bad dreams. dreams that scare me off. fugly dreams. yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up around 5.45am and prepared for school. rain damn big, bus damn slow, bus stop damn crowded. no matter how many people there were, i just couldnt see you. i felt lost and i dazed off. stupid bus wouldnt wait and there aint no more space for another me. wanted to call cab but couldnt get through and the others were all hired, if not on call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must be the most pathetic soul around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got on the bus and sat with weihan, my guy twin jinghan and gary. weihan tell me i more and more cute. LOL. although its out to tease but it somehow brighten my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last few periods killed me. had to clean up and rush maths file work. i wrote non stop till they hurt but me justin still say its too little. wtf? dont do lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the table is a disaster. full of his name, the words he said... my hands smell like gif now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr justin is just too picky. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waited for lynn laopo to get home then sat here till now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watch till last episode le. so damn nice. wahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna start watching 大长今 already. i think i'll take a longer time due to the scary number of episodes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-114613923143181196?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/114613923143181196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=114613923143181196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114613923143181196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114613923143181196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/04/today-can-be-one-of-most-unlucky-day-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-114606601693072366</id><published>2006-04-26T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T23:40:17.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>guys are big big big jerks! arghs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forget bout it. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ate alot today. cup noodle, bee hoon, nasi lemak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im fat, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must wake up tomorrow. MUST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUST MUST MUST!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-114606601693072366?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/114606601693072366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=114606601693072366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114606601693072366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114606601693072366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/04/guys-are-big-big-big-jerks-arghs.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-114605557574184258</id><published>2006-04-26T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T20:46:15.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>maybe my heart died. i dont feel a thing. i dont feel sad, i dont feel happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent the whole day watching vcd and playing o2jam. cant believe i fail trying to wake up. what a joke. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got nothing to blog about lah really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meet up with yencheng and sylvia in the afternoon to 888 and bought blue colour contect lens. sylvia bought green. then went home. everyone seems to be lying. i dont know why. i dont know anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mid year starts on friday and im semi prepared. what the fuck lah everything i do seems to be wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im losing all confidence, all the happiness in me. i cant even feel abit of sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG? ARGHS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-114605557574184258?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/114605557574184258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=114605557574184258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114605557574184258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114605557574184258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/04/maybe-my-heart-died.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-114586183974888518</id><published>2006-04-24T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T14:57:19.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have absolutely nothing to do right now. he dont talk to me, i dont talk to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was tiring. no pe, went crazy with yixuan, as usual. thats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just reach home not long ago, siew ling cried for toilet the moment we step in the lift. shes going real crazy and i think i am as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched the show again last night and i cried at every freaking thing. i dont know what im doing also lah. then had the computer on whole night listening to the same song. i must be mad! i should go choke myself with seaweed fries or something like that. hey i think i've said that in previous entry right? im gonna do it someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i go watch the show now. byebyebyebyebye!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAHH!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-114586183974888518?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/114586183974888518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=114586183974888518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114586183974888518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114586183974888518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-have-absolutely-nothing-to-do-right.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-114578017116993127</id><published>2006-04-23T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T16:16:11.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>watched 情深深 雨蒙蒙 yesterday night, or can say midnight in my room till 6am i guess. its fugly nice cause i watched it for the 3rd time already. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just cant sleep lah. but woke up around 2plus. wahaha. (: nice feeling though, try it okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;................. commented bout my bad looking hair. i know, i know it well because nobody said it look good. yeah nobody at all. i know i know i know i know!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now im trying to look like last time. waste $90, spoil my hair, get comments like its ugly. yes so why not spend another few dollars to look my best. joseph say he bringing me go cut my hair. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a strange feeling. somehow, everyone is starting to leave me. now, i feel like im alone, talking to people i dont even know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should just choke myself to death with seaweed fries or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/believe.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/special.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-114578017116993127?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/114578017116993127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=114578017116993127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114578017116993127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114578017116993127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/04/watched-yesterday-night-or-can-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13160647.post-114571936470836169</id><published>2006-04-22T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T01:06:46.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay im back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was alright, got so tired drawing chairs. =.= then kim loh couldnt stop shouting, had oral exam and teacher said i was good. wahaha. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with xy, went town. ate at wisma and far east. talked alot with him. then after that saw danny, he going to malaysia so he sent me up to my house since he so damn free. all disturb only. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I BROKE MY TOE NAIL!! RAHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont wanna talk much bout yesterday anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at bout 8 to school for the concert celebration. ate pizza and chicken wings. for the past few years, the food always not enough. today, no one can finish the food and we are left with one whole box of chicken wings. the guys tried so hard to finish them and zhengkang being our big eater cant even tahan also. he feel like puking already. o.o kelvin is next zhengkang!! wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 530px; HEIGHT: 397px" height="359" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/editedcertscan1.jpg" width="530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 532px; HEIGHT: 397px" height="399" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/chhristiie/editedcertscan2.jpg" width="532" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our programme for the concert that day. (31st march)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home around 2. slept till 9. how nice. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13160647-114571936470836169?l=promisesmade-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/feeds/114571936470836169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13160647&amp;postID=114571936470836169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114571936470836169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13160647/posts/default/114571936470836169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promisesmade-.blogspot.com/2006/04/okay-im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Christie-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
