<?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-9044634</id><updated>2012-01-21T22:46:36.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lauren**</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>174</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044634.post-8606106183262058227</id><published>2010-07-28T23:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T23:35:51.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not done yet.</title><content type='html'>I was really inspired to write something here after reading (maybe stalking) someone's blog. I really admire a sensitive guy, one who recognises his feelings and isn't ashamed to tell the world about it. i'm hoping blogging's gonna be good for me. that i'm gonna start reflecting and pondering about stuff, instead of just accepting everything at face value, instead of getting really happy over the silliest of things(which i have done alot of recently). i think it's about time i matured. and heck, come 16 august i'm gonna be on a laptop night and day, might as well! so, i guess for now, what i'm saying is this blog's ain't dead yet..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-8606106183262058227?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/8606106183262058227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=8606106183262058227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/8606106183262058227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/8606106183262058227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2010_07_01_archive.html#8606106183262058227' title='not done yet.'/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-4145323364080479658</id><published>2010-06-01T22:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T22:11:06.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello blog(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you look so retarded.&lt;br /&gt;i shall impart some words of wisdom in the weeks to come so that you'll look better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regards,&lt;br /&gt;L&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-4145323364080479658?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/4145323364080479658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=4145323364080479658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/4145323364080479658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/4145323364080479658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2010_06_01_archive.html#4145323364080479658' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-2886904051810369480</id><published>2009-11-24T21:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T22:20:15.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my blog comes in handy for my random thoughts like these, although im not sure anyone still reads it, its kinda cathartic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more cheesy stuff about 810, im happy to say that i have gotten over it. it wasnt short lived like all my other phases okay! it was nice while it lasted and made these past (how many?) months or almost the whole year so much better. the girl you've got your eyes on is one lucky one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel kinda lonely now. one more paper to go and i can't wait to meet up with friends and stuff. but what im really mean is that i just cant help feeling that so many of my relationships are superficial. and thats partly, perhaps mostly my fault. dont get me wrong, i have really good friends who i have a last hanging out with but i havent really got a best friend. someone who's always there, who listens even to the most random of thoughts. someone whom im not afraid to msg cos im sure he/she would be interested in what i've gotta say. thats one of my biggest regrets coming out of jc, that i've lived these years with all my thoughts kept to myself cos of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, you guys should all check out kris allen's apperance on ellen, solid performance plus his interview. he is sooooo sweet, especially when he talks about his wife! gees, i want my own kris allen haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, you shd catch adam lambert's infamous AMA performance, esp if you wanna get horny. hmmmm. haha them both are awesome. im watching reruns of american idol and its so funny watching them from before people knew they were real contenders. im back to my stalking-adam-and-kris days, oh no!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-2886904051810369480?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/2886904051810369480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=2886904051810369480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/2886904051810369480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/2886904051810369480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2009_11_01_archive.html#2886904051810369480' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-378985927082265094</id><published>2009-10-20T11:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T11:53:13.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the brazilian grand prix was one heck of an eventful race. i was so fuming mad aft the race, luckily for you i'm okay now, and i shall blog rationally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qualifying was crazy. i felt really afraid for giancarlo fisichella, he just doesnt look confident with the car and its handling, and to drive it in such horrendrous conditions.. poor control and visibility, yup i was scared. somemore he was one of the earlier ones out. it was as if i knew something was going to happen..for he brought out the red flag. poor guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kimi looked awesome in the wet and set some really good times in q1 and q2 but then by the end of q3 the car just didnt have the pace. good drive anyway! with a tough car and tough conditions. ohh and i felt really bad for vettel too, he looked so pissed and upset, understandably. (and then i thought of rachel hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raceday. humph. good start off the line by kimi and his kers. as usual going outside but then not getting much room from the cars in front. nice work getting to third place and challenging webber for second BUT THEN. !@#$%^webber of course wouldnt let him through, there was contact and a broken front wing. GRRRR. (might have had contact with the force india earlier too) at the back heikki kovaleinen, dont know what he did with his car, almost took fisi out. good save from fisi who took a long detour on the grass. luckily you didn take him out, as if he wasnt struggling as it was with the f60! GRRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN, it gets worse. both kimi and heikki head to the pit lane. the ferrari is on its way out. the mcclaren obviously kanchiong or what leaves his pit before the refuelling nozzle is out, and comes just in front of kimi. and its not like when massa did it in spore last year, the refuelling nozzle was spraying(yes, spraying) fuel all over poor kimi. not on kimi's car, on kimi! and then BOOMZ(heh), kimi was ON FIRE. literally. my dad was like woah, this is like hollywood. ohman i was sooo scared for him! lucky i didnt watch it live, i knew he was okay. bt WHAT THE HECK! you wanna kill him ahhh? heikki doesnt even get a drive thru until after the race, 25 secs just gets added to his timing(rolls my eyes).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes, my anger aside the race continues. ntg spectacular frm the ferraris. in my mind i curse everytime they say what a wonderful race webber is driving. it might not have been as simple if kimi was up there next to you okay!! he had such a good chance of a podium finish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the iceman as always is unfazed by everything, including fire, and takes his car home in 6th. fisi drives home safely in 12th? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was much more drama except i was too fixated on what happened to kimi. humph. ooh i must say i was rather bumped for rubens. he could have done so much better. although his wasnt a very good strategy, i must say. and he was sooo unlucky to have his tyre punctured. poor poor thing, in his home grand prix. even drg his time at ferrari he was always overshadowed. but he's such a nice guy still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ermm. oh, congrats to button! not much of a supporter, but hey, a better british champion than you-knw-who. down to earth and witty and kinda hot, the things he said on the pit radio were hilarious! and honda's stand in driver for glock, kobayashi was sooo awesome. really bold of him how he defended against all the other drivers on his debut. not like glock who let hamilton thru on the last corners of the last lap last year to win the championship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah i was reminded of what happened last year with massa. how so very very very tragic. poor dude, he. so even though im upset your driving next year and not kimi, i'll support you all the way! can't wait til you get back on your feet!(or car) &lt;br /&gt;next season next season! (i need to warm up to alonso for now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aye, i wish i could speak to the ferrari drivers lol i'd tell them:&lt;br /&gt;kimi, i hope you're okay and not burnt. sorry that the filming and commentry people dont wanna report abt you as much, even when you caught fire. you're still a ferrari driver up til the last race, so continue to push hard and show them people!&lt;br /&gt;and fisi, i knw you're having a tough time trying to prove yourself. dont be discouraged! and dont be so unhappy, i knw you wanna try your best. and in all fairness you've finished the last few races, not like you crashed or anything. continue to push, one last race c'mon! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supporting the prancing horse all the way!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-378985927082265094?l=hidden-beneath.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-9044634.post-8636031375531904831</id><published>2009-10-09T17:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T17:39:55.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;im here without you baby&lt;br /&gt;but you're still on my lonely mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was farewell assembly oh boy despite any negative stuff thats happened these two years, i do love vj! it's the awesomest ever. which other school has such crazy teachers and students and principal, really. and i do love my class. very much. especially my girls((: gonna miss our conversations bout random stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regrets? many. many many. oh man dont go there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still. really glad to have been in vj, s66 and dance! you all made me really happy today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in too soapy a mood to be typing anything constructive right now. i missed peiying the moment i left school. humph, wish i could talk to her for just abit. so many things i wanna tell her and i want her to tell me. i love her very very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's gonna take me a few hours (i hope that would suffice) to stop thinking about 810. to stop picturing that moment this morning when i tried to look at him but he rightfully looked downwards to give us privacy so he wouldnt interrupt the &lt;em&gt;thing&lt;/em&gt; that i was doing. for the last time this morning i looked up to see you walking in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had ice cream with lauretta just now, but apparently it wasnt strong enough a comfort food. oh and mum bought me a bag. retail therapy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwell guess i need to go study now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-8636031375531904831?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044634.post-5216032867941220139</id><published>2009-10-07T11:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T11:37:46.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;a thousand days, a thousand nights are not enough&lt;br /&gt;cos i can't hold back the way i feel about my love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish there was a device that could read my mind and blog out exactly how im feeling right now, cos i really dont know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damnit, other people have things to do and need to study too la okay. they might even have more things to do than you do. and bloody hell this is not how i wanna be feeling right now. but then i might just be angry with myself for not being able to do anything about you. arggghhh! its so frustrating when you're feeling like this and you can't express yourself and even if you could no one would be willing to listen cos everyone's just too caught up with their own stuff to give a damn, or maybe just cos you're a loner. and it doesnt help when you keep thinking bout certain people and hoping this were grey's anatomy and you could just start making out in the elevator, or stairs. damnit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-5216032867941220139?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/5216032867941220139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=5216032867941220139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/5216032867941220139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/5216032867941220139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2009_10_01_archive.html#5216032867941220139' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-6373443142104670232</id><published>2009-08-24T10:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T10:55:29.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>qualifying last? oh man finishing 17th position? seriously? getting passed on the way out of the pitlane? oh my gosh really? drive thru penalty for crossing the pitlane line? ahhhh, you sure?! i only watched the highlights but omg, are you kidding? the thing is, its not like you had any major issues with your car to finish last and be lapped! c'mon, no matter how bad you are, the car couldnt have been THAT bad? im sure it had the capacity to at least push you further up the grid, no? i imagine the anguish and disappointment and REGRET of michael schumacher having to watch all that from the pitwall.. dear luca badoer, REALLY?? im sure you're beeter than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im abit too disgraced to feel any remote happiness for kimi raikkonen. it was yet another not bad finish for kimi. good considering his car, and starting from sixth place, but still not good enough. not where they'd ideally like to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really pleased for rubens barrichello too, great guy, he((: really sensitive, caring, friendly, NICE guy who deserves it. sighs i was humming the tune of his brazilian national anthem, and when it ended, i instinctively continued with the italian national anthem for ferrari, only to be brought back down to earth by God save the queen for brawn.. ahh yes, those were the days, schumi and rubeno!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of cos, his win was at the expense of hamilton who was obviously trying to disguise his disappointment. ermmm. cant say i emphatise with him. sorry.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;i really hope there's improvement for next week's race. and for the ones after, monza their home race, and singapore my home race hehe. c'mon guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-6373443142104670232?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/6373443142104670232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=6373443142104670232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/6373443142104670232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/6373443142104670232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#6373443142104670232' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-1111178266870501692</id><published>2009-08-06T20:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T20:50:19.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nothing much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but omg you're fascinating. you make me smile to myself, and you make me scream on the inside cos i cant scream out loud. i miss half smiling and half waving to you. damnit, i wish i could see you now. and i wish you could see me too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-1111178266870501692?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/1111178266870501692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=1111178266870501692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/1111178266870501692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/1111178266870501692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364434166392307986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MICHAEL SCHUMACHER!! ohman ohman its michael schumacher!! ahhhhhh! please let him pass all his medical tests! okay i cant take it anymore, im so excited for my dearest SCHUMI((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-4986272265068738332?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/4986272265068738332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=4986272265068738332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/4986272265068738332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/4986272265068738332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#4986272265068738332' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SnJMc8zIQRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/mggXNruprAQ/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044634.post-3365301312080588327</id><published>2009-07-28T20:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T21:00:44.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;GET WELL SOON FELIPE MASSA&lt;br /&gt;my prayers are with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this weekend's hungarian grand prix was no doubt overshadowed by massa's freak accident, which goes to show again fast cars come with their dangers. really sad what happened to massa, hope he gets well soon cos he's gonna be a dad! pity too, since judging by the pace of kimi raikkonen's ferrari, he could have potentially done very well at the race, catch up in the championship title esp with the perforamnce of the front runners brawn and redbull at the hungaroring. my heart goes out to you felipe massa, sorry for what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of that accident, how can a bloody spring weigh one whole kg, how can it be blown from (four seconds x 100+kmh) away to hit him exactly on the head, and how on earth can it break through all the carbon fibre of the helmet?? humph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad news for ferrari but at least it was a good drive by kimi raikkonen to finish second from 7th on the starting grid. no mistakes as far as i could see, except for the delay at his second pit stop. not sure what happened, lapse of concentration? dont know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the race was won really at the start, hamilton and raikkonen stormed off the start with their kers button although he did meet with abit of traffic. then it was with the help of alonso's retirement and mistake at webber's 1st pitstop that pushed him up to second place. aft that the race went on without much trouble. i must say good pace especially drg the first two stints. kudos to ferrari too! second place is still a good result, and realistically speaking, there wasnt much chance of overtaking hamilton, esp aft that 2nd pitstop. with that delay of about 3 seconds, and the performance of the hard compound tyres. ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah so hamilton's drive was flawless but kimi's was nearly too lah. (omg, btw did you see nicole pcd in the garage lol!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a bit sad what happened to alonso too. aft finally making it to pole position.. and if he does get suspended for the loose tyre and misses the next grand prix..his home grand prix!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yepp, you know who im supporting. heh. whats gonna happen to massa's spot now? ahhh i hope things work out for them and they continue to improve! and i hope massa doesnt suffer any serious permanent damage to his brain or eye or whatever((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-3365301312080588327?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/3365301312080588327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=3365301312080588327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/3365301312080588327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/3365301312080588327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#3365301312080588327' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-5335307301048067310</id><published>2009-07-19T16:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T17:18:39.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Ballet under the stars&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(yes, the stars and not the stairs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i texted lauretta that i was going for ballet under the stars and she thought it was a typo, that i meant ballet under the stairs. which, come to think of it, makes alot less sense. then her dad said it was just codeword for meeting my boyfriend under the stairs. which is like, really odd, no? lol((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUTS was good. dancing was awesome, the ambience, not so. i know it sounds romantic and all, watching graceful and pretty classical ballet, having a picnic under the night sky, laying down on picnic mats... yeah right. first and foremost, there were no stars. (there are never any stars) it was so crowded and hot, it was a huge mass of people squeezed onto that field, i tell you. and SOME people just had to be spoilspots and put the blame on the teenagers. everyone wants to get a good view la, deal with it. seeing as you were older, you should've been more civilised and been gracious about it. damnit we offered you our spot pls? Anw, i kinda think many of the young kids there didnt really appreciate the performances, they were just there for the gimmick. nice picnic with some entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pity, cos the dancing was BEAUTIFUL((: even some of the preshow items were really good. shanice was just amazing! (on top of being so cute)phoebe and joy too. the actual show was awesome also la! love classical ballet((: i admire those dancers who can dance on pointe for such a long piece and still look like its so effortless. and the guys who jump as thought theres some invisible force lifting them up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh well, as is aft every ballet concert i attend, i wanna get back to dancing ballet again. i know i've said that grade 8 will be my last, that i won't continue dancing under anyone else but mrs lim. but i cant seem to get closure. i played around with the thought many times now. i love it and i miss it. and anw, i think it might be good for my fats. (hehe) met joni there as well and i hope we can really go for her killer classes soon, while i can still try to squeeze into my leotards!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-5335307301048067310?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/5335307301048067310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=5335307301048067310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/5335307301048067310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/5335307301048067310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#5335307301048067310' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-7148017546922967370</id><published>2009-07-15T11:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T11:40:21.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday sef passed me a present to pass to julynn. would only see her aft school so i carried it ard with me. and stupid me, got distracted by the THICK booklet of chemistry papers i received that i left it in the science lab. continued with lecture then headed to parkway parade which was when py asked me, where's the present? AHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mad panic. so the plan was to call julynn to go retrieve her pressie, but i couldnt call her and anw she left sch alr. die.. got hs to call jr to help me find it. and kind soul he was, went thru all the effort to search in the lab, lt and general office. no sign of it.. at this point i was really worried and cursing myself alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guilty so i went back to check for myself. went to the lab, and yes it wasnt there AHHHH. i prayed on the way for God to calm my heart and help me find it. as always he answered my prayers and the it was with one of the lab techs. omg, luckily, i would have been soooo sorry if i misplaced sef's present which he entrusted to me lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God works in a million little ways. he's always faithful and his mercies are new every morning. he's always there for me and is ready to work miracles anytime, even on the most trivial of things! whenever in doubt, stress, anger, sadness, despair, no hope, just turn to him and he'll be there!((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-7148017546922967370?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/7148017546922967370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=7148017546922967370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/7148017546922967370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/7148017546922967370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#7148017546922967370' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-215106244231103551</id><published>2009-07-13T14:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T15:24:28.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i can't wait for ferrari to get back to winning ways again. a third place last night and frequent glimpses of schumi in the pit lane were enough to remind me of the good old days, where i would stand when they played the german and italian national anthem for the glorious michael schumacher and know the exact tune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the title might be out of reach this season unless we can find a sudden burst of speed and technical intelligence. someone smart calculating pit/ fuel strategies. they need to find their reliability too. kimi's retirement was disappointing, he would have scored some decent points if he hung in there. but anw, it was a hard fought and well deserved podium finish for massa. first of the season! did really well to stay in front of the likes of barrichello and vettel drg his 2nd/1st stints, despite having an obviously slower car. he used his "special button" well lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good job to the team, one of the few times this season with no obvious mistakes pit wise and strategy wise. it was the other teams mistakes. worked out well for them. well, of cos with the exception of kimi's mechanical failure.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's worrying but i believe they'll survive. til then i'll wait for the prancing horse to get back to their victorious ways, the scarlet red cars to dominate the tracks again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-215106244231103551?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/215106244231103551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=215106244231103551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/215106244231103551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/215106244231103551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#215106244231103551' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-2569112085532324972</id><published>2009-06-11T16:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T16:50:30.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEHE i just read Adam Lambert's rolling stones interview woohoo! if you havent already done so, and you're not anti-adam i'd advise you to go read it as well! you'll be taken aback(in a good way) by his openess. he speaks bout his past and his sexuality with such boldness and without shame. and he says what he thinks, not worrying bout what people are gonna say its refreshing, you dont get celebrities like that. enjoyable article, no doubt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i especially like the part where he talks abt kris HAHA! how when they got put in the same room he was like, oh no they put me with the cute one..distracting! he describes him as "nice, nonchalant, pretty, and totally my type" LOL ttm! yeah, but obviously he's married and 100% straight, so too bad for adam. HAHA both of them are so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so obsessed with adam and his gay self now. i think i have this thing for gay men, honestly. there's adam, clay aiken, that brothers and sisters character, the swimmer, reiken and chip(amazing race, long time ago), wentworth miller.. its a certain affinity, gay couples are sweet haha. (btw i saw his kissing pics too!) too bad for us they're gay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, im listening to adam and kris on youtube now. the internet is amazing, the things you can do and find heh heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant seem to write well these few days, sorry for the not up to standard posts! hope i snap out of this soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-2569112085532324972?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/2569112085532324972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=2569112085532324972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/2569112085532324972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/2569112085532324972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#2569112085532324972' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-266175186028190890</id><published>2009-06-07T18:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T18:21:43.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>beautiful song</title><content type='html'>I don't know you, but I want you&lt;br /&gt;All the more for that&lt;br /&gt;Words fall through me, and always fool me&lt;br /&gt;And I can't react &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Games that never amount&lt;br /&gt;To more than they're meant&lt;br /&gt;Will play themselves out  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take this sinking boat&lt;br /&gt;And point it home&lt;br /&gt;We've still got time&lt;br /&gt;Raise your hopeful voice&lt;br /&gt;You had a choice&lt;br /&gt;You've made it now &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling slowly, eyes that know me&lt;br /&gt;And I can't go back&lt;br /&gt;Moods that take me, and erase me&lt;br /&gt;And I'm painted black &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have suffered enough&lt;br /&gt;And warred with yourself&lt;br /&gt;It's time that you won &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take this sinking boat&lt;br /&gt;And point it home&lt;br /&gt;We've still got time&lt;br /&gt;Raise your hopeful voice&lt;br /&gt;You had a choice&lt;br /&gt;You've made it now&lt;br /&gt;Falling slowly&lt;br /&gt;Sing your melody&lt;br /&gt;I'll sing it loud&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-266175186028190890?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/266175186028190890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=266175186028190890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/266175186028190890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/266175186028190890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#266175186028190890' title='beautiful song'/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-5950171501654229874</id><published>2009-06-07T17:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T18:16:32.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finding out more and more bout you everyday and it just keeps getting better. everything you do just seems so right. there's nothing you do that i wanna find fault with. the things that you say, i emphathise. the things you like, i've liked or still like. your favourite song, i have the lyrics printed out in my file. your favourite bands, i've bought the albums, i've sang the songs. your favourite team, its been my one and only. its never waivered though its much more subdued now. i was once almost as passionate as you are. the way you talk abt them, it's exactly the way i feel but fail to express verbally. when you symphathise with them i do to in the same way. too bad you wont be interested. too bad for the complications. and too bad for my lack of boldness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-5950171501654229874?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/5950171501654229874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=5950171501654229874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/5950171501654229874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/5950171501654229874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#5950171501654229874' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-5614076056308525548</id><published>2009-06-01T19:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T20:52:48.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Fat and fatter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celebrated peiying's eighteenth on friday. rushing to write her card in the toilet while they told her that i changed into my pe attire and was changing back again lol. we got her a pretty pink short sexy skirt, a necklace and a fan, hope she likes it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SiPEXjaABDI/AAAAAAAAAH0/EgF0q5l8bBE/s1600-h/n633672834_2683692_230723.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SiPEXjaABDI/AAAAAAAAAH0/EgF0q5l8bBE/s320/n633672834_2683692_230723.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342329491911869490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took pictures in the canteen!&lt;br /&gt;aft school, peiying, andrea, kailing, pris, huishan and i rushed to parkway swensens to make it in time for the one for one lunch! made it in this time abt 130+ unlike our previous attempt when the queue was too long. lots of delicious food((: had the banana crumble pan thing soooo good and deadly sinful. by then it was almost 230 and we got the student deal 9.80 for two sundaes! knowing me the cheapo-bargain-hunter-love-to-cheat-people's-money, i was super excited to have "cheated"(not really) their money lol. very full and satisfied and happy aft that plus we only payed twelve bucks for our very scrumptious meal((: we should do it again..&lt;br /&gt;hope you enjoyed yourself peiying dearest! HAPPY BIRTHDAY! hope you had a good one. you dont knw how thankful i am to have you around, LOVE YOU((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got home to change and went out to meet nic to catch Anna Karenina by the finnish ballet at the esplanade! saw some vj ppl at citylink but they didnt see us haha. sent a frantic, excited sms to kailing, which i think i should stop doing so often(sorry!) lol. &lt;br /&gt;ANW, the ballet was abt Anna who's in a loveless marriage. she falls for this other guy but she loves her son too much so she returns to them. and then that guy tries to commit suicide cos she left him. and cut the story short, Anna loses her son, her guy and finally her life as well. at least thats what i understood, haha got abit lost at times. but always feel like some high class socialite watching these kinda things((: &lt;br /&gt;such a tragic ending though. funny thing, me, nic and nic's friend abigail, all of us wore red dresses. and apparently we're all single and have sad desperate love lives(lol). how apt in keeping with the theme of the show... anw the ballet and choreo was good. some were alot better than others and it showed. the set was stunning! amazing stuff complete with an actual train that moves on/off/around stage and that you can go in and out of, and beautiful backdrops. much too often i didnt know what was going on but ohwell im not the lit type, enjoyed myself either way! THANKS NIC!&lt;br /&gt;walked ard esplanade a bit super romantic. the three of us wear red dress somemore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was DANCE HANDOVER, and it was soooo AWESOME AND GLAM AND TOTALLY COOL. thanks juniors! it's seriously like the best handover in all of vj. haha, jealous?&lt;br /&gt;had this amazing race kinda thing first around city hall, vt, merlion and all, quite fun luh my group came in first! cabbed to tanah merah country club which is the secret destination that we all alr knew abt. haha, they place is super nice ttm! even the toilets were spacious and had towels and hairdryers and all. had a nice bath haha((: the juniors all dressed up so pretty and formal and NO ONE TOLD US WE WERE SUPPOSED TO LOOK SO NICE! yeah so abit under dressed. lots of food and i ate like crap! touching and funny videos, handing over, zi high dancing karaoke and taking pics like mad...&lt;br /&gt;yay i love dance club and the dancers. at the end of everything, i think its you guys who've made this journey worth it. all the hard work and time spent and all the times i complained, really dont mean anything to me anymore. im so glad to be part of such an amazing team. and to have such great juniors who are so nice to us! even though we have not spent much time tgt, and although we may have had our doubts at the beginning. i've seen how much passion yall have for the club, it may be tough now but its a short time you'll spend here so just enjoy it you'll have no regrets at the end. thanks so much for an awesome handover, i wished it had gone on for the rest of the night and never ended. Shan and the exco, look aft the club well alright((: jiayou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok long post, shall blog again tmmr!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-5614076056308525548?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/5614076056308525548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=5614076056308525548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/5614076056308525548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/5614076056308525548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#5614076056308525548' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SiPEXjaABDI/AAAAAAAAAH0/EgF0q5l8bBE/s72-c/n633672834_2683692_230723.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044634.post-7352668278645010927</id><published>2009-05-28T15:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T18:20:15.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace out.</title><content type='html'>slacking with andrea in the com lab while we wait for H3 to start. in the long time that we've been here, i've checked my email, changed my blogskin and done many silly quizzes on facebook. awesome! btw, i think this skin is much more apt than the previous one, no? it's so much more representative of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt bother with the champions league final last night, cos personally i was only interested in one player. didnt want to be like those who watch the whole match for one man. yeah..if i had my way neither of them would have won it HAHA. nonetheless im pleased with the way it turned out and extremely happy for Thierry Henry! who finally broke the deadlock and won himself a championship final, after his disappointing finals with arsenal and france 2years ago. haha, he's my first love, and i've been faithful all these years(heh).. havent watched any of the highlights yet so dont really know how the match went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much going on in school. tomorrow's the last day, and then its the june holidays, which means a whole 4weeks of mugging(i hope). and which also means its time for the great Singapore sale! but as of now my wallet has $1.15, so wont be giving away money any oh how. shall be more prudent in my spending, like the singapore government.(or was it the US..econs heh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;admittedly, i've been emo-ing today/yesterday about something someone somehow somewhere. telling nic bout it while she tells me bout her woes and what not. but its so silly, i now realise. to get so caught up and upset in something that actually makes/made you so cheerful. shouldnt meddle with these things, if it works out for you then so be it! you should enjoy it right? ok, trying to act mature and my age over here. lol! so yup, it helps to remind yourself now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day of a very EVENTFUL and overall GOOD term 2 tomorrow! hope it'll be a HAPPY one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-7352668278645010927?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/7352668278645010927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=7352668278645010927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/7352668278645010927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/7352668278645010927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#7352668278645010927' title='Peace out.'/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-8165505720888673911</id><published>2009-05-05T15:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T16:04:47.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay! so im gonna see diane, debbie and taiyi this sunday provided they dont all pangseh last minute. really hope they come((: and then im gonna meet celine to watch wolverine, eat and SHOP til we drop! excited((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just found out today drg phy lect that we have to do our syf piece for musicfest THIS FRIDAY! its like such short notice, i feel so unfit and the dance is so unpolished and im pretty sure we're all quite rusty from our (or at least mine)non stop eating since syf!! gonna look so fat on stage omg! hope i can still fit into the costume..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really hope this swine flu thing subsides, and that we don't get affected. kinda scary how these thing always happen during years when we have major exams. i have the awesome job of nagging the class to take their temperatures twice daily, starting to sound like such a nagging auntie or whatever. brought toilet paper for them to wipe their thermomethers somemore! haha, but on some days, it does have its advantages...(*cheeky smile)hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**really anxious for tonight, hope they're up for it and put up their bestest fight, them young guns((: all the way!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-8165505720888673911?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/8165505720888673911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=8165505720888673911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/8165505720888673911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/8165505720888673911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#8165505720888673911' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-578746759337714076</id><published>2009-05-02T14:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T15:18:53.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>seventeen..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SfvwikxCWbI/AAAAAAAAAHs/B-XF-VS4Bic/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SfvwikxCWbI/AAAAAAAAAHs/B-XF-VS4Bic/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331119060698683826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ergh i need to change this blogskin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it occured to me yesterday that in slightly less than two weeks time i'd turn 18 and then i'd never be 17 again. wont be super cute like zac efron(not that i am now anw but still..) and you're supposed to be having fun while you're 17 right? its been a good year no doubt but sometimes you're a little wistful that nothing more has happened out of your life. ohman turning 18 aint all that great, sure you drink drive and club but then it makes you sound so old and mature, like "oh, im eighteen years old". im so tempted to do smth crazy and childish and embarrassing so that i can at least look at it and say, ahwell i was only seventeen back then.. lets see, what?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-578746759337714076?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/578746759337714076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=578746759337714076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/578746759337714076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/578746759337714076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#578746759337714076' title='seventeen..'/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SfvwikxCWbI/AAAAAAAAAHs/B-XF-VS4Bic/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044634.post-3395391921132530187</id><published>2009-04-03T22:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T22:49:42.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Million years since i've blogged ehh?&lt;br /&gt;not gonna bore you with minute details of my very boring life, honestly, im too lazy anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one paragraph to sum up what im feeling now:&lt;br /&gt;kinda sad going to school. i miss my friends. i miss going out. so many things i wanna do that i can't. constantly living in fear of certain people, very careful not to cross any lines. keeping distances to avoid getting hurt. dance/syf/dance/dance/dance/dance. do this do that. an OKAY ballet exam that could've gone better. cts that were good in the good areas yet extremely bad in the bad parts. yet clinging on to whatever optimism and hope that's left inside of me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-3395391921132530187?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/3395391921132530187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=3395391921132530187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/3395391921132530187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/3395391921132530187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#3395391921132530187' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-8699996480211042436</id><published>2009-02-13T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T22:09:18.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A special valentines' day greeting to my SINGLE LADIES out there. there's no shame in spending this day alone((: LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to DIANE DEBBIE AND TAIYI! til the day we guys finally meet someone that meets all our expectations, let's remain single and happy and just complain bout them la huh? hehe((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CELINE! haha yay we make each other feel and LOOK loved right! (with our flowers hahaha) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a fun day, in some ways better and in other ways not as ood as last years. thinking about last year fills me with regret. but cant do anything to make things right huh. hold on to whats left! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of gifts and fattening food omg! oh and i must say this ANDREA YEO you ahh make me shy only! tsk. so basically ntg special. sweat(ed) super much cos of PE, hot weather, dance! damn gross. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wanted to say thanks for the LOVE people!&lt;br /&gt;i loove you((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-8699996480211042436?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/8699996480211042436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=8699996480211042436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/8699996480211042436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/8699996480211042436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#8699996480211042436' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-2847405301187755317</id><published>2009-01-30T17:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T17:58:25.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lucky day?</title><content type='html'>today must be my &lt;em&gt;lucky day &lt;/em&gt;or something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two of my crushes who i used to like came to talk to me, like all of a sudden! and it's not just the hi/goodbye/see you in the corridor kind. they came and started talking to me lol. i never used to talk to them at all okay, other than plesantries in the hallway haha! strange right.. kinda cool too((: normally, that would make me a very happy person but im abit over the whole crush thing. my happiness merely extends to a smile. haha my emotions are under control! im growing((: hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANW! wahlao talk about being lucky.. just when i thought it was gonna be a good day, this ...teacher(not good to scold them) caught me for my skirt during spotcheck. like wth my skirt is so freaking ass long, even by my mum's standards. cant even count how many girls have skirts shorter than me la. whats with the DOUBLE STANDARDS? make me stand in front of the parade sq somemore, throw face pls. the two male tchers who i shd not name did not say my skirt was short when i asked them la! but they couldnt say it was okay either, cos alr kena caught abit malu for that tcher if they go back on her word right.. tsk all the female tchers came to her support anw. my friends were kinda surprised, cos really, if you could see, you'd knw my skirt is LONG. not even normal, it's LONG. humph, made me so angry. wahlao so now im abit fat, my butt abit ciao so the back abit shorter la. its still longer than ALOT of other people okay! i showed mum and she said not to bother so there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of good and bad things happened. i guess they balance each other out or smth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note, lauretta claire john has gone home to perth! no more going out and talking crap and hanging out with her anymore)): come back after A's babe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SYLKA_zXTrI/AAAAAAAAAG8/bjYCK4di2_g/s1600-h/DSCN1172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SYLKA_zXTrI/AAAAAAAAAG8/bjYCK4di2_g/s400/DSCN1172.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297018230216806066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lauretta you better see this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;attended scholarship talk just now. waited super long. i paraded my short skirt, sewed my ballet shoes discretely and talked to kenickie while waiting. kenickie is nice to talk to((: anw, talk bout scholarships and uni and all is super scaryand foreign to me.  i dont know what i wanna do and i dont have no clear vision or whatever abt my intersts, and haha i dont think i carry myself very well. ahh i shd really start working harder like mummy says. hope God will lead me and guide me in what to do((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more photos from the new year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SYLNpT8An6I/AAAAAAAAAHk/at9WupVK4J4/s1600-h/DSCN1190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SYLNpT8An6I/AAAAAAAAAHk/at9WupVK4J4/s400/DSCN1190.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297022221351428002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; stupid act cute shot with my fav people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SYLNo4LO5JI/AAAAAAAAAHc/4Op4_sO6GHY/s1600-h/DSCN1180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SYLNo4LO5JI/AAAAAAAAAHc/4Op4_sO6GHY/s400/DSCN1180.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297022213899084946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; celine dearest((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SYLNoiAr0sI/AAAAAAAAAHU/y_-MaUa0MG4/s1600-h/DSCN1177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SYLNoiAr0sI/AAAAAAAAAHU/y_-MaUa0MG4/s400/DSCN1177.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297022207949263554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;seb and i look so sweet omg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SYLNoYXaxTI/AAAAAAAAAHM/5p3IoaOB5Xk/s1600-h/DSCN1168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SYLNoYXaxTI/AAAAAAAAAHM/5p3IoaOB5Xk/s400/DSCN1168.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297022205360260402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my fav dancers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SYLNoFmV7_I/AAAAAAAAAHE/yOHCpdqehvw/s1600-h/DSCN1157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SYLNoFmV7_I/AAAAAAAAAHE/yOHCpdqehvw/s400/DSCN1157.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297022200322584562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cny with 08s66!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-2847405301187755317?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/2847405301187755317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=2847405301187755317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/2847405301187755317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/2847405301187755317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#2847405301187755317' title='lucky day?'/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SYLKA_zXTrI/AAAAAAAAAG8/bjYCK4di2_g/s72-c/DSCN1172.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044634.post-671337493326110655</id><published>2009-01-26T14:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T14:55:39.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lord we need your grace and mercy&lt;br /&gt;we need to pray like never before&lt;br /&gt;we need the power of the holy spirit&lt;br /&gt;to open heaven's door&lt;br /&gt;Spirit touch your church&lt;br /&gt;stir the hearts of men&lt;br /&gt;revive us Lord&lt;br /&gt;with your passion once again&lt;br /&gt;I want to care for others&lt;br /&gt;like Jesus cares for me&lt;br /&gt;let your rain fall upon me((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(mum complains again..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-671337493326110655?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/671337493326110655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=671337493326110655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/671337493326110655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/671337493326110655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#671337493326110655' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-1298515880421085120</id><published>2009-01-26T14:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T14:52:49.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whoo i havent touched this blog in sooo long!&lt;br /&gt;first of all, Happy CNY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum's been complaining that i use the computer too often and that i've not been doing any work! arghhh where got! so as of this chinese new year, i will cut down, which also means my blogging will remain as irregular as it alr is, and that your pictures have got to wait to be uploaded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, i've noticed a trend which would explain my eargerly wanting to use the computer recently heh heh. its always when i wanna check up on people and look at their facebooks and stuff, haha. so who now? im sure quite a handful of you know alr, considering i havent made much effort to keep it a secret. yeah kinda emo yesterday and the day before thinking bout him and how i've wasted opportunities and how he doesnt and will nvr knw bout me and how i'll just remain that girl he sees off and on. but it's okay. in view of the new year and my new found optimism, it'll happen if it happens, thats all i can say. it might even be a phase, kinda slipsiding abit alr i think. hehe. thanks for cheering me up NIC and DIANE. btw, he's super cute((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh, i am now also not as broke thanks to the angpows! spent all my money on friday and saturday. had great fun with the dance peeps, but ASTONS, POOL, and KBOX doesnt help your wallet one bit! then on sat it was WET AND WILD and SUBWAY with my cousins and their friends haha super fun again. but left me with only a ten dollar note for reunion lunch on sunday with diane, ty and deb! sorry i had to live off you lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this Chinese New Year shall mark the start of a new me! (i hope)&lt;br /&gt;off to be ME((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-1298515880421085120?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/1298515880421085120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=1298515880421085120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/1298515880421085120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/1298515880421085120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#1298515880421085120' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-981162125485807993</id><published>2009-01-03T21:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T21:50:02.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SV9sx_gzXTI/AAAAAAAAAGs/XW51h_b_DYQ/s1600-h/chris_csi1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SV9sx_gzXTI/AAAAAAAAAGs/XW51h_b_DYQ/s400/chris_csi1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287064093674659122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favourite bald rocker dude CHRIS DAUGHTRY appeared on CSI:NY, as a musician suspect or smth and boy was he really good at it! i've watched it on youtube and he was really convincing and HOT!! omg! reminds me of the time i dragged rachel along to the heeren to see him for the autograph session and i was too stunned to say anything cos that bald head of his and okay, just his presence and looks were too overpowering they consumed me. and the time i was so upset i couldnt go for his concert cos it was at st james powerstation and i couldnt get tickets and anw i was underage, ended up watching on youtube instead:/ anw, im encouraging you guys to go check him out. theres a picture for you to drool at too((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;/you're making me behave a lil bit desperate&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-981162125485807993?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/981162125485807993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=981162125485807993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/981162125485807993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/981162125485807993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#981162125485807993' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SV9sx_gzXTI/AAAAAAAAAGs/XW51h_b_DYQ/s72-c/chris_csi1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044634.post-4016851250911149716</id><published>2009-01-03T11:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T12:01:53.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new year!</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year dudes! although two days have alr passed of this new year, and they have not been the best of days, but im not gonna let that be representative of how the year's gonna turn out. its not too late to change right? admittedly, i've made some mistakes in 2008 and i apologise to whoever i've hurt or given crap to. think i might have given alot of you in school a bad impression of me and i really wanna change that. hope we can make amends and start afresh ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hence so my new years resolutions are to:&lt;br /&gt;1.build better realtionships &lt;br /&gt;2.be more hardworking&lt;br /&gt;3.dress nicely and dont take so long to get ready.&lt;br /&gt;4.be more mature in handling situations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha okay i know no. 3 is crap but don't laugh! really hope to make 2009 an even better year okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;side note: i wanna tell someone but then i dont want to either. haha sorry to those i almost tell lol((: but you'll have to figure out yourself ba. diane, lauretta! hehe. it's funny when someone's guesed right, and teases you abt cos they think its fake. and then you play along but it becomes even more fake. heh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-4016851250911149716?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/4016851250911149716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=4016851250911149716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/4016851250911149716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/4016851250911149716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#4016851250911149716' title='new year!'/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-4617220710222755063</id><published>2008-12-30T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T23:30:57.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>caught AUSTRALIA today, and seriously, it wasnt such a bad show. actually pretty good, i quite liked it! except the first part i was a lil confused with the thick aussie ascents. several unanswered questions, as is the case after most movies i watch, lol. can't wait to watch it again! go catch it seriously, dont bother how long it is, it was really good! it captured like so many emotions, and it was just a very very nice show, come to think of it. hugh jackman and nicole kidman, hot stuff man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh but we went to lido, and now i understand why people dont like going there. it was a horrible cinema, plus all the people watching were like aunties and uncles, many balding(not the kind that i like) and hair turning white. super run down and such a small screen. and it was a tad bit too soft, haha like the way the old people like it. the seats were all dogdy, plus the show bein abt the world war, made me feel i was in a cinema back in the seventies or eighties. hees, my mum kept scolding me for complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new years eve tmmr!! i need to write out my new year resolutions lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-4617220710222755063?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/4617220710222755063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=4617220710222755063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/4617220710222755063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/4617220710222755063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#4617220710222755063' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-4281678667361583769</id><published>2008-12-29T14:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T15:33:40.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MERRY CHRISTMAS AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;br /&gt;May God's love be with you this festive season((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm blogging not cos theres anything significant to blo about, but its the most sane thing to do considering all the other things i'm doing online right now. heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;updates! met celine, preethi and rekha the other day! my favourite people, i miss them and i miss having them in class with me! we watched twilight and shopped, or rather tried on tons of clothes but didnt bu anything. had our half priced waffles. and we took loads of photos! seriously, i was quite exhausted after all that posing. either way, i love them! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SVh5Ma9A3TI/AAAAAAAAAGM/kNRpB-ukP3I/s1600-h/n611417857_1209927_4772.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SVh5Ma9A3TI/AAAAAAAAAGM/kNRpB-ukP3I/s320/n611417857_1209927_4772.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285107417019899186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been spending alot of time with cousins too! lauretta's here from australia, we caught nick and norah's infinite playlist, which is crap dunno how it got four stars. shopped at heeren! amazing stuff, so many things i wanna get, no money! watched angus thongs and perfect snogging with her and will which was much better! its so damn hilarious, and my goodness, the two HOT guys are reason enough to watch it. seriously, its an awesome show i wanna wtch it again! great songs too! and honestly, after watching AARON JOHNSON sing in the band, i feel like wearing skinnies and those band tshirts just like him. argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SVh5MT3ERbI/AAAAAAAAAGU/kWUmdEFA5mo/s1600-h/DSCN1084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SVh5MT3ERbI/AAAAAAAAAGU/kWUmdEFA5mo/s320/DSCN1084.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285107415115908530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we also went ICESKATING! like finally, someone to go with. lauretta, sebastian, william, and his friend shawn! who, like punched my arm when he saw me lol. they're all super pro and im the only noob who can't skate lah. im proud that i ONLY fell three times though. i think i also made lauretta fall, sorry! and they kept pulling me really really fast, and tried to make me fall! grrr! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SVh5NITvHDI/AAAAAAAAAGk/4gzO7IZhtcI/s1600-h/n649768460_1294071_7453.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SVh5NITvHDI/AAAAAAAAAGk/4gzO7IZhtcI/s320/n649768460_1294071_7453.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285107429194800178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SVh5M58Tk6I/AAAAAAAAAGc/2sKF0Fj52Ps/s1600-h/n649768460_1294068_6713.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SVh5M58Tk6I/AAAAAAAAAGc/2sKF0Fj52Ps/s320/n649768460_1294068_6713.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285107425338430370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also went to joni's place with xiaoxuan the other night. her other adult ballet class students were there. quite fun playing ballet games and eating. my dearest xx was hlarious omg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND hmm i think i've got a new crush omg. you knw how at one stage i kept coming online to check out a4's profile and sites and videos. AHH im stalking someone else now oh no! kinda hot haha. i guess it explains my facebook staus and my msn nick. damnit, think im mad! i shall not go into specifics cos thats gonna be quite embarrassing. so thats it for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha and right now, im watching videos of my new fav show, brothers and sisters. GAY ones omg! of kevin, its just really really sweet and cute. plus singapore doesnt show the kissing bits lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. so bad guy crush and gay videos, can't get much crazier than this can you? hees.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-4281678667361583769?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/4281678667361583769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=4281678667361583769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/4281678667361583769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/4281678667361583769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#4281678667361583769' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SVh5Ma9A3TI/AAAAAAAAAGM/kNRpB-ukP3I/s72-c/n611417857_1209927_4772.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044634.post-791531393798319844</id><published>2008-12-12T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:50:04.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OKAY i'm just blogging cos i know i havent been for a really long while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just got back two days ago from chiangmai! nice short two/half day trip with family. lots of shopping/eating/sight-seeing/eating/shopping/quality time and yes you get the idea. thought i did quite alot of shopping, but when i got back, it seemed quite little.. hmm, does that mean more room for somemore shopping? hehe i wonder. among other things, i got my nails painted and manicured! i wanted a really outrgeos colour, so now the're ELECTRIC BLUE! im serious. kinda like a witch/dracula/vampire, i dunno, one of those scary things. cool huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for taiyi's dance concert last week. dance spectrum international, which for three years running have churned out amazing vj-dsa dancers who can do almost any/everything! lol. it was obvious who the STAR was la huh.. haha honored to be a GOOD FRIEND of hers hehe. taiyi was amazing! went there with debbie and diane. and among other j1 vj dancers, peehua and weian and hannahw were there too! ohman im really gonna miss the j2s! i read about ppl saying it and all, and im like, yeah yeah. but ohman! realised im actually quite close to them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was just thinking, next year, peehua wont be there in my senior class standing next to me during assembly. and she wont comfort me and sit with me on the days i really can't stand my class. and we wont gossip and argh!, argh wont be there. and wei-an, he wont come and disturb us in the mrg when we're doing work even though he needs the work more than we do. and he wont bring me to do pull-ups so i wont fail my napfa, and he wont be there to comfort me and tell me that life ain't that bad when im really low and bumped out about school, and to cheer me up. and he wont be there, free as ever, with nothing to do, to keep me company. ARGHH HOW? what am i gonna do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs. today was the last dance practice in school, which means i have to be EXTRA careful not to overeat like i have been for the past few weeks grrr. andy was sick again(poor thing). saw peiying, feels like a really long while hor. see la, never tell me bout her life and her secrets and all as usual! and i saw mrs koh! still quite cute((: i feel so lost touched with school, school work, classmates. seriously havent seen them in like, ages. guess im not really that close to anyone in particular anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to work extra hard over what reamins of the holidays!((:&lt;br /&gt;i will make sure i don't eat excessively over the holiday season! (even though relatives will be here and we'll celebrate like mad! im alr growing fatter and fatter it has to stop or it never will lols)&lt;br /&gt;i need to do some holiday shopping! &lt;br /&gt;i wanna watch nick and norah's infinite playlist, twilight, australia, she's just not that into you, angus thongs and perfect snogging, ok thats quite alot alr.&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait to get back to ballet! woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll upload some photos next time, my eyelids are closing..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-791531393798319844?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/791531393798319844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=791531393798319844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/791531393798319844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/791531393798319844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#791531393798319844' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-3611423068575809544</id><published>2008-11-26T20:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T20:59:06.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick)):</title><content type='html'>I'm sick. fever, cold, shivering, aching, sorethroat, yeah the usual.&lt;br /&gt;just as work ended somemore, need to wait abit before enjoying hols again.&lt;br /&gt;damn, i probably caught it from mum, debbie, someone from work or someone in dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;URGH. &lt;br /&gt;im aching from this thing that i've caught + i'm aching from andy's class&lt;br /&gt;can't differentiate them but TOGETHER, you have a DOUBLE dose of aches UURRGGH!&lt;br /&gt;its hard to sit down and climb the stairs and even walk. &lt;br /&gt;i feel hot now, and my eyes are swollen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i prayed that the sickness would hold back until after this morning's dance, so guess im facing the consequences. didnt dance very well today, sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope it subsides by tmmr. but mummy said if it doesnt, we wont go out, but we'll go borrow videos and eat at hongkong cafe nearby, which suits me just fine((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, lots more stuff to do, provided i get better soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;recently been coming online quite alot ahh. and nothing really to do. been looking at blogs, and facebook and all. damn STALKER, omg i have to stop. heh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-3611423068575809544?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/3611423068575809544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=3611423068575809544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/3611423068575809544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/3611423068575809544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#3611423068575809544' title='sick)):'/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-7012046690998453498</id><published>2008-11-22T17:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T17:51:16.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEBBIE! lauren loves you, can't wait to celebrate with you guys((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, i survived one week of working for mr. prime minister! well, ok, not DIRECTLY for him. but i do help indirectly i hope. heh. that's why they call it the pmo right? basically been doing lots of reading and typing. its almost like extra-credit gp, reading articles on population/migration etc. ermm i guess its a good experience. after all the initial deliberation, anxiety, hope and excitement, im not sure if i regret taking up the internship. another week to go. and it's clashing with a lot of my committments in school. well, actually only dance laa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im suddenly very ON about dance. school wise, actually wished i could attend all the conditioning, patrick's hip hop, andy's crazy classes, everything! arghhhh. guess it's cause i realised since friday's audition that i really have to buck up if i wanna keep up with the rest of the dancers. in every aspect. theres always this element of fear because i think i can't pull of the steps the way andy wants me too, which is kinda scary although, ok, as he claims, he's a nice guy. lol. but okay. i will buck up, for them as much as for me((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ballet! need to improve too! practised awhile this morning outside my house. my mum kept laughing at me and she said the neighbours would think im mad! what to do? thats the biggest open area, plus, can look at my reflection in the glass doors! haha but quite paiseh la. as the guy came round to collect rubbish i kinda stopped, cos, you knw, a bit awkward la. and he said Hi.. lols/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd i went for dance auditions for syf in the mrg. then went for work later. then at night went all the way to the other end of singapore! clementi. laura's house! haha. lauren laura lorraine and pee hua! and wei an came back later! had lots of fun at her beautiful place. we even climbed out the window and lay on the roof under the night sky, looking at the clouds((: quite a romantic place i must say. quite scary too when the tiles move as you step on them. there was nice food and nice cake and nice company! enjoyed myself((: HAPPY EIGHTEENTH LAURA((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha talked and talked until it was too late for me to take the mrt home, so cabbed, and it was like the most expensive cab fare ever! they stayed over at her place but i couldnt)): so yeah, missed out on the juicy gossips. had to leave just as they were getting started. WEIAN told me SHOCKING news abt someone just as the cab came around. and i was like DARN! AGAIN the story cannot continue! haha anw, the news is sure to shock and devastate two people out there, who MIGHT see this. quite hard to keep it to myself larh, so called diane to tell her an she was like, LIKE I CARE! lols got home and i wished deb on the dot at 00:00 hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well okay, thats about all for this week. busy busy.&lt;br /&gt;AND IM ACHING NOW! WHYY AH? must be cos i havent been dancing for so long, even andy's very MILD class yesterday also cannot tahan. sighs. &lt;br /&gt;and the whole thing about the A and 4 letters ah..haiyah. dunno what i want man. how?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-7012046690998453498?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/7012046690998453498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=7012046690998453498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/7012046690998453498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/7012046690998453498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#7012046690998453498' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-4065465818532992161</id><published>2008-11-13T12:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T14:20:26.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>with love((:</title><content type='html'>whoo finally got some time off to blog again!&lt;br /&gt;the past few days have been power-packed days i tell you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok saw this in someone's blog: one of the perks of being single is that you get plenty of time writing meaningless blog on your sad tragic love life and publicise to the whole world.&lt;br /&gt;wahahawhawhaha, exactly what im gonna do now((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just some highlights then/&lt;br /&gt;last friday; spent a quiet day by myself which included a delicious subway meal. just to get my mind straight, gather my thoughts. met up with diane and debbie at night. ate pepper lunch at the food court cos diane was on a budget. dessert at delifrance. talked abt stuff, relationships(if you can even call them that) and what not. just thankful to have people like them. and DEBBIE, i love you for standing up for me, for using your strongest tool(ahaha your arguing) for me. i still cant bring myself to see it, but im touched. just knowing what you did makes me feel better((: hope it all works out for the three of us, and for taiyi too(LOL). but if not, we'll go on with the plan to hire the cute ang moh guy yeah? hehehe. love you guys((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday; watched HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL! haha it was soo awesome, even though admittedly i wasnt as excited initially as i was for the second one. and it was kinda cliched, i mean its a disney movie right.. but it was still really good the choreo and all! love seeing troy and gabriella together and how sweet they are, and it just made me think about how i dont have that or anything near that. how, right now, i wish so much that life would be like a high school musical. all the happy endings, no complications, problems that eventually work themselves out. and i wish a hot, charming zac efron would call me up to the rooftop to invite me to prom and to dance the waltz with me up there until it rains. (and then later have our clothes dry up almost immediately as we go back to class LOL) yeah, definitely some jealousy and longing there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tues; conditioning again. not quite as good since i was still aching from ballet on sunday and conditioning the previous day. my muscles almost felt like they were gonna rip apart. went shopping for work clothes for my internship next week aft that. went for adrian's class at night. and he made us do the SAME exercise thing for your abs which i did that morning! GRRRR. good class though, i think adrian was feeling sexy or smth, from his choreo to what he was wearing, HAHA((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wed; went "swimming"(well, i can't really swim) at celine's. sentosa cove((: then sushi buffet at sakae. ohman, i tell you im still so full from it now. her brother drove us out in his sports car(was it?). haha sitting in the front seat was quite an experience, given how fast he accelerates, lol! like holding on for dear life, heh. and in the evening, met DIANE to go for dance again! my last dance class at studio wu, i might add. or at least for now. andy's class. nice way to end my one month of classes at studio wu. it has been a $128.40 well spent((: &lt;br /&gt;haha couldnt really catch the steps, dunno why. and omg, so malu, there was one part that i did super fast and he was like staring at me lol! but andy was super funny though, esp trying to sing the "honestly.. i believe.." part. hehe((:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont think i can continue classes anymore)): next 2 weeks there's work. maybe holiday the week after. ballet's gonna be twice a week for exams. and dance in school's gonna get more intense. ahhh. and right now my legs need a well deserved break i think. but i do wanna continue going back there)):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the initial excitement abt EYECandy has died down i think. no more searching for his videos online. no longer an obssession. seeing him yesterday, there were no feelings. no excitement. at some point it might even have been dislike. haha i said it'd be over on wednesday. i wasnt sad, or disappointed. but then when i think abt it, i kinda find myself not wanting to let go. wanting to continue. like when i think abt him smiling and waving goodbye((: haha. and all the silly things he does. and how he looked at you. whats worse is that i dont even know what i expect out of this. you know ultimately, all its ever gonna be is a crush that one day youll look back on and laugh at. i think i need time. you'll be a memory. a good one((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;told you it'd be a meaningless post abt my sad tragic lovelife right? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SRvAwEEdDdI/AAAAAAAAAGE/O_MeBN5hCxE/s1600-h/DSCN0705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SRvAwEEdDdI/AAAAAAAAAGE/O_MeBN5hCxE/s320/DSCN0705.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268016121098603986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SRvAvp6f1pI/AAAAAAAAAF8/0O_TxOtHxQk/s1600-h/DSCN0708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SRvAvp6f1pI/AAAAAAAAAF8/0O_TxOtHxQk/s320/DSCN0708.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268016114077521554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SRvAvL1FcwI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Fa9dQyZGThQ/s1600-h/DSCN0711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SRvAvL1FcwI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Fa9dQyZGThQ/s320/DSCN0711.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268016106001756930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some pictures from yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and listen to this.&lt;br /&gt;dont bother watching it. just listten, such a nice emo song. i like.&lt;br /&gt;haha been hooked ever since andy used it for his choreo. whooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RT-DtwtVG_4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RT-DtwtVG_4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-4065465818532992161?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/4065465818532992161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=4065465818532992161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/4065465818532992161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/4065465818532992161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#4065465818532992161' title='with love((:'/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SRvAwEEdDdI/AAAAAAAAAGE/O_MeBN5hCxE/s72-c/DSCN0705.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044634.post-6811826671535432448</id><published>2008-11-06T22:26:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T23:12:51.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cheers.</title><content type='html'>i need a drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEERS, to the end of PW. and effectively, the official end of my school year! its been one heck of a year, and all i can say is that im trying, to make it better, to make me better. bare with me((:&lt;br /&gt;pw went alright, with no major slip ups from what i saw. hope i didnt stumble too much though. thought my pwmates did well too! really glad to have had worked with you guys! for now though, its a much needed closure to a subject that swayed so many different ways. off (wii) go! heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SRMAQTpVMOI/AAAAAAAAAFU/BQ1vpDF1fGo/s1600-h/DSCN0685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SRMAQTpVMOI/AAAAAAAAAFU/BQ1vpDF1fGo/s320/DSCN0685.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265552669477777634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEERS, to our ballet results! dont really know how the rest did, but i think i did fair enough, considering. joni thinks that for my standard i shd have gotten a 78, but i fell short of that 3 marks. lol. luckily still made it for a distinction((: congrats to zifang who got sooo high! im satisfied. know im not your typical ballerina. im not built like one, yeah yeah if you know me you'd knw what i mean. seriously. dont have the physique, the posture, and that natural technicality. haha but its okay! it is an improvement of ten marks from my previous majors. more mature now i think. lol. xiao xuan! lets jiayou for grade 8 okay! my two beloved partners below!((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SRMCdMLtGhI/AAAAAAAAAFc/KEt0FCbbeHs/s1600-h/n704656231_1420057_8527.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SRMCdMLtGhI/AAAAAAAAAFc/KEt0FCbbeHs/s320/n704656231_1420057_8527.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265555089836022290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEERS to Felipe Massa for a job well done! although you didnt win, i thought you gave it a good shot. my heart goes out to all the ferrari guys for the epic defeat, but kudos for the hard work, for not giving up, we almost made it happen..again! must admit, i do miss the days of michael schumacher and ross brawn, when (almost) everything ran like clockwork, everything was spot-on, strategies calculated to perfection. many slip ups this season that should have been avoided. but ohwell, i continue to support the prancing horse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEERS to d&amp;d(dinner and dance) with diane! went for andy's class with diane yesterday. and she claims to have learnt the same choreo four times. at least it's a nice song and a nice person teching yeah? lol havent seen her in ages!! had dinner had hong kong cafe aft that. looking for hiphop stuff but didnt find. cant wait to meet her and debbie tmr to have a good and nice chat((: love you guys omg!!! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SRMGCxZT_cI/AAAAAAAAAFk/hJY0-oFaCrI/s1600-h/DSCN0674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SRMGCxZT_cI/AAAAAAAAAFk/hJY0-oFaCrI/s320/DSCN0674.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265559034015251906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SRMGkrlLA-I/AAAAAAAAAFs/H4gSgSP8EBs/s1600-h/DSCN0672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SRMGkrlLA-I/AAAAAAAAAFs/H4gSgSP8EBs/s320/DSCN0672.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265559616569934818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEERS to bridge! its made our class an oficial gambling dent. everyone's playing it lol. anytime, anywhere. 16 of us had lunch at hong kong cafe the other day and we ALL started playing lol. really cool sight. played today at the food court at parkway too. and aft op outside the science labs. and while we were rehearsing for op. and really just whenevver we're free(or not) and wherever we wont get caught((: HEHE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and CHEERS to this sore-ness and emptiness that im feeling right now. im gonna spend a day by myself tomorrow, i've decided. just feel abit jaded. like i cant be bothered, and dont have the mood for many things right now. thinking of EYECandy makes me sore, emotionless. ahhh i dont know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEERS ANW((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-6811826671535432448?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/6811826671535432448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=6811826671535432448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/6811826671535432448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/6811826671535432448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#6811826671535432448' title='cheers.'/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SRMAQTpVMOI/AAAAAAAAAFU/BQ1vpDF1fGo/s72-c/DSCN0685.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044634.post-5821131315594458645</id><published>2008-11-02T14:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T15:50:57.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Danz War</title><content type='html'>yoyoyo!&lt;br /&gt;straigt to the point. last night, me and the dance peeps, 14 of us headed down to ST JAMES POWERHOUSE for DANZ WAR! no, we did NOT sneak in. &lt;br /&gt;well well, met for dinner first and on our way there, saw william! haha i think i was high alr, with all the anticipation and i kinda shouted out for him lol. sorry lahh. anw, it being our virgin attempt to a club, we were quite suaku, not really sure where to go and all. followed the crowds((: and the queue was so long! we didnt even know we had to queue and were just standing ard at first. hah. and when we finally got in, man it was sooo crowded. luckily, me julynn and peiying squeezed through to stand on the sofa, quite a good view from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err, so. it wasnt that big a deal going into a club aft you get past the initial excitement. furthermore the event was just so-so and that didnt help.. but i did enjoy myself((: WADE ROBSON was one of the judges! (the only credible one i feel) the dancing was quite good. some groups were really amazing and some were umm less. haha spotted adrian(studio wu) dancing up there, and i thought his group, dance wise was one of the best(maybe even THE best)! haha and yeahh he looked quite cute too((: quite liked the group in black as well. kudos to them all, but personally i wouldnt have picked the eventual winners as one of the better ones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy..been keeping this part back this whole time. the highlight for me, apart from seeing wade robson and hearing his comments, was when SOUL performed! ohmann i think they did an awesome job! platinum did really well dancing too! yeahh really enjoyed the two of them, but okay, back to SOUL! yes, SOUL, the superband one. dont look at me like that, i DO enjoy chinese music sometimes okay. heh heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOUL! my first time seeing them perform, and i thought the singing and dancing were both great! awesome stuff man.(despite the accident lol) damn high watching them sing jing wu men(isit?). screaming like siao! but now i regret a lil not paying closer attention to their performance, starting to miss it alr)): tried to take pictures but they kept moving lol. awww, wish i could see them sing again though! and yes, i know you know that i really especially wanted to see ANDY! andy was so cool pls! he sings really really really good. haha he was all clad in the typical chinese boyband kinda wierdd clothes, with strange details everywhere, but boy, he still rocked the stage man! and i still thought he looked really awesome((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the thing we kinda hung ard the stage hoping to take some shots with them. they wanted to meet wade robson, and me.. well me too(HEH). peiying was helping me call andy out for a photo but he kept talking to those people inside, and all we could do was try to get a shot of him through the big crowd of people. evetually left cos they were chasing us out. it was kinda lame that we all had to leave and only those above 18 could re-enter. but ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw adrain outside, dragged peiying to take photo with him too. lol. he cant rmb us but ohwell, only attended his class twice. hanging ard and looking out for a tall guy with blonde hair. starting walking off, and i was not sad although i would have liked to just say hi to andy haha. but i walked off satisfied, having alr seen them perform. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as luck would have it, there they were, the three of them, at the carpark! haha peiying was urging me on haha, plucked up the courage to ask him for a photo, and he said cannn. i think he was drinking apple juice? lol, smelled like la. anw he put his bottle in the plastic bag down. and so finally got a shot with him. and his phone was like vibrating in his pocket heh. he said he knew who i was, but yeahh.. not so sure bout that, he probably just didnt wanna hurt my feelings((: okay i told him he sang really well. and then we left, with me slightly more then satisfied aft that((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha okay. its a pity i always smile really badly and act really wierdly ard these kinda pple. like, that guy from rmun, and like when i met CHRIS DAUGHTRY. as such, the photo is really not tht great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SQ1ZsSleraI/AAAAAAAAAFM/S5r78u-QdhQ/s1600-h/DSCN0666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SQ1ZsSleraI/AAAAAAAAAFM/S5r78u-QdhQ/s320/DSCN0666.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263962156904132002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; andy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SQ1Zr3KaOAI/AAAAAAAAAFE/5LJnj9WsrYM/s1600-h/DSCN0665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SQ1Zr3KaOAI/AAAAAAAAAFE/5LJnj9WsrYM/s320/DSCN0665.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263962149542836226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; us and adrian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SQ1Zrlav2II/AAAAAAAAAE8/MrJ6rqlgvpM/s1600-h/DSCN0649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SQ1Zrlav2II/AAAAAAAAAE8/MrJ6rqlgvpM/s320/DSCN0649.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263962144779524226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the man himself, wade robson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SQ1ZrDLfiZI/AAAAAAAAAE0/EKDBFGgDp_8/s1600-h/DSCN0632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SQ1ZrDLfiZI/AAAAAAAAAE0/EKDBFGgDp_8/s320/DSCN0632.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263962135588735378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;soul performing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SQ1ZqreuLTI/AAAAAAAAAEs/PBk2WcRWY88/s1600-h/DSCN0614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SQ1ZqreuLTI/AAAAAAAAAEs/PBk2WcRWY88/s320/DSCN0614.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263962129226935602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;adrain's group&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;told you i looked funny right..&lt;br /&gt;gushed to diane, william and fangxiao abt it on my way back in the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my pm on msn is.. im proud to announce that this obsession is firmly under control. lols, py, diane, and xiaoxuan have all disagreed! but really i assure you, it is. i wasnt even that high last night. i could definitely have been alot worse okay!((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-5821131315594458645?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/5821131315594458645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=5821131315594458645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/5821131315594458645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/5821131315594458645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#5821131315594458645' title='Danz War'/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SQ1ZsSleraI/AAAAAAAAAFM/S5r78u-QdhQ/s72-c/DSCN0666.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044634.post-938787740565516620</id><published>2008-10-30T22:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T23:20:34.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Dance.</title><content type='html'>first and foremost, im happy to say that... chinese is finally over! so the staying at home, studying this week, all that its OVER! hope it all goes well though! now left with PW, and i'll be completely free! (well, almost anw.)haha i was really really high and happy just now but its died down, unfortunately. back to feeling misearble now:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay okay i know i havent blogged in awhile but im really inspired to blog again after reading some blogs. with te recent hooha and obssession with you-know-who, this post shall be about dance((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think dancing at studio wu has reignited that passion for dancing in me. contrary to the impression i might have accidently immpressed upon all of you (heh due to the over anthusiastic-ness, i've been enjoying dance not only because of andy okay! although i do admit, i enjoy his classes the most! he's the funniest and nicest and just the coolest to learn from. plus he'll sing really nicely for you to dance to lol. &lt;br /&gt;but yeah, back to the main point, think i've started to enjoy dancing and classes again which is a good thing((: dancing now again helps me forget everything else, the problems around me, it makes me happppy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been dancing quite frequently recently. theres studio wu(which im gonna go for everyday next week lol), theres ballet, and then theres conditioning, patrick's hiphop and andy's class in school. back to being a full time dancer! oh and btw this andy is a different one! NOT andy lee. yeahh, anw if you didnt know, patrick and andy cai, our two new instructors at school! awesome stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today alone, we had patrick's class for two hours then andy's for another two. starting to get used to patrick's style i think. didnt really like it at first, but ohwell you've got to experiment with diferent things right? andy's class was a killer as usual. he took part in the dance floor btw. haha, its crazy, your body is just pushed to the limit. my thighs felt sooo heavy i couldnt even do a grand battement. and we did eight minutes of crutches pls! plus lots of turns and some partner work. again, his style is really different too and i think i need to get used to it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of patrick, how cool is this.. he picked WADE ROBSON up from the airport yesterday and today he's gonna have dinner with him! superr coooool. i wanna go for danz war this saturday night errghhhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna be really upset once my one month pass at studio wu ends! dont think im gonna continue it cos theres the attachment, dance at sch, extra ballet for exams, plus all the holiday stuff. and im still contemplating the 15 classes thing, no money laaa. but that would mean.. no more andy's class! how? diane goes for his classes you know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while we're on the andy thing, i think his "story" is really cool. i wonder why the "late bloomers" always turn out to be pros, while those that satrt from young mostly die off eventually.(like me) guess they have the passion. they actually dare to pursue it and they work hard at it and all. well yeahh, so andy.. really admire how he followed his dream, left his job to beicome an entertainer, to sing and dance and do what he loves best. really bold of him. deserves respect heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many of us just do whats practical, what pays. well, in my case, i dont even really know what i really love doing. dont really have a fixed, clear dream, dont really know what i wanna do. like that how? ntg to follow also. all the decisions i've made so far have just been like, ni shui xin zou. no clear direction, you knw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiyah, but in the meantime....&lt;br /&gt;haha ME AND DIANE are future DANCING ACCOUTANTS! and we each love our EYECandy and BABYMILO! whoooots! i think we almost went siao these past few days talking about them. talked to her for 44min and 10sec. lol! cant wait to go dancing with her again, like old times((:&lt;br /&gt;we're both damn sian now. i think its withdrawal, dont have them to "gei wo ni de ai" lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh okayyyy, blog again soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-938787740565516620?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/938787740565516620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=938787740565516620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/938787740565516620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/938787740565516620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#938787740565516620' title='Just Dance.'/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-8969993495875555542</id><published>2008-10-17T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T22:49:07.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SOUL!</title><content type='html'>haha okay forget what i said just now. i like hiphop sometimes, especially when ANDY's teaching it! HAHAHA! yeah he's really cool and friendly. and omg, damn shuai when he was singing with SOUL pls! whoots! damn high now((: haha new obsession, watching their videos on youtube, frm so long ago since diane's milubing. OMG&gt; MELTS* cant wait to go for andy and yutaki dance class with diane!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAAA! happiness((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-8969993495875555542?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/8969993495875555542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=8969993495875555542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/8969993495875555542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/8969993495875555542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#8969993495875555542' title='SOUL!'/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-2230464944143703448</id><published>2008-10-17T15:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T16:11:27.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life as we know it</title><content type='html'>after project work is over, i promise, im gonna scream for JOY and totally immerse myself with FUN FUN stuff. its just such a chore, seriously. these holidays are gonna be really memorable, or at least i intend to make them. they'll be jam-packed with activities and i'll be surrounded by people i love, and even if im alone, i just wanna be away from school and all the complications and from all thats sucking me down and squashing me into nothing just for awhile. im gonna enjoy myself, promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've successfully survived one week of chinese+projectwork. im so glad that written report is over, oral presentation, here we come! dunno if i'll be able to cope with them both, plus they're my two hated hated subjects. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today after chinese, we headed to pt for promo result analysis, haha like what the heck right? then we had special ct, which really was just so we could collect our results slip and carry chairs to the hall for the uni admission talk tmmr. talked abt op and i&amp;r for awhile too. didnt make much improvement on my score thing, i dont knw how you count it and how much more i have to do to get a better grade. but its okay, and i think i make it to uni, lol! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that our class, of most of it, headed t parkway for lunch. as usual we couldnt decide where to eat, really hard to please everyone when theres so many pple. should compliment daniel though, for being the gentleman that he always is and sparring a thought for everyone to find the place that best suited our demands, even though SOME of us were really fussy and fickle. LOL. in the end, we just bought our own food and sat by the fountain outside, damn cute heh. bubbletea-d too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance got cancelled so i came home. im going for hiphop class tonight with fangxiao! yeah yeah its only for a month at studio wu, and we can attend as many classes as we like. its okay, except i really am not very good at it and its quite embarrassing with ppl you dont knw. we've got a hiphop instructor for dance in school too. two lessons so far. i think i've come to realise that i dont like hiphop. im more into ballet, and all the polished, pulled up steps especially the really proud stylish kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying to save money cos in the first place i dont have very much to begin with, gonna save it to go shopping aft the 7th of november! ooh and i wanna watch quantum of solace, im just not that into you and high school musical 3!(dont laugh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday was founders day so i went back to pl, and tgt with celine and kimberley, got our prizes. no one told us anything so we had no idea what to do, and finally just as the thing was about to start, they said we had to go to the staff room to put on the gown and the hat thing. grrrr. and the whole presentation thing was like... the bishop couldnt put the ribbon over the hat so i just held it. and then i was trying to balance he hat, and we couldnt really bow after that. quite cheapskate la the thing, such a small medal, it looks like a coin. and i got a book called science and grace, which is abt science and religion, like huh?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ohh! i met sharon there! as in sharon my senior in sec 4 when i was in sec 1! sharon the d'arts super noisy one! lol! like, COOL RIGHT! she's teaching in the primary school! haha got a shock when i saw her there. and omg, i just realised that their batch are like twenty now. gosh, cant imagine being twenty, seem like so long more but its only three years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i guess thats abt all for this week. was talking that they to someone and she was like talkings abt all the stff she regrets this year. gosh, i shall blog abt that another time. but ya, you knw they say in calendars smth like, yesterday is history, tommorrow is a mystery and today is a present or whatever? i will enjoy what im doing now, no matter how i hate it, just like ms loh says. so i'll look past it, forget bout all that conflict, and let it go, not be shackled by anything((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-2230464944143703448?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/2230464944143703448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=2230464944143703448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/2230464944143703448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/2230464944143703448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#2230464944143703448' title='life as we know it'/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-1122473821704292758</id><published>2008-10-08T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T22:35:27.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>running</title><content type='html'>got my promo results back, all of them. think i did quite okay. either better or as bad as i expected, not worse, so thats something. gotta be thankful considering i could have done alot alot worst. but theres still room for improvement, particularly in GP and chinese. and econs, and actually all of them. chinese alevels less than a month away now! so thats it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;open house on saturday was kinda fun. i was abit sick and sneezing, but it kinda cleared up when we were gonna dance. did our year one item and must say i think i looked quite retarded in my costume. it was good, clean, good crowd and cheers though i think mostly it was frm vj ppl. did mass dance with the other dancers, and happened to see deb's jlo there!(you better appreciate the secrecy ahh) haha funny, saw him drg whiny whiny and immediately got taiyi to confirm. too bad you didnt come watch me dance deb, could have done the friendship dance with him haha! &lt;br /&gt;well, among other highlights, i was my usual self and coped whatever frree stuff i could get, which included 3 coffees, 2 welcome packs, and an icecream! didnt see any pl girls but some familiar faces. ooh and the car and the simulator was pretty cool i guess. and the opening ceremony, they played the f1 tune, mr chan waved the chequered flag, mr fong sped past in the audi while menglu dressed all sexy like those grid girls. funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, so sec4s, come to vj! its been a fun year. though many times i've had second thoughts, even til now. discounting all that its the best i can get i suppose. plus its been a somewhat good year nonetheless, close one eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night saw some of william's sr friends, and duno if im prejudiced or what, but they look really cool, and it made me think we're actually such noobs. even at pl we were all guai and sheltered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one week of lessons is abit pointless if you ask me. grrr. hmmm, ntg much happened today. got back gp paper, lectures which were a waste of time. dance. oh and i ate so much today, it was as if i were pregnant. literally couldnt stop eating. so fat now, and im still hungry lol. there was the global challenge thing which we didnt win obviously. and weian went to tell leonard that i want to climb the rock wall omg! nooooo! so malu okayyyy weiiiiannnnn. but i do wanna rockclimb with deb((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've really been playing the piano and not trying but..&lt;br /&gt;saw the 2* carbocation(lol WHAT) and he had his hair down, abit funny. my friend says he's been spending alot of time with this girl!&lt;br /&gt;and the 1* carbocation! haha i know its becoming wayyy too obvious. haha like everyone knows omg! well, warm and fuzzy ahahah! hot hot, no doubt! *smiles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-1122473821704292758?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/1122473821704292758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=1122473821704292758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/1122473821704292758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/1122473821704292758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#1122473821704292758' title='running'/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-7079104838263923580</id><published>2008-09-29T21:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T22:13:23.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's okay that i'm alone</title><content type='html'>today was the last paper, chinese. im kinda afraid since this examination, i really didnt feel exam-like. my bad, hope it turns out alright though. i even feel abit like studying again now. okay, maybe not now, just soon, lol. headed off to parkway aft the paper to walk around before heading back for dance. we're preparing for open house this saturday. oh yes and met the guys while i was there. dancing was good, i have not sweat in so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna go out tmr shopping before dance, i need some retail therapy. unfortunately me shopping friend celine who's also itching to loosen those purse strings still has promos. that just means i'll have another day of shopping, with her! yeahh, but let me just say for the record that this time i will consider carefully before making any purchases. haha, yes yes i will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it wont be fun and games for long though, pw and chinese coming up. sad, sad right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this weeks a break from school apart from dance, which is a good thing. because like i told taiyi and peiying, right now, if i spend too much time with the class, i might end up turning lesbian. lol. okay a bit of over reacting which im sure will pass, but guess thats how i feel right now. so sick of it all. so done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being in a mixed school for almost a year now, there are two opposing regions of thought. one, is that guys can be really nice, really good to talk to and to joke around with. really good company sometimes and enjoyable to be with. the gentlemenly ones and of cos the ones that make you all warm and fuzzy inside. and then there's the second, that somtimes they just put you off with their ways, so badly you can't imagine ever having to spend the rest of your life with any one guy. such is the pessimism that has recently consumed me, whether or not its just a phase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, drama aside, i'll blog more often now so look forward to it. cant wait to go out, so whenever you people are free..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-7079104838263923580?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/7079104838263923580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=7079104838263923580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/7079104838263923580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/7079104838263923580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#7079104838263923580' title='it&apos;s okay that i&apos;m alone'/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-5987174006732251912</id><published>2008-09-12T23:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T23:35:15.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>promos are coming up, study hard babes! all the best!&lt;br /&gt;at present im not thinking of the day when proms end. but i've got a mental list of things to do after the promos, which im very sure will not be fully achieved because, bluntly put, life sucks sometimes. having to do stuff i really dont want to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in a really bad mood now. i wana meet celine, rekha, preethi, rachel, debbie and diane. now now now. show the love and get some in return. miss them to bits, grrr. tomorrow's celine's bday! whooop! dunno what shes gonna do, but i cant wait to go out with her to celebrate when we're free again! or shd i say free-er cos seriousy, when will we ever be free?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why i actually have a blog seeing as how im so anti-social. the scary part about it all is that, apart from what people might think of me. i actually dont mind. in fact, i like it sometimes, being alone and doing things myself. going out on my own and all. kinda loser-ish, i know. maybe its because people fail you sometimes. they become someone you dont want them to be. then maybe the fault lies within you, that you're so damn caught up with your ownselfish desires. maybe there just isnt anyone around you. i miss my friends. being anti social is one thing. it makes you knida lonely. like duh. i just feel like these past few day, maybe even weeks, or months, i've been so alone out there, no one really to talk to, no one who's just there. shutting out all these people around me and getting annoyed and all. argh! and surrounded by a groups of people who couldnt be any less immature and unchival and un-everything! GRRRR.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-5987174006732251912?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/5987174006732251912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=5987174006732251912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/5987174006732251912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/5987174006732251912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#5987174006732251912' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-2053782989701768386</id><published>2008-08-25T20:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T21:16:34.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes i know i havent been blogging in ages, i've been so busy, i dont know with what. havent even started studying yet.&lt;br /&gt;nice to see that in my absence my two DARLINGS debbie and diane havent forgotten about me((: love you guys, catch up soon yes? "stranger" is very apt now, yes.&lt;br /&gt;just finished my contributuion of the WR. kinda sucks, it takes up so much of your time, and it definitely doesnt help that even after your grp mates have done their share you've still gotta edit it. but yeah, i guess different people have different strengths and weaknesses.&lt;br /&gt;the olympics are over and i dont know if i shd be sad or relieved. i think relieved more though, it was nice while it lasted. eating up too much of my time.. heh heh. my favourite national anthem is the RUSSIAN one. i've made up my mind. and not far behind are the french, german, spanish, italian ones. i very proudly can say that i  knw the tune to each one of them and even more lol!&lt;br /&gt;they showed the olympics on the plasma in the canteen at VJ. it was rally cool how so many people came down drg their breaks and (ahems)lectures to squeeze to catch a glimpse. especially when they showed michael phelps. the whole canteen was literally filled, and for that one minute or so, all heads were turned upward, all eyes squinting towards the screen, no one at all at the stalls, they were sompletely empty. quite a cool sight. haha, and yes, table tennis china vs singapore. could feel the tension amounting. we really do have a strong contingent of prcs eh? with relally high pitched screams haha. so we were cheering like crazy against each other. the majority came out disappointed, as expected.heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its gonna be a hectic next few weeks. i really need the time to get down to mugging, it's scary how EVERYONE is really starting to get serious abt their work and you havent really started.&lt;br /&gt;i've got a ballet exam coming up too! i'm excited but yes, scared! ahhh, pressure.&lt;br /&gt;i just feel like the thigs are gonna pile up and im gonna crumple beneath its weight. like im drowning, asphyxiated. going to anyway..&lt;br /&gt;i just really need God's presence. been feeling almost disconnected and lost for quite some time now..just pray that he'll brg me through it all, that i'll do it the way he wants me to. sow to the spirit not to my sinful desires((: learnt that on sunday. &lt;br /&gt;guess with this "reputation" of mine, in class anw, i really don't wanna be like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;otherwise, all else is fine. heh, been getting my dose of eye candy hehe. essp today when the girls specially saved me a seat at a strategic location haha!&lt;br /&gt;i'll try to blog more often, see how it goes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-2053782989701768386?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/2053782989701768386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=2053782989701768386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/2053782989701768386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/2053782989701768386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#2053782989701768386' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-2920729276489804155</id><published>2008-08-03T15:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T15:27:18.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SIbL34vwpYg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SIbL34vwpYg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is so awesome, i wish i coulddance just half as good as her.&lt;br /&gt;okay, to think that i can't even perfect my double pirouttes when she can do eight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Bc50ONFU3jQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Bc50ONFU3jQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and check this out, its my current favourite song! the lead singers quite cute, i didnt know..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-2920729276489804155?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/2920729276489804155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=2920729276489804155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/2920729276489804155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/2920729276489804155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#2920729276489804155' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-5791884146183437490</id><published>2008-08-01T21:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T21:25:35.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm slipping off the edge, I'm hanging by a thread</title><content type='html'>well well, its been one heck of a week.&lt;br /&gt;i've just been so busy lately. or not exactly busy, i just have so many things to do that i don't know where to start, and end up doing nothing. i feel the pressure pressing against me, my heart's heavy(my eyelids too), it suffocates.&lt;br /&gt;the work's piling up, the schedule too, more lessons, remedial, make up lessons, dance. everything's just so packed, i cant find the time for anything else. (PW, not to mention)&lt;br /&gt;people are changing. it's really starting to get tough out there, really makes you wonder if you'r doing enough or not.&lt;br /&gt;well, maybe its not that bad yet. i mean, i expect its gonna get way tougher, just gotta prepare myself for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been an interesting week.&lt;br /&gt;on tuesday we had &lt;em&gt;the&lt;/em&gt; talk. no, not &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; talk, that talk. haha about our results. abysmal results to be exact. what we're doing with our lives, what we're doing at VJ. scary how after these two fully packed years we're gonna go our seperate ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on wednesday we had the VJ careers fair! yeahh it was awesome mostly because i was so high going ard the booths. it was an eye opening experience, not to mention an opportunity to collect free stuff! haha i took so many things, people were staring at me. heh, my friends all made fun of me. mr tan asked if i went shopping. went for the MAS talk. mas is cool, no? and followed kenickie to the SPF talk, which was really interesting although i have no intention of joining the police whatsoever. policemen are way cooler than bankers lol. would have gone for the finance forum except i had to go home to change and get ready for SAJC dnace concert, RAPTURE!&lt;br /&gt;oh man it was AWESOME. firstly because i met sooo many people there! renee head prefect, clarice luo, jacintha, ben from cell, rachel lim, quite a few VJ people, and some pl lites whom i dont really remember the names of! the dancing was great. i WOULD HAVE almost been up there dancing with them too(yes i always wanted to go there last time haha). it was abit too emo at times but mostly good. they've got good hip hop, and energy. guest performances were soo great too! i miss our concert argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats about all that was worth mentioning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as of last week i decided that ignorance is bliss. it's working. i dont wanna know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as of today, i've decided to go back to debbie's advice and stop trying. working too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have an urge to upload barcelona pics on facebook ahhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a cute taiwanese exchange student in my school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been spending more time at the library these days, i love it! kill THREE birds with one stone HEH HEH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay okay, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-5791884146183437490?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/5791884146183437490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=5791884146183437490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/5791884146183437490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/5791884146183437490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#5791884146183437490' title='I&apos;m slipping off the edge, I&apos;m hanging by a thread'/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-4571583188733112965</id><published>2008-07-20T21:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T21:42:47.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my father's gift</title><content type='html'>okay, the once in four years PL musical was SO AWESOME! it was really reaal good, you missed a spectacular show if you werent there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much better than the previous one which i was in. the props and backdrop thing was way better, costumes were soo nice, unlike mine which i had to sew myself, more interesting storyline i think, better acting, better actors. it was soo great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with class people first. haha i saw quite a few people! realised i dont really know a lot of people huh. we had front row seats! middle somemore. yeah i could see every single detail very very clearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my fathers gift revolves around the isrealites who continue their search for the promise land. (haha yes i was looking for the promise land four years ago too) but first they've gotta get past jericho, which wont be that easy la. alot of it was super hilarious, especially that cute little girl haha! she gonna be one of those that lots of people have crushes on lol. and the king! haha and BAOyun! she was so cute down there, gonna get burnt! and it was super funny when the backstage people came to change scenes. haha, dunno why also. think i talked super loudly to preethi throughout the whole thing haha! enjoyed myself ery very much!((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so saw alot of people, seniors, juniors, peers.. and melissa and her boyfriend HAHAHA! miss loh!(beloved) mrs judy wong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it made me remember the last time, the father's hand that i was in lol. they showed snippets of it before the show started. ohman so funny! i looked so funny with my hair, and ohman we all agreed i was soooo much skinnier back then. dont know how to put the video in but here's a photo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SIM8Xf5nHLI/AAAAAAAAADM/qativFE1X-0/s1600-h/elizabeth,me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225086367077702834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SIM8Xf5nHLI/AAAAAAAAADM/qativFE1X-0/s320/elizabeth,me.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;ooh i saw her there too btw, eleanor's sister!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok, till now miss loh still remembers when the bad crowd threw me to the floor(it did hurt haha) and i had to shout 'save me!' and apparently, it was really soft and shy. and they were like all trying to get me to scream louder. plus i was the father or something so i had to bemuch fiercer. but then, according to her, on the day itself it was so loud and ferocious and convincing. lol, she still tells my mother the same thing when she sees us okay, so paiseh!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok, and the time when we were recording for the cd, thechildren's song. nuisance, disturbing people. annd miss loh called me out, and i thought i would be in trouble. then she said, later when the children are singing go sing with them cos your voice is very immature. haha what?! funny right.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay, i've got some photos, not that clear. took with my phone cos the camera's spoilt! grrr. will get more from rekha and post on facebook or sth.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SIM-UPswtTI/AAAAAAAAADU/p4d3GwtawNQ/s1600-h/19072008(004).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225088510212486450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SIM-UPswtTI/AAAAAAAAADU/p4d3GwtawNQ/s320/19072008(004).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i &lt;3 these people. there's a heart outside the bio lab! complete with a aorta, pulmonary artery, ventricles and atria!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SIM-UL5F95I/AAAAAAAAADc/YuO01CG_wn0/s1600-h/DSC00161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225088509190469522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SIM-UL5F95I/AAAAAAAAADc/YuO01CG_wn0/s320/DSC00161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;preethi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;he lifts you high, he'll never let you go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;he gently holds, your precious soul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;he lifts you high, and in his ove you'll stand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;because your holding the father's hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. maybe i'll go find the full lyrics&lt;br /&gt;ok that's all for now, is gonna be a packed week ahead, im very sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uiu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-4571583188733112965?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/4571583188733112965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=4571583188733112965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/4571583188733112965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/4571583188733112965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#4571583188733112965' title='my father&apos;s gift'/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SIM8Xf5nHLI/AAAAAAAAADM/qativFE1X-0/s72-c/elizabeth,me.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044634.post-8193751653662278725</id><published>2008-07-14T20:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T21:00:04.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay so i've been getting feedback(mostly yours debbie, see what great market power you have) about yeah you know what. guess i shd look at things from a different perspective. i think what sparked the anger was a combination of things going on, and yeah a degree of selfishness somewhere within. really, i don't wanna be affected by it, dont think i am now anw. so there. the feelings that day, well yeah some still exists yes. but life is good, no? yup yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough of the emo-ing. what is is what will be&lt;br /&gt;speaking of emo, haha yesterday's ballet was emo day. dance with greater emotion. think i looked quite dumb la lol. need to build up my stamina i think, i'm always so tired by the time i get to the dance and pointe work. can't even do the tan leves(spelling?) properly. aye lots of work to be done la. think i need to lose weight too, dont know if thats what affecting me, and causing me not to be able to pull up. i'll try anw. demi pointe shoes are gtting better. don't seem to get that same degree of danicing with ballet flats. yeah, jia you hopefully!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEE HEE. you girls are trying to look for this.. dont know if you will. but just in case, here's smth for you guys. sometimes i go to schol realy emo. i drag myself to school, and it doesnt look like its gonna be a good day. and i think to myself that i'm gonna be emo today. (like friday) but you guys make that quite hard sometimes haha! can't help but to smile la lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay and i know i've been really mean recently. so its okay la, i mean its understandable that you get the symphathy and stuff, forget what i said before, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup life is good. i said my happiness comes from above, sorry i may have strayed from that. even in the midst of whatever competitiveness, i know what i should strive towards, and i dont wanna be fazed by the surrounding la huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes debbie, we play duet la, no prob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha today? got back GP! and yeah econs the silly teacher fell sick and didnt bring our papers ahhh! anw miss lim says s66 only has abt 5 passes wth! haha everyone else i asked outside class passed ehh! how can! haha i thought we quite pro de, all the scholars! nvm , jiayou guys! so i havent got back that and so i can't make a word with my grades. eg ABBS. you shd try, its fun lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha okay, thats about all. til next time((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-8193751653662278725?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/8193751653662278725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=8193751653662278725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/8193751653662278725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/8193751653662278725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#8193751653662278725' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-1954123949834836585</id><published>2008-07-12T21:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T21:29:15.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay i guess i may have overreacted just now. don't know why i was filled with so much hate and anger. i don't want to, i guess. and to give you credit, i shouldnt be so mean to you too. so there, i'm sorry. that was just how i was feeling just now. don't know if the feelings are gone, or somewhere hidden beneath waiting to jump back out again. either way, i'm okay now. should be thankful for what i already have right? don't wanna be that person. or maybe i do. just minus the anger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-1954123949834836585?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/1954123949834836585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=1954123949834836585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/1954123949834836585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/1954123949834836585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#1954123949834836585' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-253122143425227</id><published>2008-07-12T11:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T11:45:02.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im a BLOODY FLY on your wall. on everyone's walls.</title><content type='html'>i'm not one to fight back, i'd rather keep it to myself, but yes its starting to explode within me. i think i've kept it inside all this while, cos yes, i did feel it was my fault at first, and i wasnt gonna be that mean girl who went on bitching around.&lt;br /&gt;i may try to take the high road, but there comes a point, there comes a point, a point where you have to fight back. maybe not fight, cos my senses are screaming out at me to control my emotions and anger. think i've just abt reached boiling point, so here. cant stand it an longer, my overflowing pile of work shall have to wait.&lt;br /&gt;go on continue. im the bad one alright? get the symphathy, emphathy, encouragement, whatever. i dont exist. maybe i dont want to go around publicising this blog. i'd rather leave it to those who know. but then who knows. as i said last year, i'll sit there ALONE and grow FAT. you go tell the world and i'll sit there quietl, everyones eyes on the mean lil girl.&lt;br /&gt;and in case you didnt know, no i do not think im smart. okay? esp not now. how many times have i been the one asking the stupid questions in class? you go on and beat me, it doesnt matter. look at the past four years, falling short of celine everytime. i do it happily, acceptingly, why do you think we're still such good friends? she's the more hardworking one aft all. why do you think i enjoyed getting same marks for olevels as her? friendship goes beyond that. at least for me. focus your sights on whats above, not any material thing. and anw, who's the smartass one here huh?&lt;br /&gt;and yes your competitiveness once again enables you to go on about the same thing over and over. from when i first met you til even now. did i get annoyed? perhaps. and well, it did not help that i had to be STUCK in the middle okay. i wished i could disappear as much as you made me think you did. maybe i have anw, disappeared. maybe i'll just pon everyday just like how i so badly wanted to on friday.&lt;br /&gt;ok and on a seperate note, seems people act differently sometimes with power huh. treat you like two different people in two different circles. i know how that feels too, yes, but im not gonna do anything, cos aft all, you ARE my friend. so my voice will go unheard and my presence unfelt, thats alright.&lt;br /&gt;well, this has been a complete waste of my time. but well, ho else is there for me to tell huh?&lt;div 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walls.'/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-3720317769821371532</id><published>2008-07-10T10:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T10:47:24.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>messing around with primary scool chairs at taonan drg slv!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SHVy38WjYkI/AAAAAAAAACk/OSluxS5X_FY/s1600-h/CIMG3046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221205648425050690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SHVy38WjYkI/AAAAAAAAACk/OSluxS5X_FY/s320/CIMG3046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SHVy4EDFZnI/AAAAAAAAACs/kKPXvzlbIfs/s1600-h/CIMG3044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221205650490877554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SHVy4EDFZnI/AAAAAAAAACs/kKPXvzlbIfs/s320/CIMG3044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long overdue- my birthday pressie from peehua!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SHVy4r3LIII/AAAAAAAAAC8/r4Ve4Rn9154/s1600-h/n520900338_1409775_6049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221205661178339458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SHVy4r3LIII/AAAAAAAAAC8/r4Ve4Rn9154/s320/n520900338_1409775_6049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats when we went back to collect grad certs&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SHVy49gda_I/AAAAAAAAADE/-8GzmtFrwbc/s1600-h/n1524630114_1605690_6640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221205665914907634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SHVy49gda_I/AAAAAAAAADE/-8GzmtFrwbc/s320/n1524630114_1605690_6640.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diane's 17th!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha surprised im blogging now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, yeah i AM at home. it's the whole home based learning thing we're haing now. kinda sucks, but hey its an opportunity to rest and slack for one extra day. up next is econs lecture i think..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;guess i need it too after yesterday's rehearsal+conditioning+ballet left me really exhausted and aching everywhere. demi pointe shoes really kill your feet man, worst than pointe shoes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so just though i'd upload some photos so you guys dont get bored of the huge chunks of text.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;met up with diane, taiyi and debbie and monday(youth day) for diane's birthday! whoo HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABY((: we're the FORS or FOUR im not sure.. really glad to meet up with them again, talked bout loads of stuff. but ermm mainly one topic. heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;taiyi was like: wonder what we used to talk abt before jc. now its always the same topic. LOL. haha ty just you wait..yours will come soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;met debbie first to get diane's present. which is a num laptp bag we got from a nice looking salesman. she, as usual had lots of things to say abt her jl, yzy, my and ml. yup, she is "hot property" as SOMEONE likes to put it. anw, she said this, and i think i shd abide by it as well- When you stop trying, it happens. so true, i've come to realise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;back at diane's house, teased her abt he's able(abel) HAHA! someone's growing up wor. me and taiyi both agree she'll be the first to lose the bet. looked at pictures and stuff(debbie nuts for that one pic). haha and ermm read blogs. hmm, just wanna say im glad i read it with debbie and not alone. hais, ni shi fou you xiang guo wo you ke neng zhen de kan guo ni de blog ma? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(i have ntg to say, even if i do, i dont wanna say it)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dinner at sakae and arcade-d and icecream at swensens aft that! which put an end to a wonderful day((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ntg much to blog abt right now.. dont wanna touch on THAT. so for now, that's all((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-3720317769821371532?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/3720317769821371532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=3720317769821371532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/3720317769821371532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/3720317769821371532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#3720317769821371532' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SHVy38WjYkI/AAAAAAAAACk/OSluxS5X_FY/s72-c/CIMG3046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044634.post-3443728870346585818</id><published>2008-07-04T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T23:09:05.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay i came online to blog but instead talked to debbie til the hp battery was like 9%, and i dont have very much time to blog now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back some of my papers alr. not too bad, did quite alright so far, thankfully. room for improvement, no doubt, but i'll settle. haha the worst is yet to come though... heh econs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been doing some thinking recently. i dont know if i want all this cos i really want it for me or if i just want it cos i see other people ard me, and i think, gees i wish someone felt that way bout me too. which brings me to something else. whether those three, i picked cos i really liked and thought they looked good, or if i just settled for them so i'd have something to look forward to and just have the satisfaction of knowing that i do have those three. having said that, i dunno, guess i do light up when the sparks fly. is it real? or superficial? i dont know. maybe you shdn't go round looking cos sometimes the answer's right in front of you(or at least i hope heh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall blog again soon((: abt something more substantial.&lt;br /&gt;im not sure anyone even reads this anw lol. haha pls tag or smth yeah?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-3443728870346585818?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/3443728870346585818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=3443728870346585818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/3443728870346585818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/3443728870346585818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#3443728870346585818' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-771164878043900569</id><published>2008-06-27T22:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T22:43:18.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>midyears are over, time to study for promos!&lt;br /&gt;yeah right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well well its the end of the exams. nothing much to say, i really dont know how im gonna do. papers were kinda hard, well no suprises right? the worse for me has got to be econs though, i dont know i just get stuck trying to figure out what to write. fatigue+mental block..so how? you tell me. somehow didnt feel like it was a REAL exam. funny, cos it is. guess aft the manymany exams of last year, cannot be bothered with another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think its like a cycle. you like someone, they kinda like you, you deny it first, but you two get closer, it's super happening, you're happier than ever and you think, he's the one. then something happens. one moment, and everything changes. everything he does pisses you off, it annoys you, you start to see all of it in a different light, and you drift apart. why, i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is why. im gonna leave things as they are now. i mean, you're always happy when it's all just a crush and you steal glances and giggle and pretend its nothing and all right? haha, maybe its the flirting. heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we shall resume all normal activities. x will say bye and give that cute smile, y and i will stare at each other and i'll look out for z and he'll say hi with the hot bod. i wonder if there's any more? okay this is so frivolous, i shall stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really miss celine, and preethi and rekha, and my friends, my good friends. there isnt really anyone here that im super close to you know, who i can COMPLETELY be just purely myself, no holding back. haha, GO OUT GO OUT! cmon guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe i shall leave you with this.&lt;br /&gt;stiff.french.rock.&lt;br /&gt;you figure it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-771164878043900569?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/771164878043900569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=771164878043900569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/771164878043900569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/771164878043900569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#771164878043900569' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-2536973521807305635</id><published>2008-06-15T13:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T13:59:42.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>guilty pleasures.</title><content type='html'>no, debbie, its not what you're thinking, im not chanelling the samantha vibe right now haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i am talking about, though. the other day, headed to parkway for quick dinner with no intention of shopping whatsoever. but so much for that, cos in a matter of minutes, upon steppin into borders, i spent $100 and a few cents. ohman! on three books, a cd and dvd. it was a 22episode dvd btw! alright, so those of you who know me well enough must know thats definitely not my first time lol. just felt kinda guilty aft that hees. satisfied, nonetheless. shall be tightenning the pursestrings for the rest of the great singapore sale, i hope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;highlight of the week, undoubtedly, was on tuesday, when i met up with debbie and taiyi, and we caught &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sex and the city&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; omg! all i can say is that it was so awesome! perhaps it was just the thrill(heh) of actually watching it, i dont know, but it left me really high after that! it was hilarious, and romantic, clothes were great and all! watched it at cathay, yupyup. the four of us-diane, debbie, taiyi and i- are much like the four of them. so we've each got a character. the two of them, however, insists that i'm samntha jone. yes, the sex-crazed one, who you see in the trailer oogling at her super hot bare-bodied neighbour from behind her big hat. YES I KNOW you guys are probably going, WHAT?! nah lauren's not like that!!! (or you better be, anw lol) haha, yesyes, same reaction over here. haha, well, its really hard to argue when you're going against them, so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha met up with some 4a1 ppl on monday to collect our leaving certs! yeahh. what struck me most is, you know the testimonial part? haha, yes mine is very well written. don't you think its like the kind of thing you'd find on wikipedia though? yes yes?? haha, like my life story! the kind you'd expect when you're searching bout some famous person and a summary of significant stuff in his life, except in this case, we arent famous la. haha. went for lunch and shopped ard awhile. ppl slowly left until only me and celine remained, the hard core shoppers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pointe work kills your feet ohman! i kinda like it though, just suck at it ahhhh! going for ballet later((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok. this is weird. i just read somehing that someone wrote to me. im freaked. debbie, if you see this, you better help!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-2536973521807305635?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/2536973521807305635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=2536973521807305635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/2536973521807305635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/2536973521807305635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#2536973521807305635' title='guilty pleasures.'/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-1619447215857123373</id><published>2008-06-07T15:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T15:13:59.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(you drive me)crazy</title><content type='html'>call it a crazy crush. HEHE((: i have GOT to stop, i think he knows. cant help the way i react haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is crazy too. you do NOT know how much i wanna be with lucas from one tree hill right now. sigh, if only they were like him.. lol. hot, sweet, mature, sensitive, and sooo cute.&lt;br /&gt;i hope you've noticed, the name lucas starts with the letter L. hmmm((: haha okay, know who else? ...me too! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;david beckham, chad michael murray and patrick dempsey are gorgeous *melts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great singapore sale is awesome! shopshopshop! havent bought very much yet though, good thing. hope it stays that way haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i need to study damn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-1619447215857123373?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/1619447215857123373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=1619447215857123373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/1619447215857123373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/1619447215857123373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#1619447215857123373' title='(you drive me)crazy'/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-2538181735671367267</id><published>2008-05-25T14:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T14:34:38.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SDkFKDFDAEI/AAAAAAAAACM/ZpqyOhJf4Aw/s1600-h/CIMG3041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204196514586624066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SDkFKDFDAEI/AAAAAAAAACM/ZpqyOhJf4Aw/s400/CIMG3041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; bald soccer guys singing the victorian anthem. im proud of them, they did really well!&lt;br /&gt;victoria thy triumps seek and victories we share yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SDkFKDFDAFI/AAAAAAAAACU/Ra3DczFC6HU/s1600-h/CIMG3007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204196514586624082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SDkFKDFDAFI/AAAAAAAAACU/Ra3DczFC6HU/s400/CIMG3007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh you three, i miss you so much. when are we meeting to talk loudly and bitch and all again?! LOL&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SDkFKTFDAGI/AAAAAAAAACc/846qY-hSx_E/s1600-h/CIMG3009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204196518881591394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SDkFKTFDAGI/AAAAAAAAACc/846qY-hSx_E/s400/CIMG3009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SDkCyzFC__I/AAAAAAAAABk/azCBD-lOknE/s1600-h/CIMG3003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204193916131409906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SDkCyzFC__I/AAAAAAAAABk/azCBD-lOknE/s400/CIMG3003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; dearest celine, i love her/miss her/miss the shopping/ gossiping/giggling, evrything! she looks good in her white AC shirt doesnt she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SDkCzDFDAAI/AAAAAAAAABs/EMQwZpwr3Ak/s1600-h/CIMG3019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204193920426377218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SDkCzDFDAAI/AAAAAAAAABs/EMQwZpwr3Ak/s400/CIMG3019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;major cam whoring at long john's! whose initials are LJ just like someone..ahem ahem. same surname too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SDkCzDFDABI/AAAAAAAAAB0/FWIKFqlV4Ys/s1600-h/CIMG3021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204193920426377234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SDkCzDFDABI/AAAAAAAAAB0/FWIKFqlV4Ys/s400/CIMG3021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay these girls i love too. too bad peiying's missing. we snug away frm her to buy her bday gift! hehe, shes my "permanent lover" according to mrs koh, lol. and i not allowed to go to the toilet with her, or even look at her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204193924721344546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SDkCzTFDACI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Zs0TLI7i5uU/s400/CIMG3030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tht's at jalan besah stadium itself! yay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, so thats been my past two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;it kinda scares you when you start to think exactly like debbie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA! just kidding!whoo great minds think alike yeah? its my pleasure, cant wait to talk to you la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i've done some things and maybe acted how i shdnt have a bit lately, and im hoping to change. i dont know, you dont know, we dont know, but God knows. and he's gonna lead the way. he's my joy and my peace, no matter what happens. and i'll try my best so tht you people will see him in me. no point in emo-ing, wht really matters is up above!((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-2538181735671367267?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/2538181735671367267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=2538181735671367267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/2538181735671367267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/2538181735671367267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#2538181735671367267' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/SDkFKDFDAEI/AAAAAAAAACM/ZpqyOhJf4Aw/s72-c/CIMG3041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044634.post-7013478581602652630</id><published>2008-05-24T17:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T17:44:48.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holidays</title><content type='html'>yes, well its the start of the holidays, and not to mention the great singapore sale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i guess it also marks the start of mugging for mye. ohno...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;been pretty hard to concetrate on work lately, especially since the last two weeks have been so packed with activities and all! haha school's been quite slack, and we've been missing lessons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;here's why:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last last friday; support bball boys. my first time, super suaku and excited. hees&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last monday; vball girls at ccab. and i met rekha there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last wed; soccer girls finals!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last thursday; vball girls finals!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last friday; bball boys semis, and soccer boys semis. met celine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tuesday; bball boys and girls third/fourth matches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wednesday; soccer boys finals! soccer boys did really well. and although we're not champions im still really proud of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and everyone else for that matter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;argh i've got photos to upload, but its so troublesome having to move them ard and all, think i'll just upload them on facebook. (so celine.. our photo as well!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(debbie)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after awhile they just get on your nerves dont they. it doesnt seem fair to them, but somehow everything they do just annoys you doesnt it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;arghhh. i just wanna scream at him, really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;zhi tan qing bu tan qing la, we'lll throw stones at them. heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-7013478581602652630?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/7013478581602652630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=7013478581602652630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/7013478581602652630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/7013478581602652630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#7013478581602652630' title='holidays'/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-8363318166873092688</id><published>2008-05-14T21:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T20:37:13.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>seventeen!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;four years ago she received a box of sweets from someone she liked on her birthday, she didnt eat them. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;today she received the same box of sweets, it was almost dejavu. and though it was just a spur of the moment thing in both cases, it brought her great joy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im seventeen! yay!&lt;br /&gt;i really enjoyed myself today, really. its been one of the best birthdays i've had, just wanna thank you guys for making my special day that much more special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daine, taiyi and debbie: taiyi for making such a BEAUTIFUL card. and the three of you for that SPECIAL wish. thanks im flattered((: but can't do that to you guys right, we're the &lt;em&gt;zhi tan qin bu tan qing&lt;/em&gt; clique after all! lol. cant wait to see you guys this vesak day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peiying, pris,huishan, andrea and kailing: peiying and huishan for my early morning msges. peiying, im SURE you had lots to do with presents lol. you make me happy despite the suaning. pris, thanks for brging the cake! huishan, for doing the card! haha, though some of the pictures ABIT (note the sarcasm) out of point (lol), one day i'll look back at it, and laugh. you five for the wishes, the SEXXYY RED you-know-what. i promise i'll try my best to slim down to fit into it. and hopefully, you'll be lucky enough to see me in it one day (no promises)! thanks for making the day so special, for the birthday song, brging me pass you-know-where. really glad we're in the same class!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rekha, for SPECIALLY calling me.&lt;br /&gt;celine, for remembering. yes my heart's with you as well((:&lt;br /&gt;fangxiao, for the gum.&lt;br /&gt;quake, for the pressie annd for always cheering me up&lt;br /&gt;leonard, ogl! who upon hearing it was my birthday, went to the bookstore and got me gobstoppers!&lt;br /&gt;lemuel, who offered to buy me cookies!&lt;br /&gt;and the class(: for celebrating with me and the cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thanks everyone else for the wishes, hugs, and LOVE. really, thanks. you guys really made me feel special and loved today. thanks alot!&lt;br /&gt;ooh and mummy too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today started with phy lecture. then headed to the library cos pris needed to get smth. in the hope of seeing someone. ahh, embarrassing, it has spread further. lol. then to gp, for compre test. then break. haha pris brought a cake! lol it was an embarrassing affair aft, i was calling out to taiyi to save me. haha, but thanks anw((: then for chem, super cheem. sch ended at 1245 for us ALL to go for match support, but i had to attend maths lecture. it was the emptiest the LT has ever been. only 6 ppl from my class turned up lol. (me too) haha i left halfway. to dance for exco results! well, i didnt run, so all the best new exco!! haha.&lt;br /&gt;but all the while, i was waiting for the GIRLS SOCCER FINALS!&lt;br /&gt;so took one of the buses with kenickie and leanne to jalan besah. sat next to soccer ppl, haha they were damn funny. the match was okay. dont mean to be mean but it was GIRLS soccer finals. against sajc, my ALMOST-school. there were SO MANY victorians. we had balloons and clappers and all. cheered like MAD! sa scored first but we equalised in the second half. extra time went on goaless so it came down to PENALTIES. ohman so nerve wrecking. hands ard each other and all.. 5-5 aft the five penalties, though we almost saved one. then sudden death... sa missed the first one. so it all came down to us. and... we scored! ohman jumped and screamed like mad! great feeling! my voice abit sore now.. kudos to soccer girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha been going to many matches lately. bball on friday, voleyball on monday. saw rekha and someone else at ccab too! haha many more to come i hope! GO VJC!&lt;br /&gt;V-J-V-J-CCCC...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and at the stadium, they both might have been there&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/9044634-8363318166873092688?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/8363318166873092688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=8363318166873092688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/8363318166873092688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/8363318166873092688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#8363318166873092688' title='seventeen!'/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-4686434059810234547</id><published>2008-05-08T20:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T21:00:14.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, lets take things into perpective shall we.&lt;br /&gt;what i decided, i had my reasons.&lt;br /&gt;i have very good reasons&lt;br /&gt;but then again, i'm not shutting you out either.&lt;br /&gt;anw, playing the piano right? &lt;br /&gt;like debbie said, lets tickle the ivories!&lt;br /&gt;(i have no idea what that means lol, it sounds appropriate)&lt;br /&gt;so let's go girls!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-4686434059810234547?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/4686434059810234547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=4686434059810234547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/4686434059810234547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/4686434059810234547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#4686434059810234547' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-3243258628598464492</id><published>2008-05-06T17:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T18:48:53.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today's a happy day</title><content type='html'>you knw how Meredith Grey says to Finn(the vet), "i'm knitting a sweater"&lt;br /&gt;well, heres what i wanna say, IM PLAYING THE PIANO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((: with diane, debbie and taiyi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's a happy day for us girls, but lets start off with the dance concert shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i think it went really well! it ran smoothly and we had lots of fun, and i think people enjoyed it too! haha. i was in the opening item, ethnic, contemp, ballet, yr one, and barce!&lt;br /&gt;started on friday. attended one chem lecture, chinese test, then left! had a full run first. then we started with make up, then warmups. warmup was more like conditioning, mind you, with sit ups, and corner to corners. okay by then we were really starting to feel the fear and nerves alr. seriously didnt believe it was that night. changed and went to standby backstage. the crowd was making so much noise((: AHH it was frightening. anw, zakihop music started, and ohgosh the crowd was fantastic. haha heard a distinct "go taiyi!", knew at onece it was deb and diane. lol. haaha, they were in the front row pls! RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME! and there was one part in ethnic that i had to roll on the floor exactly where they were, we wre almost face to face. hah. anyway, all items were fine. didnt get fully changed for yr1 but it was okay((: the dancing was great the crowd was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;aft that headed to lt5. haha screamed when i saw debbie and diane! i miss miss miss miss them! ahhh. love love love love love. we were being our usual selves again, talking super loudly. debbie is so cute, she went, im so bitchy now. hees. ooh and i saw pris too. had good feedback, haha happy! debbie was like trying to look for quake. wah paiseh. i love you guys despite your lame ways, like being so AA(your fav word) and pretending to be les(lol). cant wait to go out with you guys!&lt;br /&gt;so in all, it was GREAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha then sat. more relaxed knowing we had done well the previous night. ate loads of rubbish. same routine again, on our way down aft warmups, saw the long queue outside the pt. whoa it was like queuing for some big time concert or something. haha, okay so started to feel the nerves again. lol. crowd not as loud this time, probably cos there were less victorians and more parents. lol. anyhows, it was really really good again! dancing was great! didnt get completely changed for yr1, but didnt matter lol. didnt see anyone in the seats this time.&lt;br /&gt;on my way out, saw rekha, rachel and preethi! aww i miss them too! my fav 4a1 classmates((: heh. go out soon yeahh. yupyup our bdays! and then i saw andrea, kailing and huishan! yay! i love. haha damn happy to see ALL you guys man! HAHA i was looking out for a certain person, who was sitting in front of the three of them. but apparently he brought something along.. argh. didnt see him in the end lol.&lt;br /&gt;haha really DID enjoy myself. thanks all you guys for coming and supporting, hope you enjoyed it too! and kudos to all us dancers and those behind the scenes, think we did a good job((:&lt;br /&gt;pictures on facebook!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, okay, i keep asking pple if they saw me dance. lol, classmates, chinese class ppl, heh.&lt;br /&gt;anw today is a HAPPY day for us girls.&lt;br /&gt;i had chem spa, but thats not why.&lt;br /&gt;one by one.&lt;br /&gt;1. me-heh, towards the end of ct invest, it hit me that hey, x may be in the lt. i looked to the left and saw it. okay, damn high alr. "hanging around" outside, and then it came out. haha, talked to him((:&lt;br /&gt;2. pris- came out of lt1 frm physics lecture, and saw x. awhile later, looked at x for two whole periods&lt;br /&gt;3.py- sat next to x for econs lecture! so happy wor.&lt;br /&gt;4. huishan- haha whole day msging x, and tmmr's x's bday! happy ahh.&lt;br /&gt;5. kailing- haha private time with x. officially introduced wor, shook hands and all&lt;br /&gt;6. andrea- aft sch, had direct view of my x. haha shared with her so we'd all be happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, i told you it was a happy day((:&lt;br /&gt;heh, many more happy ones to come yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-3243258628598464492?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/3243258628598464492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=3243258628598464492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/3243258628598464492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/3243258628598464492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#3243258628598464492' title='today&apos;s a happy day'/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-4870949224452412509</id><published>2008-05-04T13:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T13:31:56.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i did it again&lt;br /&gt;i made you believe&lt;br /&gt;we're more than just friends&lt;br /&gt;oh baby&lt;br /&gt;it might seem like a crush&lt;br /&gt;but it doesn't mean&lt;br /&gt;that i'm serious&lt;br /&gt;cause to lose all my senses&lt;br /&gt;that is just so typically me&lt;br /&gt;oh baby baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;oops i did it again&lt;br /&gt;i played with your heart&lt;br /&gt;got lost in the game&lt;br /&gt;oh baby baby&lt;br /&gt;oops!...you think i'm in love&lt;br /&gt;that i'm sent from above&lt;br /&gt;i 'm not that innocent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see my problem is this&lt;br /&gt;i'm dreaming away&lt;br /&gt;wishing that heroes they truly exist&lt;br /&gt;i cry watching the days&lt;br /&gt;can't you see i'm a fool in so many ways&lt;br /&gt;but to lose all my senses&lt;br /&gt;that is just so typically me&lt;br /&gt;oh baby baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REPEAT CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"all aboard"&lt;br /&gt;"britney before you go, there's something i want you to have"&lt;br /&gt;"oh its beautiful, but wait a miniute, isnt this... ?"&lt;br /&gt;"yes it is"&lt;br /&gt;"but i thought the old lady dropped it into the ocean in the end"&lt;br /&gt;"well baby, i went down and got it for you"&lt;br /&gt;"oh you shouldnt have"&lt;br /&gt;oops!... i did it again to your heart&lt;br /&gt;got lost in this game, oh baby&lt;br /&gt;oops!... you think that im sent from above&lt;br /&gt;im not that innocent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice song, back when she was still alright&lt;br /&gt;i dont want this to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, dance concert was great! met my dearest friends and all. hopefully, i'll be alot more free now, will blog about it tmr or smth, with pictures! yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-4870949224452412509?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/4870949224452412509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=4870949224452412509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/4870949224452412509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/4870949224452412509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#4870949224452412509' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-2917947182893346895</id><published>2008-04-05T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T22:30:38.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm. everyone around me seems to be attached. funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know how you cant help the way you feel sometimes, and you feelings just suddenly change without any real reason. well, i think thats whats happening right now. the thing is, how do you know if its right. and what do you do abt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know, these past few days have been confusing. just been doing lots of thinking. abt stuff. and people. explains the emo-ing. well, thanks, those who've noticed and asked if i was alright. at least assures me im not there alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still enjoy school nonetheless. dance is reaching full steam now. we're gonna be practising everyday til concert. including weekends. not complaining, just wished i had more time for work and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;telling the truth is good. i like it. you dont misunderstand, you dont misinterpret. just wished i had the courage to open up to you as you did to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-2917947182893346895?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/2917947182893346895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=2917947182893346895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/2917947182893346895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/2917947182893346895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#2917947182893346895' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-5626772053843218051</id><published>2008-04-02T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T22:41:36.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>news in brief</title><content type='html'>whooo! i arrived safely back from barcelona on friday morning. trip was great! i really wanna upload pictures and give you guys full details, but as yet i havent had the time. struggling to catch up with work and all. maybe over the weekend((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday was april fools day! its a super fun day at vjc! the tables and chairs in the canteen were rearranged, there were really funny announcements (artery has decided to change its name to fartery) and the ones on the plasma screen were messed with too (FULL DAY... of school). there was a lemonade/ pee-donation station outside the toilet, which was super hilarious. there were bears in the bushes and all. thomas dressed up as a terrorist, with a head mask, and gun and all, and he didnt speak. our class did your share of tricks too, which mostly failed, but was fun nonetheless. like sitting with your chairs and tables faced backwards, falling asleep simultaneously. i counldnt resist having some fun of my own. HEHE. i told peiying that id made up my mind, that he asked me and i said yes and we were together. haha, super funny she totally bought it. hehe, sorry dear. tried it on the other girls and they claimed they hadnt fell for it. think it was cos i laughed too soon. lol, wasted la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, been spending much of my time thinking and talking abt stuff that i really shdnt be doing HEHE((: concentrate on your studies la you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-5626772053843218051?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/5626772053843218051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=5626772053843218051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/5626772053843218051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/5626772053843218051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#5626772053843218051' title='news in brief'/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-8608288110468201698</id><published>2008-03-13T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T21:44:21.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"i want you to take your time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;take all the time you need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;cos you have a choice to make.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;and the last time i had a choice to make,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i chose wrong."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-derek shephard&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-8608288110468201698?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/8608288110468201698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=8608288110468201698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/8608288110468201698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/8608288110468201698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#8608288110468201698' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-2380152678235169161</id><published>2008-03-09T22:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T21:45:34.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is for diane((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet. really sweet, it makes your heart melt. a playboy, not in a bad way, but in flirtatious, experienced kind of way. your walking down a long pathway, close together. he looks sideways at you, smiles at you with a somewhat flirtatious look, and then reaches for your hand. nice, warm hands. nice grip, so that when yours is in his, it feels like it could remain there forever. a seven page letter. not scrawny. hold hands along beaches. you sit together, and no one really needs to speak. but you can feel each other's presence, and that's more than enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met taiyi, debbie and diane just now! i LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE them. talked abt loads of stuff. we just hung out, talked, but it was soooo nice. i like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-2380152678235169161?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/2380152678235169161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=2380152678235169161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/2380152678235169161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/2380152678235169161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#2380152678235169161' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-6883786562111813296</id><published>2008-03-08T11:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T11:59:05.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>idontlikerejection.&lt;br /&gt;butthenwhodoes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've done my e-assessment twice alr, and i need to do it again til i get full marks. sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its the start of the school holidays&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;i have nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;its a relieve i guess, for one week, there'll be no new work thrown at me so i can hopefully grasp whatever's been thought so far. then there's studying for maths test. and there's homework and tutorials. and there's packing my luggage. then there's dance.&lt;br /&gt;there's no time for friends. no time for shopping. no time for going out. no time for waking up late and sleeping late. damn, theres no free time at all. my stupid schedule is so fully packed.&lt;br /&gt;but, lets try to be positive. four full days of dance, could turn out to be fun. i might, lose a bit of weight. studying with the little time i have could be fulfilling. and maybe, not having school officially, could help.&lt;br /&gt;its the holidays, i mean, dont people usually mark the start of it by celebrating and all?&lt;br /&gt;aye, you know those pacts you make every break, that your gonna be super hardworking and complete all your wrk, dont procrastinate and all. but in the end, you still chiong all your work the night before? haha, okay this time, i think i really Do need to stick to it.&lt;br /&gt;in fact, im looking forward to it. gees, there's smth highly ironic abt the last few paragraphs huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i was talking to peiying and desmond, and i realised some stuff. haha, desmond seems to know alot of things. keep eavesdropping on us! humph. but i guess what he said is true. and peiying's right too. but i cant help it la. can see ta yao ke shi ta bu gan, dui mah? i do feel bad for him too, but i mean, what can i do right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, okay so last night, i was talking to diane. she was soo funny pls! showed her a pic of some guys and she said:&lt;br /&gt;(quote)&lt;br /&gt;DIANE says:&lt;br /&gt;OMG!!&lt;br /&gt;DIANE says:&lt;br /&gt;u mean they look like dat now?&lt;br /&gt;DIANE says:&lt;br /&gt;NOW?!!&lt;br /&gt;DIANE says:&lt;br /&gt;as in today!! they look like daT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, ehh pls, it wsnt too long ago that you were that short and looked that small okay! i LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE her! and then she said:&lt;br /&gt;" i dun wna make a choice now.. i thk its not e right time for me "&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;it was sooo cute, i kept laughing pls. and it was supposed to be serious okay!&lt;br /&gt;korkor loves you, my darling mei((:&lt;br /&gt;ended up calling her, cos msn's really hard to communicate by sometimes. haha, and the call greatly improved my chinese i think. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okay so anw, just wanted to say this to you((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you're really nice and i hope i havent in anyway hurt your feelings or anything like that. seriously, its not like i've chosen, and honestly, i dont feel i'm obliged to. so, yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not even sure, if i want any of it now..&lt;br /&gt;haha, hope this doesnt constitute the bet?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-6883786562111813296?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/6883786562111813296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=6883786562111813296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/6883786562111813296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/6883786562111813296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#6883786562111813296' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-5228259320212979784</id><published>2008-03-04T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T22:09:02.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you know how the more you hang on to stuff, the more they're gonna want to pull away? true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you know how whe your daddy's little girl, he's likely to be the one who's the most protective, suspecting you and all? true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and how meredith, in the episode of grey's when burke proposes, says in the backgroud "cos the unexpected, simply pales in comparison to the expected"? quite true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im beginning to think that i should be studying harder than i am now (lol) and start paying attention drg lectures. im alr a bit lost and falling behind in tutorials. well, some anyway. plus im going away in twoweeks time and im gonna miss a full one and a half weeks of school, which means i'll be even further behind. and im gonna have dance everyday next week. so, not much time for catching up and all. ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides that, school's been fine. good, actually, getting to know people better and all. just wished i had a bit more time. on monday we came in our new uniforms. haha so no more skirt that reaches the bottom of you knee. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, i told andrea, pris, huishan and kailing abt the eyecandy. sorry, ex-one. its kinda malu looking back at it. lol. yes, so he's not all that good looking. pris says she knows my type now. the SWEET and not necessarily gorgeous looking. heh, true. it's always better if he makes you melt, and is not just pleasant for your eyes. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of sweet, people have been really sweet lately. ((: nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on sunday i saw celine at church! i miss her so much. shes my person. you know like how christina yang(grey's) says, she's my person,  if i kill someone, she's the one who'll help me throw the body in the river. (something to that effect) she's the one i go tell everything to, you know? and she'll understand, and we'll gossip, and giggle, and oogle. lol. i LOVE her(: tld her lots of stuff that day. abt someone and someone. its different telling other people, and they dont really wanna listen too/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH and if any of you out there needs some chicken essence, just ask. heh heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-5228259320212979784?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/5228259320212979784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=5228259320212979784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said lets talk about it&lt;br /&gt;as she walked out on me and slamed the door&lt;br /&gt;but I just laugh about it&lt;br /&gt;cuz shes always playin those games&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'mon (deep down) deep down i know she loves me&lt;br /&gt;but shes got a funny way of showin me how she cares (she cares)&lt;br /&gt;last night she did a donut on my lawn&lt;br /&gt;and drove out w/ her finger in the air&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Sometimes its black &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Sometimes its white &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Sometimes shes wrong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Sometimes im right &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Sometimes we talk about it or we figure it out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;But then she just changed her mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Sometimes shes hot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Sometimes im cold &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Sometimes my head wants to explode &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;But when i think about it im so in love with her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Every other time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nananananananananana&lt;br /&gt;Every other time&lt;br /&gt;nananananananananana&lt;br /&gt;Every other time&lt;br /&gt;nananananananananana&lt;br /&gt;Every oth-every other time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes we sit around&lt;br /&gt;just the 2 of us on the park bench&lt;br /&gt;sometimes we swim around&lt;br /&gt;like 2 dolphins in the oceans of our hearts&lt;br /&gt;but then i think about the time that we broke up before the prom&lt;br /&gt;and u told everyone that I was gay "ok"&lt;br /&gt;sometimes I walk around the town for hours just to settle down&lt;br /&gt;but I take you back and u kick me down&lt;br /&gt;cuz thats the way uhhu uhhu I like it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep it up home girl don'tcha quit&lt;br /&gt;u know the way u scream is the ultimate&lt;br /&gt;And when I walk away just watch the clock&lt;br /&gt;n then i don't even get around the block&lt;br /&gt;and I say "let's talk about it" as she walks out on me and slams the door&lt;br /&gt;one day we'll laugh about it&lt;br /&gt;cuz we're always playin those games&lt;br /&gt;nananananananananana every oth-every other time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so in love with this song!&lt;br /&gt;anyone has it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna go out with my class ppl later&lt;br /&gt;supposed to be there at two, which is NOW&lt;br /&gt;but it think the girls arent there yet so nvm.&lt;br /&gt;we're gonna play pool, watch jumper, then go for dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now, everythings going well&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i got into vjc again((:&lt;br /&gt;i just hope it stays this way ya?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-5612687434647747931?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/5612687434647747931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=5612687434647747931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/5612687434647747931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/5612687434647747931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#5612687434647747931' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-1062151067856041273</id><published>2008-02-16T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T22:25:31.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've got a new RED phone.&lt;br /&gt;((: sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a belated HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY to you pple, esp those i didnt get to meet:&lt;br /&gt;celine, preethi, rekha, rachel ong, diane, debbie, andrea, serene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a super happening day at vjc. loads of stuff going on and all. yes, most of my valentines day was spent in school. had dance which ended only at 745 that day. anyhows, it was a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the LOVE, the gifts, the messages. and thanks, you, it was really sweet((: made the day even better(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive got a new phone and a new sim card. which means ALL my messages are gone. those since 2 years ago, the really sweet ones that i still have and occassioally look at. and the more recent ones. arrghh.&lt;br /&gt;i guess its good in a way, that i dont cling on to that past. just wish i could have some of them. and some of the ones frm this yr too. btw, debbie if yr reading, yr msg is the first on the phone. happy la. heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-1062151067856041273?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/1062151067856041273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>damn i hope im not as anti social as i think i am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-6635375628521339198?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/6635375628521339198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=6635375628521339198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/6635375628521339198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/6635375628521339198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#6635375628521339198' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-8054122175200507811</id><published>2008-02-08T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T17:36:57.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy cny!</title><content type='html'>Happy chinese new year everyone!&lt;br /&gt;all the best for the rat year ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese new year celebrations on wed were alrite i guessed. i had to dance in the concert again. its kinda a tradition, seeing as i've had to do it the past three years as well. it went well i think, accept my hair was out of control, and i think i had a spastic look on my face. it was good, nonetheless. our class was gonna sell tauhuey, but the supplier guy cancelled last minute. like wth! anyhows, we came up with the ingenious idea of a msg dedication thing 930pm the night before. yeah, so thomas walked ard with mahjong paper taped round himself, and ppl wrote stuff on it for the very cheap price of fifty cents. while kenickie read them out. we might have made five dollars, i think. and we did mass dance! fun, but argh, i only know a few steps. better learn it again drg second orientation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to visit pl, but we finished ard 1030 and i think they ended alr by then. found taiyi and we went to taka to meet debbie and diane! reunion lunch! i miss them and their fighting and hitting each other, and our talking super loudly and making lots of noise at inappropriate places, and the wierd bets on lame things, and the teasing each other, and the treats and all! HAHA. we ate at breeks. i keep teasing debbie abt vjc-kino-airport guy. haha, sorry la but i nvr had the chance. and loads of times you found stuff abt me that werent true as well((: hehe((: okay, anw we have a new bet!(created by the 3 of them btw, that i agreed to) im writing it here so none of you forget! each one to add five bucks to the pool. last one to you-know-what! heh heh. we'll see who'll end up triumphant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met them again on cny itself, aft visiting, to watch kungfu dunk. err. i thought it was quite lame. diane and debbie kept making so much noise, as they always do when we go to the movies. and it wasnt sad what, diane!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today, i watched 27dresses, like finally! it was quite good i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna get stuff for valentines day later! can't see you guys in different jcs)):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-8054122175200507811?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/8054122175200507811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=8054122175200507811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/8054122175200507811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/8054122175200507811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#8054122175200507811' title='happy cny!'/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-3664095558838880933</id><published>2008-01-28T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T15:06:13.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>guys, i'm sick! ergh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt go to school today&lt;br /&gt;which means i missed lots of lessons&lt;br /&gt;including a jog to east coast park&lt;br /&gt;and chinese. yeah, the two nicholas-es had to go&lt;br /&gt;HAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but im alot better now.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was horrible&lt;br /&gt;it was TNG opening service&lt;br /&gt;so i went for adult service then youth.&lt;br /&gt;fell asleep abit during both&lt;br /&gt;sorry, really wasnt well.&lt;br /&gt;worship was good though.&lt;br /&gt;AND someone was so cute hahha&lt;br /&gt;wanted to go for ballet but couldnt also..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum thinks its cos i've been going out too much&lt;br /&gt;and i dont have enough rest..&lt;br /&gt;hehe. really meh?&lt;br /&gt;she was therefore very supportive of me not going to sch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i better get better soon then&lt;br /&gt;if i wanna go out again this weekend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEHEHE((:&lt;br /&gt;there's so many people to go out with man!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-3664095558838880933?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/3664095558838880933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=3664095558838880933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/3664095558838880933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/3664095558838880933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#3664095558838880933' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-5799786754411376460</id><published>2008-01-25T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T22:10:12.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;ok.. more time now, so here's the full story abt the past week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;started the whole photo taking thing cos it kinda was our "last few days" with the olevel results coming out and all that. and people uncertain abt their futures in vjc. haha, the IP people didnt have to worry abt tht la.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anw, on wed. people were wishing us all the best and stuff! took class photos, and i tried my very very best to get py and hw to stand together! hahaha, evil-ness. i was successful, mind you. the girls helped push her into him. haha, they are our self-created class scandal, cos life always needs tht bit of excitement right? we did something naughty during our last lecture. first time okay, im always very good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;had dance, it was tough! aft conditioning, we jogged two rounds ard the sch! it might have helped, cos andrea said i'm skinnier. anw, aft that the seniors said they'd like to pray for us. it was so comforting knowing that there are christians in our midst praying for us even though im no longer in a mission school. held hands and all, haha. it was really nice just letting go and committing everything into God's hands. it was super touching. got abit emo la.. all tearing up aft that. started hugging everyone, group hugs and all. i think the guys might have been a lil left out. lol, only 3 of them. hugged everyone before i left. guess it was then tht it struck me that, ohman its really happening tmr..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;thursday; haha went back to PL, and they were in the midst of singing TO GOD BE THE GLORY over the intercomm. LOL! remember having had to do it the previous years. hd to stand up in class and all! haha, a tradition that will be missed((: really proud of class of 2007 for doing well as a whole. i think we proved people wrong, those who thought we werent as good as previous batches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;er...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yes, i wanted to say how happy i am to share the position with dearest CELINE! i was really shocked when they said my name.. and when she said, the other girl is celine kimberly lim. i just screamed, it was even happier, i tell you. jumped onto her and gave her a BIG hug. super cool being able to get same marks as your good good friend! rmb in sec two, we got the same, exactly the same avaerage!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;well done to those who did well, enjoy it, but lets not get ahead of ourselves. JCs a whole different story. continue work hard and make pl proud((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and if you didnt meet your expectations, hope you guys wont be too upset. just know that the Lord has a plan for each of us. we dont know, and i dont know what it is, but im sure He knows. and yeah, wherever we head to, it's a whole new story ya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;today went out with my class. well, half of them. well, those that i saw, we're all staying, so that's great! 08S66 will own the rest! haha, i heard JTS is next week..junior-treat-senior. ahh, better start saving money peeps. oh yeah, we played truth or truth for awhile. haha, it seems to be a favourite HUH. and we went to terminal 3! so huge...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we're having an OG PICNIC tomorrow at east coast park! yay, im excited! only half of us went for og bbq! haha, and we played truth or truth then too. LOL! ok nvm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;08S66!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/R5ntMYWO_FI/AAAAAAAAABE/w4gIzBhg1ss/s1600-h/y1pjsXsgRGVwvWrVLJfOW59kssLjGwti_AidCtExoZOATy2l5fc4G69Z9CYzMYDUAMjuJl4WdB57ic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159415645079534674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/R5ntMYWO_FI/AAAAAAAAABE/w4gIzBhg1ss/s400/y1pjsXsgRGVwvWrVLJfOW59kssLjGwti_AidCtExoZOATy2l5fc4G69Z9CYzMYDUAMjuJl4WdB57ic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/R5ntMYWO_EI/AAAAAAAAAA8/IldYxTfIh28/s1600-h/y1pjsXsgRGVwvWk_CcmvMRyc8VRuJofJn5ooCMmIrrOkvC1SgqGTecv1aWVuzuOtKi63ILv2QOR1Us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159415645079534658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/R5ntMYWO_EI/AAAAAAAAAA8/IldYxTfIh28/s400/y1pjsXsgRGVwvWk_CcmvMRyc8VRuJofJn5ooCMmIrrOkvC1SgqGTecv1aWVuzuOtKi63ILv2QOR1Us.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/R5ntMIWO_DI/AAAAAAAAAA0/DF6kXs6esA0/s1600-h/CIMG2386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159415640784567346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/R5ntMIWO_DI/AAAAAAAAAA0/DF6kXs6esA0/s400/CIMG2386.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me, pei ying and hui shan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;didnt get to take pictures with the rest..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-5799786754411376460?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/5799786754411376460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=5799786754411376460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/5799786754411376460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/5799786754411376460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#5799786754411376460' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/R5ntMYWO_FI/AAAAAAAAABE/w4gIzBhg1ss/s72-c/y1pjsXsgRGVwvWrVLJfOW59kssLjGwti_AidCtExoZOATy2l5fc4G69Z9CYzMYDUAMjuJl4WdB57ic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044634.post-8613410407098143213</id><published>2008-01-24T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T22:18:45.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thankful</title><content type='html'>if you're wondering, yes i did well. im happy. surprised, definitely. and very very thankful.&lt;br /&gt;it's really God's blessings and nothing else. i couldnt have done it myself.&lt;br /&gt;i was really doubtful before, so it came as a big shock when it was announced. especially chinese. i owe it to the school, my parents and to God, its all on them.&lt;br /&gt;PL did really well, i think. better than the past few years. really glad for them. it was really nice meeting old friends. and teachers! haha, yes yes. and i get to stay in VJC!((:&lt;br /&gt;ok im in a rush now, blog another time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-8613410407098143213?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/8613410407098143213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=8613410407098143213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/8613410407098143213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/8613410407098143213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#8613410407098143213' title='thankful'/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-6568486619899755965</id><published>2008-01-15T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T20:42:29.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay it seems everytime i come to blog these days, its about school. there's nothing else really worth mentioning which does seem a bit pathetic. cos my life basically is school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apart from blogging so that i can find out how friends are doing in other schools and vice versa, i dont want to just narrate everything that happens, which i think i have been doing all this while. then again, i dont think many people actually read this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, yes. life has been school. and school has been classes and dance. i've been comin home late pretty much everyday, which i think is a sign of things to come in JC. then, its been okay so far. olevel results are looming around the corner, and i do hope i stay in VJ. the pple here are really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08S66 is the coolest class! the guys got a bit high just now from the tauhuay-ing, i think. at one point, everything was tau huay. the table, legs, waterbombs, water guns.. it was hilarious. haven had my tau huay yet though;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope we have an OG outing. righteous! i miss. spoke to tas and thomas just now la. might not even get to meet up this friday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got dance tmr. its conditioning. woah, its seriously no joke i tell you. it really IS, conditioning. hope it goes well. and we've got a CNY item to come up with, the year ones. hope it goes well, and not brg back hauntin memories of sec sch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven had time to watch many shows lately.. grey's anatomy, friends, brothers and sisters.. i miss mcdreamy a bit, lol. gonna put his picture in my file now((:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-6568486619899755965?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/6568486619899755965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=6568486619899755965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/6568486619899755965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/6568486619899755965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#6568486619899755965' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-363092086188728268</id><published>2008-01-11T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T22:31:51.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;lauren, stop it! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;seriously, you need to stop it!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;argh, stop, please.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's so not cool.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, school's been really good this past week. been really enjoying my class, screw what i thought before, i like it. lessons have started alr, and its been ok, except for some parts i dont understand.. dance has been way hectic, no kidding.&lt;br /&gt;today, for a second i thought mr chan was gonna announce that we werent gonna have school, full day off. cos of the rock climbing achievements. haha, guess its a vj thing. didnt happen though. my class had a five period break for those who didnt have chinese, which is majority. so aft chinese, we went to join them on the tree house to play games! it was almost half the class up there, and i think only eight pple are allowed at a time. heh, so it kinda shook everytime we moved. had lunch, and we sat outside the pt to complete our tutorials. ooh and we have this lecture survival kit, with sweets from our extra class fund money! whoo, i had two drg chem! played cards as well. several tutorials. then went for dance. and at 450, went for pe. ah, it was tough even though we werent doing all that much. did it with peiying, pris, leanne and hui shan, and i think we cheated on most of it.. yup then wnt back for dance again.&lt;br /&gt;and it's taiyi's bday today! she got so many wishes, a radio shout-out, several songs, many presents, and a surprise cake! yup, many friends she has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, this isnt a good representation of how sch went but what the heck. dont really feel like blogging now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-363092086188728268?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/363092086188728268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=363092086188728268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/363092086188728268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/363092086188728268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#363092086188728268' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-2727969233262911010</id><published>2008-01-07T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T21:27:11.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what turns you on</title><content type='html'>today was fun again.&lt;br /&gt;-sea regatta. lots of water, sand, dunking.. basically, fun.&lt;br /&gt;-hanging out with og. chatting, truth or truth, loads of secrets came out..&lt;br /&gt;-dance auditions. went well, thank goodness. got in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn i think debbie's right. i do have a thing for playboys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight, im gonna be brave. im gonna do the stuff i've wanted to.. im gonna do it all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-2727969233262911010?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/2727969233262911010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=2727969233262911010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/2727969233262911010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/2727969233262911010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#2727969233262911010' title='what turns you on'/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-2317648730067647051</id><published>2008-01-06T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T21:18:09.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay! yesterday was fun. met diane and deb at bugis and AS USUAL i was the only one on time.. tsk. quickly chose taiyi's pressie then went to the arcade cos the TWO OF THEM wanted to play the bb thing for tht jay chou's competition or smth. wah then i had to cover my shirt cos i was in pe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then they went to orchard and i went to city hall to meet og. haha, and i was the only one on time also((: they slowly came then went to marina to meet the rest. then val said buy presents for ogls now. so the four of us girls pretended to go to the toilet, but instead went to buy the stuff. first, thought of a pen, then a colouring book(lol), and some poster of vegetables, then we went to kiddy palace and in the end got them winnie the pooh keychains! super cute! the woman at the cashier took so long. then chiawei rang and he was like "where are you! we're outside macs" so we ran down to find them and they were waitng outside the toilet, expecting us to come out. HAHAHA. but we really needed to go, so we were like, ok go toilet. and the guys were like HUH?!? hahaha. laughed like mad in there.&lt;br /&gt;then to suntec pasta mania for dinner. so many sch pple all around. aft dinner we wanted to give themthe stuff. looking for a corner then decide to go to the staircase. haha the three of them were like all suspicious and all. then we tricked them and were like, eh you guys got extra clothes right...give the dirty one first... HAH! turned out to be cute lil keychains((: yeah they went ard showing them off.&lt;br /&gt;to carrefour cos yufei wanted to get smth. saw nice earrings, so us girls went to buy! haha, then leonard has a hole so we wanted to get him a pair too! haha, picked the most girlish pair we could find. it was super funny, the section said "women's accesories". heh heh. settled on this purple loop one. and we forced him to wear straight away. he was all like, NOOOO!!!! but kudos to him for being so sporting((: he spent the rst of the night with it on.&lt;br /&gt;then to the fountain of wealth! we cheered, danced, chu-chu trained and all! super fun. halfway it rained and all the j1s and ogls got wet. like, really wet and cold. but it didnt dampen our spirits, we continued((: oh yess. and i saw debbie's FRIEND! hah! and malu la, i was on the phone with deb, and said his name super loud. happened he was right behind me. okay, then he looked at me really suspiciously and all. lol. mass dances were super fun((:&lt;br /&gt;then to starbucks. super tired, back aching and all. played those mind games stuff. it was abt 1030, then sing yee left so i walked back to city hall with her and homed.&lt;br /&gt;really enjoyed myself, i laughed so hard! haha, hope i get some pics to put up here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-2317648730067647051?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/2317648730067647051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=2317648730067647051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/2317648730067647051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/2317648730067647051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#2317648730067647051' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-7354071972167715907</id><published>2008-01-05T09:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T11:06:23.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>orietation</title><content type='html'>who let the dogs out?&lt;br /&gt;ralph ralph ralph ralph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pass two days of orientation were definitely much better than the first day, i must say. people getting aquainted and all. guess i enjoyed myself then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thurs;&lt;br /&gt;i reached school at 6.40 cos mum had to go to sch, and yeah at first i wsnt too pleased. but while i was sitting in the canteen, i met loads of pple! first audrey, then jeanne, then lorna and laura from ballet and the long lost rou hui! whoa think its been two,three years since she left ballet. we had combined assembly and talks. abit boring.&lt;br /&gt;aft tht got into our OGs and had station games! haha, the one that was most gross and deserves mentioning has got to be the spaghetti one. where a guy and girl had each end of a spaghetti in their mouths and had to run across the bb court. the spaghetti wasnt all tht long, mind you. and worse, it was a relay so we had to pass it on to the next couple and all! had lots of fun though. cheered really hard. guess it paid off cos ralph moved from last to second last! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;we learned more cheers and two more mass dances. there are SO MANY. the friendship dance was guy-girl, but there weren't enough guys so i partnered a girl frm my grp. heees. dunno if tht's a relieve or not. and im glad to say i wasnt as blur as the previos day! yesyes.&lt;br /&gt;i cant really remember, there were games in the hall, and the skit again i think. oh yes, we had cca walkabouts too! me and taiyi kinda wanted to check out the wushu one for debbie's ahem.&lt;br /&gt;then aft the day ended, we went for OG dinner! couldnt decide between this place opp, parkway, airport, siglap, and in the end, we walked across to east coast park(WHOOO!) and had subway! oh yes, we waited in school for this ogl, leonard, couldnt find him. we even started shouting his name. turned out he had some meeting so we left first. its really cool to have eastcoast park across the road from your school. we ate at my fav subway. then leonard came and we all dao-ed him and he was all apologetic and "sorry i made you guys wait" kinda thing. HAHA it was soo funny. and when he sat down we all stood up. hahaha. joking la. we sat and talked and talked. halfway, the conversation becme abit sick and xrated ah.. it was loads of fun though, laughed so much. it was nine thirty when we decided to walk back. it was such a long day, but great fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fri;&lt;br /&gt;came to school to check out our classes! i got PCME! and i found out peiying's in the same class as me! another long lost friend from pri school. haha, i think we sat tgt, and back then i was nauhty and stuff. HAHA!! my house is draco? like MALFOY. haha, taiyi too. super excited. combined assembly, talk and we went to our classes. met this other girl from xinmin. and our class is like... hmm, the three of us were like, err.. okay.. but nvm, shall wait and see how it goes first. there are many vjip and scholars la. oh yes met our senior class, and i think they're nice((: abit siao type. cool.&lt;br /&gt;then we had wet games. valerie, tasmana, sing yee and i slightly complaining out our classes. wet games were fun. we kinda owned most of them. the shampoo game got me really dirty. there was shampoo, and we were supposed to make a whole bucket of foam. i was one of thse being shampooed. had to wash it out aft tht and it was as good as bathing there man. ooh the shampoo was sunsilk and aft tht my hair was really very smooth man. luckily didnt get saboed with the foam and water. cheered like mad, and i was really happy to do it though((:&lt;br /&gt;lunch, some science talk. science fac cheer is super cool man. haha, everything kinda has a cheer.&lt;br /&gt;there were some games. and me and valerie ponned. then we learned the final dance. and since this time we were in front, i picked up quite well. haha, me and valerie thought it quite creepy. we were surrounde with ogls. this girl next to me. this guy that screamed super loud behind us. this other guy who came round aft a few steps to ask if we got it. and leonard who asked if we were okay. HAHA, but they're all really nice la. yeah, im beginning to like the mass dances now! we recaped the rest, and during the couple one, me, tasmana, sing yee and val left again. heh heh. then the closing thing. for a brief moment of panic, the four of us thought monday's sea regatta was with our classes since orientation was closing. thank goodness its not. i love my OG((: we ended it with the six mass dances and lots of cheers! that time i had a LOT of fun. same thing happened drg couple's dance. hees.&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, anf this time, we moved up again from second last to... sixth! (which is third last la)&lt;br /&gt;aft that og had this surprise thing for someone's bday! ogls yufei, chiaweei and leonard bought the cake! haha, took photo and all. missed og dinner at airport. family thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight there's mass dance at suntec ard the fountain of wealth! yeah, im excited! meeting at four.and meeting diane and deb first before that. monday's the sea thing at ecp! whooo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-7354071972167715907?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/7354071972167715907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=7354071972167715907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/7354071972167715907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/7354071972167715907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#7354071972167715907' title='orietation'/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-5559866345553027507</id><published>2008-01-02T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T21:29:08.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first day of school!</title><content type='html'>yes yes the drama of first days and all, everyones blogging abt it and to avoid having to repeat the whole thing over and over, i'll just leave it here((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. left home much later than usual, cos its only ten minutes away. dad sent me. i arrived to see a very terrified looking taiyi! ohh and i met felicia as well. together with clarice, we're the only FOUR pl girls there)): so we stood ard, didnt really know wht to do. must have looked abit retarded. registered, took photo(which was quite embarrassing), bought pe shirt(from jeanne!) and changed, then waited for the briefing to begin.. everyone else came in BIG groups, and i only had taiyi and felicia la.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah briefing went on and if it had gone on any longer i wouldnt have been able to survive it. just the whole not-enough-sleep, air-conn-spoilt thing coming into play. changed my econs to a H2 instead, hope they allow it..&lt;br /&gt;and then orientation started. broke up into our grps which meant me and taiyi were ALONE. with NO ONE. my grp's called raphiel, and its hilarious, he has canine powers from the dog god or smth.. luckily, my sub group has some really nice pple((: so yeah made friends la. had lunch and icebreakers and all. there was a skit abt all our diff grp(SO funny), then we learnt the school song which is really cute. seriously. and then came the cheering. we learnt cheers. yes cheerS, many many. i got so tired aft tht, standing for so long. abit sian. me and two other girls kept wanting to sit down! BUT then came the mass dance! really couldnt pay fullest attention cos my legs were killing me, and we were really far away. haha, i think we ended up making a mess of it! but it was fun la. some guys looked really funny((: i promise i'll learn tmr's really really well((: yesyes, and earn lots and lots of points! ermmm. yes we have nice ogls too((:&lt;br /&gt;eh.. ooh then there was this tour thing. thats when i started shouting abit louder la. and somthing that i find a bit embarrassing happened earlier on too. shallnt write here though.&lt;br /&gt;yeah i really cant remember anything else. the pple here are really cool, and i think theres a good culture and all, cheering and massdancing like MAD!! which is  a good thing((: tmr the real fun starts, i hope with games and all! but right now im dead tired. needs lots of rest if im gonna earn those points tmr!&lt;br /&gt;blog abt the rest of orientation soon((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-5559866345553027507?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/5559866345553027507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=5559866345553027507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/5559866345553027507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/5559866345553027507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#5559866345553027507' title='first day of school!'/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-1294161306810804942</id><published>2007-12-31T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T17:32:08.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR'S EVE!!</title><content type='html'>it's the last day of 2007 and what a year it has been eh? i marked the last day of the year by buying a shirt from dorothy perkins. hahaha, it was on sale! and it's my LAST BUY of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesyes, 2007. crazy year! loads of fun, loads of struggle, great friends.. i think i really have been blessed with many good things this year. (and some not so good)  i'm really thankful. great year! but let's hope 2008's even better eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just submitted my subject combination, dont know how that will go. but after all, it's only gonna be for about a month right? to be honest, there's a part of me that wants to go back to school, to get back to the work and all. but there's the whole new school and new people, new subjects, and how taiyi's the only one i know personally who's going there as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhows, hope the new year brings you happiness and love((:&lt;br /&gt;gonna usher in the new year with cousins and relatives tonight! whoooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;why am i still like that about you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-1294161306810804942?l=hidden-beneath.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-9044634.post-2794399798233068375</id><published>2007-12-29T10:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T22:28:15.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alrighty, in view of keeping in contact and all that,i've decided i'll continue blogging again. just talking the other day with some peeps, and we're all gonna read abt each other's first days at JC. which happens to be in FOUR days time. i've gotta complete my online subject combination thing, and i haven really got a clue what to take.. i need some advice or smth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, a belated BLESSED Christmas to you all!&lt;br /&gt;here's a song;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;"We are the Reason"&lt;br /&gt;As little children&lt;br /&gt;We would dream of Christmas morn&lt;br /&gt;Of all the gifts and toys&lt;br /&gt;We knew we'd find&lt;br /&gt;But we never realized&lt;br /&gt;A baby born one blessed night&lt;br /&gt;Gave us the greatest gift of our lives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were the reason&lt;br /&gt;That He gave His life&lt;br /&gt;We were the reason&lt;br /&gt;That He suffered and died&lt;br /&gt;To a world that was lost&lt;br /&gt;He gave all He could give&lt;br /&gt;To show us the reason to live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the years went by&lt;br /&gt;We learned more about gifts&lt;br /&gt;The giving of ourselves&lt;br /&gt;And what that means&lt;br /&gt;On a dark and cloudy day&lt;br /&gt;A man hung crying in the rain&lt;br /&gt;All because of love, all because of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finally found the reason for living&lt;br /&gt;It's in giving every part of my heart to Him&lt;br /&gt;In all that I do every word that I say&lt;br /&gt;I'll be giving my all just for Him, for Him&lt;br /&gt;He is my reason to live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;indeed christmas is about jesus being born just for us((:&lt;br /&gt;Hope you've had a meaningful christmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-2794399798233068375?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/2794399798233068375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=2794399798233068375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/2794399798233068375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/2794399798233068375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#2794399798233068375' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-4424070725913076446</id><published>2007-11-14T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T15:15:12.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this past week has been awesome!&lt;br /&gt;cos as of last tuesday.. i just became a whole lot more free!&lt;br /&gt;no wait, im totally FREE((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah o's are freakin over how cool is that?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's been kinda wierd not having any work to do and stuff to study&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yup, adjusting to holiday life is soooo fun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kinda got used to the not having any free time thing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;felt strange at first...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but now, it's just plain amazing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;been going out almost everyday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here's a recap:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tues;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last paper-bio mcq&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;made a deal before that rekha would get up and go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"WHAT TIME IS IT?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we'd all reply, like high school musical&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, obviously didnt happen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we DID, however, aft that,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;take a roadtrip ard singapore to golden mile!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;preethi, rekha, rachel, me, celine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eeling, sherilyn, lyn and clara((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/RzsFUC5smeI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/9gJozyLH0YM/s1600-h/CIMG1875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132702042253203938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/RzsFUC5smeI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/9gJozyLH0YM/s200/CIMG1875.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had lunch and chocolate fond&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/RzsGQS5smfI/AAAAAAAAAAY/L3baG89HByI/s1600-h/CIMG1876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132703077340322290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/RzsGQS5smfI/AAAAAAAAAAY/L3baG89HByI/s320/CIMG1876.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ue. that's how it first came...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but within minutes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was all gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;four pigs-me, rekha, preethi and celine finished everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the others didnt, and had to play the number thing to decide who eats the remainder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which.. basically shows what pigs we are. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NEXT, headed to bugis cos it was the nearest place there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i took a picture with PRINCE CHARMING!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/RzsG7i5smhI/AAAAAAAAAAo/y1ZBt4Bgo0s/s1600-h/CIMG1890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132703820369664530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/RzsG7i5smhI/AAAAAAAAAAo/y1ZBt4Bgo0s/s200/CIMG1890.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's patrick dempsey, in case you didnt know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cutest, hottest surgeon on grey's anatomy((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*melts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THEN,rushed to gardens to cut my hair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like finally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, think i looked kinda cool aft tht.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fringe was way nice((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AT NIGHT, went to parkway parade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and bought my marks and spencer shoes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wed;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;met with diane and taiyi at bugis again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in search of cheap stuff..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bought deb's present&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i bought a NICE pair of pants from fox&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and shoes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yup, real weakness for shoes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to the arcade for awhile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and mudpie mcflurry was super delicious&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;didnt go home too late cos taiyi had ballet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and my shoes was totally killing my feet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thurs;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;met with preethi and rekha to try dresses for prom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohman it was super fun!&lt;br /&gt;planned to shop the WHOLE day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so we met at 11 when the shops just opened&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yes, and we had a grand plan of going thru shops in all of orchard road&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;first stop, wisma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha! i think we each tried about twenty dresses EACH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;super paiseh cos we had no intention of buying them that day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we went to like every single shop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and preethi always looked the nicest in all the dresses pls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so much for looking thru the whole of orchard road, at 3 we were still at wisma!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but yeah, i did see a dress i wanted((: sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got quite high aft we saw a nice nice bag that cost $5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, going crazy alr&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we looked at shoes too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then to taka for a short while&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and paragon m&amp;amp;s to buy serene's present&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we saw a group of girls who were going for THEIR proms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and they all looked so gorgeous&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hair and make up and all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;three of us were like shrugging cos we had no intention of dressing up so nicely and stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;walked to someset&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we decided to just WALK into hmv.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha, ended up buying grey's season 3 dvd((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;two dollar note left aft tht.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ooh yes, and i watched TITANIC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;freaking awesome show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fri;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to school for pae/prom briefing and other stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;headed to grandpa's place aft that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i realised meiyang stays only 3 door away!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;homed tgt. funny, she.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mum came and we went to town again((:&lt;br /&gt;bought my DRESS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i didnt buy the one from ted baker which cost a fortune&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bought my SHOES&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bought my BAG&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;super happy, and now im totally set for cambridge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;walked until we were super tired&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then back to grandpa's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;changed, and to mrs wong's house for sec four farewell/bbq&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, i sat with the sec ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SIX sec ones to be exact.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol,such a loser table huh, we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they're the best juniors i have&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i love them((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mr wong's potato was great and chicken was not cooked!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gave serene her pressie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;diane came late, taiyi had ballet again and deb didnt come again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mrs wong was damn cute&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and it was alright i guess, my table the quieter lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mum came and took me to ballet for rehearsals&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;only about an hour then home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sat;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SAJC open house!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, way cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i kinda wanna go there too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;celine and preethi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;met at kovan macs first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saw people there and stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bought cream puffs and donuts on the way back at ps((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sun;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to paragon sia place bout ticket stuff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i bought my book from kinokuniya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whooooo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went for ballet too aft that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and packed some of my stuff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and yes, this morning i watched friends and the american music awards!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just submitted my PAE. hmmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hope i made the right choice la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yup&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND i'm off to goldcoast tmr morning!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cousin's wedding!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah gonna meet up with my cousins and relatives and all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i'll be gone for a week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;be back next tuesday morning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and prom's on that night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alrighty, see you then guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. anyone up for shopping?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wanna do so many things now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gonna go for dance lessons with xiao xuan i think..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wheeeee((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWjhfdAuMWg/RzsFUC5smeI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/9gJozyLH0YM/s72-c/CIMG1875.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044634.post-4394644365645640516</id><published>2007-09-30T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T22:31:35.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the funfair and it was great!&lt;br /&gt;I woke up today still hungover from yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Half asleep, legs aching and all.&lt;br /&gt;Dragged myself to church and I must have looked quite bad.&lt;br /&gt;Haha bbut pastor reuben waved at me again&lt;br /&gt;*SMILES&lt;br /&gt;Then to ballet, my eyes hardly open&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry I was so dead the first half.&lt;br /&gt;Heh.&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me, anyone wanna come to my concert?&lt;br /&gt;Yes?&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Started in the morning&lt;br /&gt;Damn high and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;So me rekha and preethi make the BEST businesswomen&lt;br /&gt;We conned so many pple into buying from our stall&lt;br /&gt;Yeah we’re the best team!&lt;br /&gt;And during our shift,&lt;br /&gt;I scooped the ice cream and now my hand is soooo cramp I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;Haha so lets see&lt;br /&gt;Ate loads of food&lt;br /&gt;We played the dance thing&lt;br /&gt;Saw mr low and ms goh get dunked!&lt;br /&gt;Met a lot a lot of seniors&lt;br /&gt;Met certain pple as well..&lt;br /&gt;And I think our class did a great job even though we weren’t the top class&lt;br /&gt;Well done((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok mr low’s dunking way funny. Who else to dunk him but miss ting!!!&lt;br /&gt;Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;Way way sweet.&lt;br /&gt;Mr low is sooo cute la&lt;br /&gt;They are so cutee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok and there were loads of people.&lt;br /&gt;Ermm, I cant name all of them so I shallnt even try.&lt;br /&gt;Melissa! Haha I miss her&lt;br /&gt;And her clique. Nicole ding!&lt;br /&gt;Aye but din really have time to talk to them&lt;br /&gt;I saw *ahemms. Cute as ever.&lt;br /&gt;I felt retarded, but enjoyed it anw.&lt;br /&gt;Loads of seniors yup I know.&lt;br /&gt;Really happy aft tht&lt;br /&gt;Mrs wong and her dogs!&lt;br /&gt;They look as nice as she does!&lt;br /&gt;Darshini! Haha&lt;br /&gt;Brought back memories of yesteryears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, then midway thru.&lt;br /&gt;Me and preethi realised that like all ard pple were walking with their other half&lt;br /&gt;Except for us!&lt;br /&gt;We felt so lonely pls.&lt;br /&gt;But nvm we have each other. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Bleah, our lack of friends huh.&lt;br /&gt;There was tht cute ang moh&lt;br /&gt;hehehe&lt;br /&gt;and tht person who din wanna wave at me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh I cant rmb any more..&lt;br /&gt;Oh the end. Yeah it was great!&lt;br /&gt;Damn high singing songs and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Realised it would be like the last major event for us in pl.&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, im really gonna miss this place&lt;br /&gt;Only two weeks of sch left!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been spending lots time disturbing sec ones recently&lt;br /&gt;Haha! We’re sec fours anw&lt;br /&gt;Theres rekha and tht one&lt;br /&gt;Preethi and tht one&lt;br /&gt;I don’t have but we kept trying to say hi to tht one&lt;br /&gt;Omg, it was super funny&lt;br /&gt;We were practically chasing her ard the other day&lt;br /&gt;Acting like how we were back then&lt;br /&gt;Stalking so and so&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe&lt;br /&gt;Fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day, I just realised how much I missed her&lt;br /&gt;She was my most precious friend..&lt;br /&gt;Oh crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok sorry I know this is a bit disjointed&lt;br /&gt;Cant get my thoughts tgt&lt;br /&gt;Aft o’s kay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE zac efron&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE Patrick Dempsey&lt;br /&gt;And yes,&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE ***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-4394644365645640516?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044634.post-1289548080247541330</id><published>2007-09-22T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T16:37:59.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I MET CHRIS DAUGHTRY..&lt;br /&gt;I SHOOK HIS HAND..&lt;br /&gt;TWICE..&lt;br /&gt;once with each hand..&lt;br /&gt;he didnt just touch it or brush against it&lt;br /&gt;nope, he held it!&lt;br /&gt;he grabbed my hand!&lt;br /&gt;chris daughtry!&lt;br /&gt;he is soooo HOT&lt;br /&gt;his voice is sooo hot&lt;br /&gt;he makes me melt&lt;br /&gt;I'VE GOT HIS AUTOGRAPH..&lt;br /&gt;ON HIS CD..&lt;br /&gt;ohmygosh he is sooo freaking cool.&lt;br /&gt;and i did the thing where,&lt;br /&gt;he touches the window..&lt;br /&gt;and im touching the other side((:&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM&lt;br /&gt;only thing is,&lt;br /&gt;i didnt give him a hug.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt really say anything to him (too stunned)&lt;br /&gt;it was sooo quick that autograph session,&lt;br /&gt;when i went up that stage where he was&lt;br /&gt;not allowed pictures with him&lt;br /&gt;didnt touch that baldhead&lt;br /&gt;and i missed him singing live at stjames&lt;br /&gt;damn, why did i have to be underaged&lt;br /&gt;i watched videos of the stjames performances on youtube&lt;br /&gt;oh man, it makes me cry&lt;br /&gt;and you now how few and far between those are&lt;br /&gt;i'm still so disappointed abt missing that performance&lt;br /&gt;damn.&lt;br /&gt;he'd better come back soon&lt;br /&gt;pls pls pls.&lt;br /&gt;and his new music video&lt;br /&gt;OVER YOU&lt;br /&gt;it's my favourite song&lt;br /&gt;he's sooo stunningly HOT&lt;br /&gt;i cant take it anymore&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE CHRIS DAUGHTRY&lt;br /&gt;and ohmygosh i met him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-9044634.post-1431327714926169974</id><published>2007-08-31T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T15:27:43.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>teachers' day is soooo fun!&lt;br /&gt;im feeling really high and happy&lt;br /&gt;thats why im blogging instead of doing smth more productive&lt;br /&gt;hees((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our item today was great!&lt;br /&gt;i think it went really well!&lt;br /&gt;haha, i thought no one would recognise me with the fringe and hat and all&lt;br /&gt;but aft tht, people knew it was me!&lt;br /&gt;ahh, embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;still, i did fool some pple i think.&lt;br /&gt;it was great, and pple were laughing and all&lt;br /&gt;which is a good sign.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for cheering, you((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and earlier in the mrg&lt;br /&gt;i was one of those on the tables leading the workout thing&lt;br /&gt;lol, luckily i didnt drop off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my teachers okay((:&lt;br /&gt;esp mrs ong, mr low, mrs wong lh, mrs judy wong, mr lim, ms kok and all.&lt;br /&gt;had lots of fun talking to them&lt;br /&gt;esp to mrs wong and mrs wong&lt;br /&gt;super funny!&lt;br /&gt;haha, they make me happy((:&lt;br /&gt;i love love love love love love love love love love them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh, yesterday i was looking thru all my letters&lt;br /&gt;those since sec one.&lt;br /&gt;cos i was in one of those moods&lt;br /&gt;haha lots of memories eh&lt;br /&gt;gosh i feel so embarrassed&lt;br /&gt;there was our first letter((: sweet.&lt;br /&gt;and our last&lt;br /&gt;many in between&lt;br /&gt;i miss tht.&lt;br /&gt;there were those special ones from certain people&lt;br /&gt;which made me really happy back then&lt;br /&gt;hees.&lt;br /&gt;there was mrs wong's as well, when she left us.&lt;br /&gt;haha i must have been quite naughty back then&lt;br /&gt;judging frm wht she wrote to me.&lt;br /&gt;i miss the 1a2 days&lt;br /&gt;i miss stalking *** and mrs wong laughing abt it&lt;br /&gt;i miss waiting everyday hoping for a msg from someone&lt;br /&gt;ahh, memories.&lt;br /&gt;it's our last teachers day alr)):&lt;br /&gt;i miss those days&lt;br /&gt;i miss my friends who've left&lt;br /&gt;i miss her actually, abit.&lt;br /&gt;hoping i'd see her today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;guess we've got to move on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;otherwise i wouldnt have known these sec ones&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha they make me happy too&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;great bunch of pple&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha i was so sweet i wrote a letter to claire and andrea the other day&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i do intend to write to everyone else..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;just need some time. heh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;prelims are starting and o levels too!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and aft that, it'll all be over)):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-1431327714926169974?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/1431327714926169974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=1431327714926169974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/1431327714926169974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/1431327714926169974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#1431327714926169974' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-1629332085726088932</id><published>2007-07-14T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T15:55:59.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey!&lt;br /&gt;i feel a bit lost./&lt;br /&gt;i have not logged on to blogger for SOOO LONGG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i just happened to come by to see all those taggss&lt;br /&gt;well, here i am!&lt;br /&gt;heh, love you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sec ones. we were so cute back then.&lt;br /&gt;with mrs wong lian hui.&lt;br /&gt;and all the ahemms*&lt;br /&gt;heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;those were the days.&lt;br /&gt;well, i probably wont be blogging very much&lt;br /&gt;so one thing at a time yeah.&lt;br /&gt;i really gotta geta new skin-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of sec ones, i wish those days nvr ended.&lt;br /&gt;i was just thinking bout this the other day.&lt;br /&gt;i just want it all to STOP.&lt;br /&gt;just stop.&lt;br /&gt;all the competitiveness.&lt;br /&gt;all the cca points&lt;br /&gt;all the boasting of our achievements&lt;br /&gt;and writing our own testimonials.&lt;br /&gt;all the writing good stuff abt yourself&lt;br /&gt;all the dsa-ing. (btw, i did NOT)&lt;br /&gt;all the wondering which jc to go to&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna study or smth in peace.&lt;br /&gt;do some maths homeworkfor that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently i've been feeling a little..&lt;br /&gt;left out? not really the right words.&lt;br /&gt;you know, like pple just arent telling you stuff anymore.&lt;br /&gt;(btw, nothing to do with bio. really.)&lt;br /&gt;like they do things without your knowledge&lt;br /&gt;and you come to find out 'accidentally'&lt;br /&gt;certain stuff you reallywished they would have told you&lt;br /&gt;ahh well.&lt;br /&gt;i suppose thats how it is&lt;br /&gt;cant expect to know everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note,&lt;br /&gt;im now really into neurosurgery.&lt;br /&gt;like dr mcdreamy from grey's anatomy.&lt;br /&gt;haha, season 3's showing on tv really soon!&lt;br /&gt;hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;and prison break.&lt;br /&gt;and a teacher with cool hair.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-1629332085726088932?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/1629332085726088932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=1629332085726088932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/1629332085726088932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/1629332085726088932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#1629332085726088932' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-116488433009915327</id><published>2006-11-30T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T18:58:50.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when i grow up, i wanna work at JAG. like Lt. commander harmon rabb(david james elliott). he is gorg&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7126/642/1600/355166/jag_cast_main.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7126/642/320/804814/jag_cast_main.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;eous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not as good looking in the picture though. i love the show! used to watch it as a kid, and i really wonder how i understood the show back then.. anw watching it now. the song is really cool too. yeah, really like it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna say that i'm kinda very proud of the singapore team on the amazing race asia for their work in the past episode. the one they hadta find that thing in the sandpit. she kept going on even when ALL the teams had left, either found it or gave up(most quit). and she went on until she found it! haha, it must be all the national educational messages coming into good use. really, i felt really proud when i watched it. HAHA. how patriotic.&lt;br /&gt;i told celine i couldn't tell her who i supported.. LOL, tell you guys when its over((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tyler and james are so beautiful, and i think have the best personalities too. rekha and celine like them too((: haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on this beautiful thing, pierce brosnan is so HOT. his voice is so sexy and so is he. love the ascent. his bond shows are the most interesting, but thats also because of the modern technology kinda stuff. he is so cool. last night he kissed michelle yeoh and thats the nearest i'll ever come to kissing him. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sad ben went home last week on so you think you can dance. lol. he was quite good what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, so far this post has been like...&lt;br /&gt;just shows how much tv i've been watching.&lt;br /&gt;but i haven picked up the trend of watching korean stuff. don't think i ever will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to vivocity again today. bought alot of stuff. i think it's very nice what. no meh? haha, everyone like doesn't agree.&lt;br /&gt;this christmas, i want a mel bag. love it pls. i alr have one. saw somemore just now. haha, and it's not cos of the brand kay, it's nice lo.&lt;br /&gt;i need to go christmas shopping soon..&lt;br /&gt;tmmr going to sch 8-11. wah, damn early. with taiyi, diane. then chill, and go for cca at 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, class outing yesterday. kinda fun. i wore my france t shirt and called my grp france. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;din really see any cute guys by the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna do this quiz thing but don't have the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyah. eh, is it i am supposed to start studying now ah? i like haven even done my work yet. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am growing sideways not upwards nowadays. sighs. how?&lt;br /&gt;and i need to improve my ballet. LOL. and im gonna miss so many lessons somemore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyah. okay. really need to go now.&lt;br /&gt;may james bond be with you((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-116488433009915327?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/116488433009915327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=116488433009915327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/116488433009915327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/116488433009915327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116488433009915327' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-116383668287384719</id><published>2006-11-18T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T16:02:05.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>james bond casino royale is super cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outing with diane and taiyi yesterday. diane going on about nat from superstar. he does look quite cute la. and he seems kinda sweet too. haha. he went to her house lo. hmm. went to suntec. each bought the same jacket. quite cool. i look super hip hop. went to the arcade too. and i tell you, i'm like the queen of the arcade!! sure win one. hmm, michael schumacher shop there not selling shirts anymore! ahhh. how? must try the wheelock one. took cab to bugis cos of lack of time and very tired feet. then to bugis street in search of cheap stuffs. lol. ahaha. crowded like no one's business. oh yes, and i bought clay's cd too((: heh, he's so cute. took mrt home. we took opposite trains and taiyi said she saw our sch girls. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got home, bathed and changed then left for cine. like hardly any time to rest my poor feet pls. anw, free tickets from some company thing. free popcorn too((: my parents like the oldest ones in the shopping centre. lol. had dinner first which was like catered in the lounge.&lt;br /&gt;yeah the movie was great! daniel craig is not so bad la. kinda cute to a certain extend. vesper is SUPER pretty! and the show was great. very exciting and clever and all. yeah, quite cool.&lt;br /&gt;james bond is the coolest person ever ok! and it was SO romantic also, the two of them. such a shame what happened to her. haha. the love scenes were really sweet la. james was so cute. and it was filled with action man. oh, and not forgetting ALL the double crosses! hrrr, can't trust anyone man. i also got damn cheated. but seeing james win is always so cool. esp at the poker table. hah, then he'll give that smug of his. heh. HE IS SO FUNNY and cute. yup, great movie. i was still trying to figure the show out after it ended.but still, it was nice((:&lt;br /&gt;gonna watch it again when the vcd comes out!&lt;br /&gt;argh it was nice. all the bond shows are nice((: gonna continue with my bond marathon. hees.&lt;br /&gt;walked ard abit aft the show. the lights were nice. and orchard is so packed on a friday night okay. haha, homed aft tht.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, james and tyler from amazing race 10 are SO hot. hahaha. go see.&lt;br /&gt;i watched both amazing races this morning. asia and US.&lt;br /&gt;not telling you who's my favourite team from asia! ahahahawhwaaeahwhahw&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-116383668287384719?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/116383668287384719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=116383668287384719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/116383668287384719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/116383668287384719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116383668287384719' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-116372956978255359</id><published>2006-11-17T09:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T10:12:49.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay.. haven been blogging again.&lt;br /&gt;i've been spending loads of time with the television. been cathcing up on lots of shows i haven been able to watch. and then there's the bond marathon every night too! okay, and this is a bit outdated but i still wanna watch brokeback mountain! arh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. lets see. last week i got really pissed with someone. been trying to avoid it thats why i decided not to blog abt it. sometimes thats the best way to deal with things huh? anw, i don't think she's worth my anger. and she certainly isnt even worth me complaining abt her here. that just shows how freaking low what she did was. bleah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going out with diane and taiyi later. and at night, im gonna watch casino royale! yeah. at cine.&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, i need to buy character shoes. heh. random stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt watch amazing race asia last night. due to james bond. haha! its getting funnier and funnier man. super cool. anw, i wonder what happened though. will catch the repeat(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh yes. im so in love with my chad michael murray! i wanna get that calendar from hmv. and clay's new cd! yeah. saving up now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hees. okay. gotta go meet up with them le..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-116372956978255359?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/116372956978255359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=116372956978255359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/116372956978255359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/116372956978255359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116372956978255359' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-116247385168574002</id><published>2006-11-02T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T21:24:11.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>these few days have just been a whole load of slacking and watching tv and all. yeah, i've been watch lots of tv((: just don't have time drg sch what. went back to sch today and yesterday too. and went to the teahouse on tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;it was okay.. quite cool. not as bad as i expected. i'm not really a tea/tea egg/mooncake person la.walked round chinatown and to the heritage centre as well. which was kinda nice, really. ooh and there was this PRETTY girl from south africa ah? haha,we all wanted to take photo with her. LOL. yeah, she was pretty.&lt;br /&gt;ohwells, that day i watched so you think you can dance! yeah. i quite like ost of the male dancers, not so much the female ones. don't really have a distinct favourite yet.. not like last year. my beloved BLAKE. how cute. hmm. maybe benji? anw, looking forward to next week's episode. and one tree hill too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad says i fat. humph.&lt;br /&gt;okay, so he made me go and jog.&lt;br /&gt;haven lost weight yet though((:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna lose 4 kg and reduce my bmi by 0.9&lt;br /&gt;HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kkk. wanna go shopping tmmr..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-116247385168574002?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/116247385168574002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=116247385168574002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/116247385168574002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/116247385168574002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116247385168574002' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-116196010326015852</id><published>2006-10-27T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T22:41:43.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLLOOO((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't been blogging for a very long time..&lt;br /&gt;my bad..&lt;br /&gt;so many things have happened since i last blogged i don't know where to start..&lt;br /&gt;holidays are here, but we've still got lessons for the firstt two weeks and then there's the work attachment so it's not really counted. i'm really not in the mood to start on my work and studying just yet. seriously, i've been enjoying myself since exams ended. lots of playing cards, going out, meeting with the family, that kinda stuff.&lt;br /&gt;today was a holiday for deepavali, but still we were supposed to have cca. went to meet diane and taiyi first at j8, but then mrs wong called to say that mr gerrard wouldnt be coming(again). so we went out((:&lt;br /&gt;lunched at sakae then to bugis, hoping to buy cheap things cos the wallet's abit light at the moment. hah! walking ard.. then diane spotted the zhiyang guy!&lt;br /&gt;i'm actually not a very big fan, i didnt even watch the show..but i tell you, he was so sweet(:&lt;br /&gt;diane was so afraid to approach him, she was making so much noise talking so loudly. haha, looking kinda desperate. it was quite funny though, chasing him and trying to find the right moment. i was so nice la. we thought he left, but diane kept wanting to see him, i went with her to find him. haha! and it was ME who had to ask him to take a picture with her. so brave(: tskk.&lt;br /&gt;but but he was SO sweet about it, and a bit cute la. he was so nice to us, and when i said thanks he said thank you back to me(: and smiled ever so warmly. ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;ok, i thought that was it but then diane wanted to take again, so wasted all that time again not daring to ask. finally did, all three of us in it! haha, so i quite happy also la...&lt;br /&gt;it was so embarrassing cos we walked away and walked back AGAIN. must be thinking we despo or what.&lt;br /&gt;he was so sweet again, he kept saying it was okay and smiling. haha. and he said thank you again!! ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;so i guess i'm a somewhat supporter now. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diane hasnt sent me the picture yet.. but i look super goss.. like half smiling and likein a super awkward pose. that taiyi la, stand so far away,we two might as well not be in the picture. anw..&lt;br /&gt;'nuff said&lt;br /&gt;went to the arcade.played the photo thing and daytona! hah i'm getting good at it man!&lt;br /&gt;walked ard and window shopping so does not work man. when there's no money, shopping is so pointless. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to city hall, and in a desperate attempt not to go home empty handed, looked for all the cheapest stuff. lol. ended up buying a hat. all3 of us, in diff colours.i reckon i look quite nice. heh. it came with a nice bag so we're gonna carry it to dance tgt!&lt;br /&gt;eating the sausage and calamari damn nice la.. then homed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. i'm not gonna see paul twohill tmmr aft all, because william has camp.&lt;br /&gt;haha, ohman thinking abt paul now sia..&lt;br /&gt;anw the mean william john dunno got take photo of the hypeup concert for me annot!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA, gonna beat you next time at daytona!!&lt;br /&gt;oooooh&lt;br /&gt;i went with him that day and i beat him twice! yeah man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk thats enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o'levels are next week.. really feel for the sec4s la, but ohwells, it'll be over in a few weeks..&lt;br /&gt;and it'll be my turn next year. eck.&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-115902224544450022</id><published>2006-09-23T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T22:37:25.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We'll do it all&lt;br /&gt;Everything&lt;br /&gt;On our own&lt;br /&gt;We don't need&lt;br /&gt;Anything&lt;br /&gt;Or anyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I lay here&lt;br /&gt;If I just lay here&lt;br /&gt;Would you lie with me&lt;br /&gt;and just forget the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't quite know&lt;br /&gt;How to say&lt;br /&gt;How I feel&lt;br /&gt;Those three words&lt;br /&gt;Are said too much&lt;br /&gt;They're not enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I lay here&lt;br /&gt;If I just lay here&lt;br /&gt;Would you lie with me&lt;br /&gt;and just forget the world?&lt;br /&gt;Forget what we're told&lt;br /&gt;Before we get too old&lt;br /&gt;Show me a garden that's&lt;br /&gt;bursting into life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's waste time&lt;br /&gt;Chasing cars&lt;br /&gt;Around our heads&lt;br /&gt;I need your grace&lt;br /&gt;To remind me&lt;br /&gt;To find my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I lay here&lt;br /&gt;If I just lay here&lt;br /&gt;Would you lie with me&lt;br /&gt;and just forget the world?&lt;br /&gt;Forget what we're told&lt;br /&gt;Before we get too old&lt;br /&gt;Show me a garden that's&lt;br /&gt;bursting into life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that I am&lt;br /&gt;All that I ever was I&lt;br /&gt;s here in your perfect eyes,&lt;br /&gt;they're all I can see&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where&lt;br /&gt;Confused about how as well&lt;br /&gt;Just know that these things will never change for us at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I lay here&lt;br /&gt;If I just lay here&lt;br /&gt;Would you lie with me&lt;br /&gt;and just forget the world?&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the song just puts me in one of those moods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. im confused. i don't know. just.. confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;much like he did sometime ago.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pth. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(okay, out of point)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i don't want to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and neither did he. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(out of point again)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just so you know, it's just a parallel. im not refering to him.&lt;br /&gt;hahas&lt;em&gt;(way out of point)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anw, i wanna put it right.&lt;br /&gt;and i will, i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yepp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-115902224544450022?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' 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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-9044634.post-115876022332953029</id><published>2006-09-20T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T21:50:23.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'll make this quick.&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;okay&lt;br /&gt;lately, obsessing about somebody.&lt;br /&gt;argh, i need to stop.&lt;br /&gt;rekha will know who&lt;br /&gt;cause she identifies with me&lt;br /&gt;and shares the same feelings?&lt;br /&gt;i think.&lt;br /&gt;yeah we rock man.&lt;br /&gt;singing and giggling and obsessing away.&lt;br /&gt;anw, i told a few ppl and&lt;br /&gt;stupid taiyi keeps saying bad things abt the person.&lt;br /&gt;so mean! haha&lt;br /&gt;i'll leave her alone to sit there and study.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. okok i'll stop.&lt;br /&gt;anw, i just think there's something nice abt the person&lt;br /&gt;going abit crazy fantasising.&lt;br /&gt;elaborate another time.&lt;br /&gt;hmm. i feel quite.. embarrassed?&lt;br /&gt;abt something in sch.&lt;br /&gt;someone.&lt;br /&gt;haha, it's really cos of me.&lt;br /&gt;but i DON"T regret it&lt;br /&gt;cos i actually REALLY LIKE it.&lt;br /&gt;(((:&lt;br /&gt;just very paiseh la.&lt;br /&gt;cos i shy mah..&lt;br /&gt;in front of other people/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok. exams coming soon.&lt;br /&gt;study hard you guys out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. i just don't know if what i'm thinking is what your thinking too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-115876022332953029?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/115876022332953029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>i miss my darling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been fantasizing lately about some stuffs. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw my godpa on singapore idol on wednesday and i was SO excited. he knows paul's dad i think.&lt;br /&gt;i din know i would say this, but i'm quite sad that paul's out. hmm. yeah sad man. especially when he cried. *sobs. huh, i get kinda emo when people cry. i know he should not win but still, sad to see him leave la. i think he's a really nice guy. hee((: no, really, i do.&lt;br /&gt;anw, talking to my cousin just now. they're the ones who knoww paul's family. which is kinda cool. haha. he met them for dinner aft last week's show? cool man. my dad knows mr twohill thru them as well.&lt;br /&gt;so anw, my point is, that i think paul's really nice(i think). and i'd like to meet him one day. but i'll just freeze one la. and i really don't think people should judge him base on his haircut only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;when i first saw you, i met love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;and the first time i touched you, i felt love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;and after all this time, &lt;em&gt;you're still the one i love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shania twain, you're still the one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you're still the one alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-115772009491907521?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/115772009491907521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=115772009491907521' 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the stars and the turning of the Earth and the changing of the seasons. But human life is almost pure chaos. Everyone takes his stance, asserts his own right and feelings, mistaking the motives of others, and his own. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's from the show, and i guess it's kinda true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andre agassi retired a few days back and i think it's so sad because he's my favourite-test tennis player of all! he's so cute, and his voice just makes you wanna melt(((: not to mention, he plays good tennis too. and does really cute things on court. i think he looks exceptionally cute when he plays with his huge diamond earring. hahas. oooh and his cutee little son!! it was so sad when he lost. and it was even sadder and kinda sweet too when he broke down aft that. ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it, he looks like chris daughtry(!) who is just as nice in every aspect. it's sad when the people you admire reitre. ohwells, i guess the &lt;em&gt;chang jiang hou lang tui qian lang&lt;/em&gt; and the &lt;em&gt;shi shang qin ren huan jiu ren&lt;/em&gt; right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah, that sounds damn pro. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven been doing much lately. yesterday i went to watch the devil wears prada. the thing i love most is all the clothes! oh my goodness! and the bags and shoes! it makes me want to work just to be able to put those stuff on. that miranda wears different coat and carries different bags and wears different shoes everyday! all so nice somemore. all the gucci, prada, feragamo, chanel, jimmy choos and all that. ahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched the wedding date for abt he fifth time on tv. i can almost memorise the show. i love nick! his real name is Dermot Mulroney. ooh, he was so funny and romantic in the show. and so gorgeous too. oh and i watched bridget jones: edge of reason again. probably the tenth time? HAHA. i love both daniel cleaver and mark darcey((: both so sexy and sweet. darcey is so romantic and i think his name is so cool. but hugh grant is the cutest of all pls! whoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the holidays are halfway over)): how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(miranda priestly, the devil wears prada) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;that's all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&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/9044634-115754017064945314?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/115754017064945314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=115754017064945314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/115754017064945314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/115754017064945314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115754017064945314' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-115736867590271990</id><published>2006-09-04T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T19:17:55.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ergh i'm sick. actually very much better now. it was worst after the teachers day celebration. just a cough now. but still.. hah, i just had to fall sick when sch ended la. and not during sch. ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking abt teachers' day.. kinda pisst. the only good parts were the performances and my favourite teachers. and ermm, charlene too? haha. mrs wong came back but i din get a chance to meet her)): anw, in short. i missed aces day, stood up for the whole concert, got chased out, then thrashed. but its okay. i guess thats how its meant to be. oh yar, then verbally abused and personally attacked and sick too. huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, i was right about last week's life as we know it being the last episode. but not to worry cos now theres one tree hill which is just as nice! anw, i thought the ending wasnt very nice. like some things not settled and all. lol, i like happy romantic endings only((: but anw, dino and jackie made up which is so cool. my favourite parts are when they're together: he's oogling at her, she's looking at him, him fighting his urge to touch her.. haha! and then there's the part when she comes to his house: he's being all sweet abt it and all, and then she kisses him!! whoo. hah, whatever. i just thought he was SO sweet in the show and i absolutely LOVE sweet people. as in sweet in thought not looks. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was just looking up some sites for chad micheal murray in preparation for one tree hill! lol. actually the season started alr, then stopped. but nvm. the point is, he's just as charming and cute as ever! and i think he's super sweet(!) too. both in person and his character. i think his interviews on te warner bros website are soo sweet. haha, another sweet guy. ahhhh! *melts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that day i saw the cute man again. and ya. confirmed my judgement that he really is CUTE. soo soo cute. and sexy? standing there so confidnetly. hahas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so we're having holidays now. and i love the fact that every morning i can wake up and NOT need to change and drag myself to sch. the feeling that every night i can do what i want and sleep at whatever time i like and not have to worry abt packing my bag and all that stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and not to mention the fact that i can stay home the whole day! i was reading chad michael murray's interview and he said he just stays at home and plays with his dogs. hah. much like me! i like being at home on my own too. just w/out the dogs. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yup and i wanted to say that i think joakim from spore idol is such a nice guy. all his smses were sooo sweet. and he's so cute too. but anw, i think we shouldn't keep criticising him. cos he's actually a really nice guy at heart. haha. and that's what i like((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay then going for dinner now and gonna watch a movie tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;and tmr's tuesday night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm, maybe not let go of everything la.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-115736867590271990?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/115736867590271990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=115736867590271990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/115736867590271990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/115736867590271990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115736867590271990' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-115667297334761434</id><published>2006-08-27T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T18:02:53.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes we've just gotta let go.&lt;br /&gt;let go of the past, because thats the only way forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;david beckham is so fascinatingly cute. and hot and sexy. goodness. this week is the last week of school! whoo i can't wait. should be quite slack somemore.&lt;br /&gt;-monday end at 145&lt;br /&gt;-thursday end at 1030&lt;br /&gt;and no sch on friday!!&lt;br /&gt;can't wait man. oh yes, and my favourite tuesday nights! whoo. if im not wrong, this tuesday is the last episode of life as we know it? hmm. i hope dino and jackie get back together((: so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;i went to ikea today and oh man did i fall in love with that place. hah, been there so many times but its still so nice. i wish i could have a new house to fill up with ikea stuff please. ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;i've been quite free lately and i love it soo much. yup, but i guess it'll be quite shortlift just like it always is. ahwells. i need to get on with my dieting and exercising again because recently i've grown to be so fat i can't stand it. i can't even put my hands around my waist anymore. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regards.&lt;br /&gt;let go man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-115667297334761434?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/115667297334761434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=115667297334761434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/115667297334761434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/115667297334761434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115667297334761434' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-115591253614688301</id><published>2006-08-18T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T22:48:56.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today presents many reasons for celebrating.&lt;br /&gt;- common tests are OVER.&lt;br /&gt;-dance was CANCELLED&lt;br /&gt;-yesterday was THIERRY HENRY'S BIRTHDAY&lt;br /&gt;but unfortunately,it wasnt much of a celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes today is melissa's bday too. haha. Happy Birthday you((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was feeling EXTREMELY happy after school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much for being happy. some sad news:&lt;br /&gt;-SO dead for physics and bio papers.&lt;br /&gt;-chinese paper marks are so low you have to bend down to see them.hah&lt;br /&gt;-i have volleyball test for pe nxt week and i STILL have not gottenANY of my serves over the net.  lol&lt;br /&gt;-i have to do the chinese newspaper thing. how to finish?&lt;br /&gt;-after so many days of hard work, i can't even sleep late tomorrow morning. go figure.&lt;br /&gt;quite piss with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas, so that basically sums it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait to hand in my jiantiebu then i'll be totally FREEEEEE! whooooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;just need to complete it first. hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going out tomorrow! can't wait((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-115591253614688301?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/115591253614688301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=115591253614688301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/115591253614688301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/115591253614688301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115591253614688301' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-115530006792429307</id><published>2006-08-11T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T20:41:10.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello all. say hi to the "SUCKY DANER". who is otherwise me. hah, whatever. btw, im not angry with him cos its not his fault im such a sucky dancer anw. so too bad, for those who have had/or will in the future have to witness me doing my sucky dancing. i better go find a new profesion. maybe a mechanic in the ferrari f1 pit crew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a different note, i realised im rather unimportant/useless. like in the things in sch im involved in, to the pple around me* etc. like what good do i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas, i'll just sit there &lt;strong&gt;alone&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;grow fat&lt;/strong&gt;. (heh) okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the worst thing is that i don't realise it. i seem to think everything's fine when in actual fact, in reality, from what pple think, it isnt. maybe i was just too dumb to see it huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anw. i think i should try to:&lt;br /&gt;1. talk less&lt;br /&gt;2. stop talking about silly stuffs, and trying to make jokes, and try to be funny&lt;br /&gt;3. be more serious&lt;br /&gt;4. talk softer&lt;br /&gt;5. don't act like im so important&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and sit there alone and grow fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i should really stop saying that and be serious. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAREWELL((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-115530006792429307?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/115530006792429307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=115530006792429307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/115530006792429307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/115530006792429307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115530006792429307' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-115340107637926284</id><published>2006-07-20T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T21:11:16.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm. okay, i realise that the previous post was a bit harsh. but nonetheless, it was how i was feeling at that point of time. hmm. will see how it goes tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. anw. if you actually look at today's urban, you'll see something really lovely((: its soo gorgeous and cute! ahhhh. *melts. really, really CUTE. look for this person who's winking. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;i saw this girl reading it this morning and i was like trying my best to peep at it. haha! she must have thought i was mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hello you((:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-115340107637926284?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/115340107637926284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=115340107637926284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/115340107637926284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/115340107637926284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115340107637926284' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9044634.post-115313453129597026</id><published>2006-07-17T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T19:08:51.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if i have to go through this life without any friends, then i will. i'll befriend myself, okay?&lt;br /&gt;i'll be my own friend.&lt;br /&gt;okay, whatever. nobody's gonna read this anyway.&lt;br /&gt;i'll sit there alone and grow fat. isn't that what im doing now anw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;call me whatever you want. dont bother worrying about my feelings and how hurt i am on the inside. dont waste the space that your using to store all those nasty things that you may want to say to me. cos im just not that important after all.&lt;br /&gt;im stupid?&lt;br /&gt;so maybe i am. and i may not have such wit, or such a wide vocabulary of abusive words. but im glad, cos i know that i will only be making others feel the way im feeling now. did you really not even bother to caare about how all that might make me feel?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044634-115313453129597026?l=hidden-beneath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/feeds/115313453129597026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044634&amp;postID=115313453129597026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/115313453129597026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044634/posts/default/115313453129597026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-beneath.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115313453129597026' title=''/><author><name>fourteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03644133648224750522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>
