<?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-3816661462046799414</id><updated>2011-07-29T17:27:06.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweeetlycoated. (:</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>160</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3816661462046799414.post-20626803665750061</id><published>2009-09-02T22:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T22:00:47.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ME CHANGE BLOG ALREADY. NO MORE WORDPRESS. NO MORE BLOGGER. IT'S LIVEJOURNAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://sweeetlycoated.livejournal.com &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-20626803665750061?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/20626803665750061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/09/me-change-blog-already.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/20626803665750061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/20626803665750061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/09/me-change-blog-already.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-2064867519295610171</id><published>2009-09-02T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T16:34:41.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Click click : http://sweeetlycoated.wordpress.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be blogging in wordpress instead, till blogger is fully fixed. Or I decided to change again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-2064867519295610171?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/2064867519295610171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/09/click-click-httpsweeetlycoated.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/2064867519295610171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/2064867519295610171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/09/click-click-httpsweeetlycoated.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-6982723660000471706</id><published>2009-08-31T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T19:20:27.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shall not praise blogger anymore. Grrr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohmygod. I realised that I didn't replied manymany tags already. Bwahahhas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth: T.T Nvm... Dun mind bringing laughter to brighten ppl's life for a few days... XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;HuiXin - Hahahs. Okay. Then become laughter god? Lols. :D &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin: Dont Bully Myraa ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;HuiXin - No one is bullying her? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zakiah(: yeahs , we shud wait for RJ's holiday . lol . and i tot RJ stands for ReflectionJournal . hahaha . did too many RJ's lerh until think wrongly ,  yeahs . lets go flyer . night view very nice ehs , but gotta plan well okay ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;HuiXin - Let's see. Ers, I will ask them again when the date gets nearer? So, leave your 14th Sept freeeeeeeeeeeeeee. Okay? :D Yes, too much RJ le lahs. Hahahs. Break away from RJ for the time being! :D &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin: Brave. I need it more than you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;HuiXin - Hahahs. I know.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shao chun: after all, you will definately pass it!!believe in yourself!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;HuiXin - Hahahs. When is the results out? D:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bryon: try ur best k. lets put it this way. u r tough if u can pull through wiithout it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;HuiXin - Hahahs. Okay. I'm tough. Tougher than Justin. Bwahahahs. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shao chun: omg, you still watch the animal?? is like repeating many times already!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;HuiXin - I never watch before. Cannot ah? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth: HX!!! Dun stress! Pls pls pls... Dun take up *** ok! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;HuiXin - Yesyesyes. --" &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bryon: hey. my advice to u is this, go to the student portal go see the past papers. then u do it. u can get a feel of what gonna come. nice story.. its to liittle inperfections that makes like perfect for us haha^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;HuiXin - You know what? I already got those papers printed. --" Hahahs. From Saky Baby. Hahahs. :D Little imperfections? Oh, well. Quite true huh? :D &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth: Haha.. Nice story... Didnt tear thou... kinda expect smth would happen le... lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;HuiXin - What did you expect to happen?  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darren =D: lols the next time i go toyrus i going make it upside down =D heyhey ! what elephant?zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;HuiXin - Hahahs. You so fat (cause elephant is big sized). So, yeah. Confirm upside down. Hahahs. Evil lehs you. Then the kids don't need ride already. All thanks to you huh? --" &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huishan: Nice story! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;HuiXin - Hahahs. :D &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lawrence: nice story... ^^ and happy holidays to u too &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;HuiXin - Happy holidays too! :D &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darren =D: long story !lazy read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;HuiXin - You very lazy lehs. Read only, doesn't require too much of your precious time. --" &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daryl~chew: tag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;HuiXin - Hellos. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shao chun: what you mean of go out??XD ..we do go out to plan for the chalet!!XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;HuiXin - Hahahs. Go out play! :D &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin: I want to _____ ):. haha, but then no one want me help me buy ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;HuiXin - L-I-A-R. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shao chun: about the lend e place to put e stuffs, is all right to me!!but feel weird again...XD &amp; about martell,lucky i never put alot,or else everyone will want to drink more!!hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;HuiXin - Hahahs. Feel weird again? Why? Hahahs. --" Eh, martell? Laughs. Then everyone gets drowsy. Hahahs. Stuck in your home already. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth: I oso wan drink... Mayb get drunk too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;HuiXin - You will get drunk too? Hahahs. Okay. Bet tomorrow many drunken(sp?). :D &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth: Hahaha... Really paiseh. Ya lo.. Tats why must buy concession ma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;HuiXin - But, I not every time also take bus mahs. Okay. I'm deciding to buy or not. D: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alden: did i hear fooooooooooooood?  rawrs lets go find some food yums!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;HuiXin - DH. --" Hahahs. Tomorrow BBQ for me, okay? :D &lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Justin: Lol. Sometimes i also like that haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;HuiXin - Like that what? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shao chun: hx- cause comment here is easier than that side!!XD..btw,alden,rmb to help us BBQ..dun just eat!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;HuiXin - Hahahs. Fine. Then I have to come here &amp;- reply. --" There you click on the 'Leave a comment' jiu okay le mahs. Not mehs? Hahahs. Nonono. Everyone BBQ for meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee, the xiao meimei. --" Laughs. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-6982723660000471706?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/6982723660000471706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/08/shall-not-praise-blogger-anymore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/6982723660000471706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/6982723660000471706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/08/shall-not-praise-blogger-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-6137847550588460742</id><published>2009-08-29T23:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T00:03:56.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Calister. :D</title><content type='html'>Okay. Woke up and watched drama. --" Damn mundane right? Someone asks me out, please. Okay, elephant gna stomp at me if he saw this. --"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met ShiQi at Kovan bus stop. &amp;amp;- Something stupid/silly/embarrassed thing happened. I called ShiQi cause she hid herself. --" Beside her was a lady(?), whom both of us don't know. (obviously you wont know your stranger eh?) So, I walked over and thinking: "Wahs. ShiQi dress until so mature ah?" As I approached that lady, I talked to her and almost wanted to sit beside her. She stunned at me and move so that I could sit. Then, I realised that, SHE WASN'T SHIQI. Damn it. Freaking paiseh. The next moment, faster hide beside ShiQi. Damn paiseh, can!? Imagine you talking to someone who you thought he/she was your friend/cousin/whoever. --" Ohmygod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached TPY, and took photos. Hahahs. Waiting for cousy to upload it to facebook so that I can grab from there? :D Chat-ed with them and played cards. Dady came to fetch meeeeeeeeeeeeeee. Woots! Poly bus fare is seriously expensive. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-6137847550588460742?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/6137847550588460742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-calister-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/6137847550588460742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/6137847550588460742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-calister-d.html' title='Happy Birthday, Calister. :D'/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-1903293823033982340</id><published>2009-08-29T13:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T13:45:13.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm in ♥ with my blog.</title><content type='html'>Hahahs. Found this blogskin, and blogger is back to normal. Wodegod. I don't know whether I should continue with blogger or wordpress. Peek-a-boo. Hahahs. Nevermind, if there's any special special thingy, then go wordpress and check it out. Laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;- Find me weirdo, cause I just said I'm doing all my post in wordpress already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. I DON'T KNOW LAHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays. I'm hungry.&lt;br /&gt;Let's go hunt for foooooooooooooooooooooooooood! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-1903293823033982340?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/1903293823033982340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-in-with-my-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/1903293823033982340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/1903293823033982340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-in-with-my-blog.html' title='I&apos;m in ♥ with my blog.'/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-920427315564197056</id><published>2009-08-28T21:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T21:15:23.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'M NOT DELETING AWAY THIS BLOGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, I'M DOING ALL MY POSTING IN WORDPRESS ALREADY. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click Click: &lt;a href="http://sweeetlycoated.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://sweeetlycoated.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember to leave your comment, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou very much! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-920427315564197056?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/920427315564197056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-not-deleting-away-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/920427315564197056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/920427315564197056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-not-deleting-away-this.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-8826739815205722655</id><published>2009-08-28T00:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T00:27:42.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dumb Blogger! !#$%^&amp;amp;*()@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I have set up my wordpress already. Hahahs! Logged in here to update about the link. &amp;amp;- Guess what I found out? My blogger is back to normal. --" Dumb right? Whatever shit. Not going to delete my wordpress nor my blogger. Keeping both. Still thinking which to blog till later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sweeetlycoated.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://sweeetlycoated.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yups.  That's the link. Click on it. Though, it's not that nice. But, well. Sighs. Blogger ah blogger. Why are you like this to me!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-8826739815205722655?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/8826739815205722655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/08/dumb-blogger-okay-i-have-set-up-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/8826739815205722655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/8826739815205722655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/08/dumb-blogger-okay-i-have-set-up-my.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-4284083960953296062</id><published>2009-08-26T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T16:38:30.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm hungry. But I have no appetite to eat.&lt;br /&gt;I'm hating blogger real soon. Cause I have no idea why is it not fixed yet?&lt;br /&gt;I'm so going to jump to any journal-website. So, any recommendation? :D&lt;br /&gt;I'm so bored right now. Anyone wants to go out? D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-4284083960953296062?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/4284083960953296062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-hungry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/4284083960953296062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/4284083960953296062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-hungry.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-2661619158503129949</id><published>2009-08-24T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T23:40:02.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mark this date! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Triple good news eh! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I ended all my exams already! BWAHAHAHS!&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm enjoying my holidays already! BWAHAHAHS (x2)!&lt;br /&gt;3. I celebrated 28months with boy! BWAHAHAHS (x3)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BPM paper was fine. JUST THAT I DON'T HAVE THE TIME TO FINISH THAT WHOLE DAMN PAPER. 2hours is way too insufficient. Got my points there. But then, haiz. Anyways, thankyou, AhZheng, for accompanying me to find Ms.Jo to clarify my doubts. :D Thankyou very much. &amp;amp;- Thanks to him to talk about iforgotwhat questions which got me reading about it. Hahahs! &amp;amp;- Of course, it came out! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bus-ed to DownTown East with boy to watch 'Where got ghost?' movie. Laugh-able, no storyline, and my boy &lt;s&gt;tortured&lt;/s&gt;bullied me. Hahahs. I covered my eyes with my hand then he removed my hand from my eyes. )':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&amp;amp;- i don't know why I can't upload pictures into blogger. ):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 28TH MONTH-SARY, QJH! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-2661619158503129949?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/2661619158503129949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/08/mark-this-date-d-triple-good-news-eh-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/2661619158503129949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/2661619158503129949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/08/mark-this-date-d-triple-good-news-eh-d.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-4109310816066366876</id><published>2009-08-23T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T15:51:11.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Communication is the keeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received this email from YuPing. Found it touching and I don't know why, I teared. --" Am here to share it with you, lovelies. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I deleted away some unecessary parts, or else, it will be one big chuck of words here, alright! :D&lt;br /&gt;(okay, it's a really big chuck. So, I think, I shall just copy and paste everything.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is long but worth reading and is true story ... a story for all the single, married, divorced, widowed individuals, who take life for granted. Please read this story until the end, it is such an eye opener. You never  know ...........!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just two years after our marriage, hubby brought up the idea of asking Mother to move from the rural hometown and spend her remaining years with us. Hubby's father passed away while he was still very young. Mother endured much hardship and struggled all on her own to provide for him, see him through to a university degree. You could say that she suffered a great deal and did everything you could expect of a woman to bring hubby to where he is today.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I immediately agreed and started packing the spare room, which has a balcony facing the South to let her enjoy the sunshine and plant greenery. Hubby stood in the bright room, and suddenly just picked me up and started spinning round and round. As I begged him to put me down, he said: "Lets go fetch mother."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby is tall and big sized and I love to rest on his chest and enjoy the feeling that he could pick me up at any moment put the tiny me into his pockets.Whenever we have an argument and both refuses to back down, he would pick me up and spin me over his head continuously until I surrender and beg for mercy. I became addicted to this kind of panic-joy feeling.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother brought along her countryside habits and lifestyle with her. For example; I am so used to buying flowers to decorate the living room, she could not stand it and would comment: "I do not know how you young people spend your money, why do you buy flowers for? You also can't eat flowers!" I smiled and said: "Mum, with flowers in the house, our mood will also become better."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother continues to grumble away, and hubby smiled: "Mum, this is a city-people's habit; slowly you will get use to it." Mother stopped saying anything. But every time thereafter, whenever I came home with flowers, she would ask me how much it costs. I told her and she would shake her head and express displeasure. Sometimes, when I come home with lots of shopping bags, she would ask each and every item how much they cost, I would tell her honestly and she would get even more upset about it. Hubby playfully pinched my nose and said: "You little fool, just don't tell her the full price of everything would solve it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There begins the friction to our otherwise happy lifestyle. Mother hates it most when hubby wakes up early to prepare the breakfast. In her view, how could the man of the house cook for the wife? At the breakfast table, mother facial expression is always like the dark clouds before a thunderstorm and I would pretend not to notice. She would use her chopsticks and make a lot of noise with it as her silent protest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I am a dance teacher in the Children's Palace and am exhausted from a long day of dancing around, I do not wish to give up the luxury of that additional few minutes in the comfort of my bed and hence I turned a deaf ear to all the protest mother makes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From time to time, mother would help out with some housework, but soon her help created additional work for me. For example: she would keep all kinds of plasticbags accumulating them so that she sell them later on, and resulted in our house being filled with all the trash bags; she would scrimp on dish washing detergent whe helping to wash the dishes and so as not to hurt her feelings, I would quietly wash them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, late at night, mother saw me quietly washing the dishes, and "Bam" she slams her bedroom door and cried very loudly in her room. Hubby was placed in a difficult position, and after that, he did not speak to me for that entire night. I pretended to be a spoilt child, tried acting cute, but he totally ignored me.... I got mad and asked him: "What did I do wrong?" Hubby stared at me and said: "Can't you just give in to her once? We couldn't possibly die eating from a bowl however unclean it is, right?"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that incident, for a long period of time, mother did not speak to me and you can feel that there is a very awkward feeling hanging in the house. During that period of cold war, hubby was caught in dilemma as to who to please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to stop her son from having to prepare breakfast, mother took on the "all important" task of preparing breakfast without any prompting. At the breakfast table, mother would look at hubby happily eating his breakfast and cast that reprimanding stare at me for having failed to perform my duty as a wife.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To avoid the embarrassing breakfast situation, I resorted to buying my own breakfast on my way to work. That night, while in bed, hubby was a little upset and asked me: "LD, is it because you think that mum's cooking is not clean that's why you chose not to eat at home?" He then turned his back on me and left me alone in tears as feeling of unfairness overwhelmed me. After some time, hubby sighed: "LD, just for me, can you have breakfast at home?" I am left with no choice but to return to the breakfast table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, I was having porridge prepared by mother and I felt a sudden churn in my stomach and everything inside seem to be rushing up my throat. I tried to suppress the urge to throw up but I could not. I threw down the bowl, rushed into the washroom, and vomited everything out. Just as I was catching my breath, I saw mother crying and grumbling very loudly in her dialect, hubby was standing at the washroom doorway staring at me with fire burning in his eyes.. I opened my mouth but no words came out of it, I really did not mean it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our very first big fight that day; mother took a look at us, then stood up and slowly made her way out of the house. Hubby gave me a final stare in the eye and followed mother down the stairs. For three days, hubby did not return home, not even a phone call.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so furious, since mother arrived; I had been trying my best and putting up with her, what else do you want  me to do? For no reason, I keep having the feeling to throw up and I simply have not appetite for food, coupled with all the events happening at home, I was at then low point in my life.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, a colleague said: "LD, you look terrible; you should go and see a doctor." The doctor confirmed that I am pregnant.Now it became clear to me why Ithrew up that fateful morning, a sense of sadness floated through that otherwise happy news. Why didn't hubby, and mother who had been through this before, thought of the possibility of this being the reason that day?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the hospital entrance, I saw my hubby standing there. It had only been three days, but he looked haggard. I had wanted to turn and leave, but one look at him and my heart soften, I couldn't resist and called out to him. He followed my voice and finally found me but he pretended that he doesn't know me; he has that disgusted look in his eyes that cut right through my heart. I told myself not to look at him anymore, and hail a cab. At that moment, I have such a strong urge inside me to shout to my hubby: "Darling, I am having your baby!" and have him lift me up and spin me around in circles of joy. What I wanted didn't happen and as I sat in the cab, my tears started rolling down. Why? Why our love couldn't even withstand the test of one fight? Back home, I lay on the bed thinking about my hubby, and the disgusted look in his eyes. I cried and wet the corner of the blanket.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, sound of the drawers opening woke me up. I switched on the lights and I saw hubby with tears rolling down his face. He was removing the money. I stared at  him in silence; he ignored me, took the bank deposit book and some money and left the house. Maybe he really intends to leave me for good. What a rational man, so clear-cut in love and money matters. I gave a few dried laugh and tears starting streaming down again.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, I did not go to work. I wanted to clear this out and have a good talk with hubby. I reached his office and his secretary gave me a weird look and said: "Mr. Tan's mother had a traffic accident and is now in the hospital." I stood there in shock. I rushed to the hospital and by the time I found hubby, mother had already passed away. Hubby did not look at me, his face was expressionless. I looked at mother's pale white and thin face and I  couldn't control the tears in my eyes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My god, how could this happen? Throughout the funeral, hubby did not say a single word to me, with only the occasional disgusted stare at me. I only managed to find out brief facts about the accident from other people. That day, after mother left the house, she walked in dazed toward the bus stop, apparently intending to go back to her old house back in the countryside. As hubby ran after her, she tried to walk faster and as she tried to cross the street, a public bus came and hit her...I finally understood how much hubby must hate me, if I had not thrown up that morning, if we had not quarreled, if....In his heart, I am indirectly the killer of his mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby moved into mother's room and came home every night with a strong liquor smell on him. And me, I am buried under the guilt and self-pity and could hardly breathe. I wanted to explain to him, tell him that we are going to have our baby soon, but each time, I saw the dead look in his eyes, all the words I have at the brink of my mouth just fell back in. I had rather he hit me real hard or give me a big and thorough scolding though none of these events happening had been my fault at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many days of suffocating silence went by and as the days went by, hubby came home later and later. The deadlock between us continues, we were living together like strangers who don't know each other. I am like the dead knot in his heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, I passed by a western restaurant, looking into the glass window, I saw hubby and a girl sitting facing each other and he very lightly brushed her hair for her, I understood what it meant. After recovering from that moment of shock, I entered the restaurant, stood in front of my hubby and stared hard at him, not a tear in my eyes. I have nothing to say to him, and there is no need to say anything. The girl looked at me, looks at hubby, stands up and wanted to go, hubby stretched out his hand and stopped her. He stared back at me,challenging me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only hear my slow heart beat, beating, one by one as if at the brink of death. I eventually backed down, if I had stood that any longer, I will collapse together with the baby inside me. That night, he did not come home; he had chosen to use that as a way to indicate to me:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following mother's death so did our love for each other. He did not come home anymore after that. Sometimes, when I returned home from work, I can tell that the cupboard had been touched - he had returned to take some of his stuff. I no longer wish to call him; the initial desire to explain everything to him vanished. I lived alone; I go for my medical checkups alone, my heart breaks again and again every time I see a guy carefully helping his wife through the physical examination. My office colleagues hinted to me to consider aborting the baby, I told them No, I will not.. I insisted onhaving this baby, perhaps it is my way of repaying mother for causing her death.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, I came home and I saw hubby sitting in the living room. The whole house was filled with cigarette smoke. On the coffee table, there was this piece of paper. I know what it is all about without even looking at it. In the two months plus of living alone, I have gradually learned to find peace within myself. I looked at him, removed my hat and said: "You wait a while, I will sign." He looked at me, mixed feelings in his eyes, just like mine. As I hang up my coat, I keep repeating to myself "You cannot cry, you cannot cry..." my eyes hurt terribly, but I refused to let tears come out from there. After I hung up my coat, hubby's eyes stared fixed at my bulging tummy. I smiled, walked over to the coffee table and pulled the paper towards me. Without even looking at what it says, I signed my name on it and pushed the paper to him. "LD, are you pregnant?"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since mother's accident, this is the first time he spoke to me. I could not control my tears any further and they fell like raindrops. I said: "Yes, but its ok, you can leave now." He did not go, in the dark, we sat, facing each other. Hubby slowly moved over me, his tears wet the blanket. In my heart, everything seems so far away, so far that even if I sprint, I could never reach them. I cannot remember how many times he repeated "sorry" to me. I had originally thought that I would forgive him, but now I can't. In the western restaurant, in front of that girl, that cold look in his eyes, I will never forget, ever. We have drawn such deep scars in each other's heart.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, it's unintentional; for him, totally intentional. I had been waiting for this moment of reconciliation, but I realized now, what had gone past is gone forever and could not repeated. Other than the thought of the baby inside me that would bring some warmth to my heart, I am totally cold towards him, I no longer eat anything he buys for me, I don't take any presents from him and I stopped talking to him.&lt;br /&gt;From the moment I signed on that piece of paper, marriage and love had vanished from my heart. Sometimes, hubby will try to come into the bedroom, but when he walks in, I will walk out to the living room. He had no choice but to sleep in mother's room. At night, from his room, I can hear light sounds of groaning, I kept quiet. This used to be his trick; last time, whenever I ignore him, he would fake illness and I will surrender and find out what is wrong with him, he would then grab me and laugh. He has forgotten that last time I cared for him and am concerned because there was love, but now, what is there between us? Hubby's groaning came on and off continuing but I continuously ignored him.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost everyday, he would buy something for the baby, infant products, children products and books that kids like to read. Bags and bags of it stacked inside his room till it is full. I know he is trying to use this to reach out to me, but I am no longer moved by his actions. He has no choice but to lock himself in his room and I can hear his typing away on his computer keyboard, maybe he is now addicted to web surfing but none of that matters to me anymore.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was sometime towards the end of spring in the following year, one late night, I screamed because of a sudden stomach pain, hubby came rushing into the room, its like he did not change and sleep, and had been waiting for this moment. He carried me and ran down the stairs, stopped a car, holding my hand very tightly and kept wiping the sweat off my brow, throughout the journey to the hospital.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we reached the hospital, he carried me and hurried into the delivery suite. Lying on the back of his skinny but warmth body, a thought crossed my mind: In my lifetime, who else would love me as much as he did? He held the delivery suite door opened and watch me go in; his warm eyes caused me to manage a smile at him despite my contraction pain. Coming out of the delivery room, hubby looked at our son and me, eyes tear with joy and he kept smiling. I reached out and touched his hand. Hubby looked at me, smiling and then he slowly collapsed onto the floor. I cried out for him in pain... He smiled, but without opening that tired eyes of his... I had thought that I would never shed any tear for him, but the truth is, I  have never felt a deeper pain cutting through my body at that moment.&lt;br /&gt;Doctor said that by the time hubby discovered he had liver cancer, it was already in terminal stage and it was a miracle that he managed to last this long. I asked the doctor when he first discovered he had cancer. Doctor said about 5 months ago and consoled me saying: "Prepare for his funeral."&lt;br /&gt;I disregarded the nurse's objection and rushed home, I went into his room and checked his computer, and a suffocating pain hits me. Hubby's cancer was discovered 5 months ago, his groaning was real, and I had thought that... the computer showed over 200 thousand words he wrote for our son:&lt;br /&gt;"Son, just for you, I have persisted, to be able to take a look at you before I fall, is my biggest wish now... I know that in your life, you will have many happiness and maybe some setbacks, if only I can accompany you throughout that journey, how nice would it be. But daddy now no longer has that chance. Daddy has written inside here all the possible difficulties and problems you may encounter during your lifetime, when you meet with these problems, you can refer to daddy's suggestion....&lt;br /&gt;Son, after writing these 200 thousand words, I feel as if I have accompanied you through life journey. To be honest, daddy is very happy. Do love your mother, she has suffered, she is the one who loves you most and also the one who loves me most..."    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From play school to primary school, to secondary, university, to work and even in dealing with questions of love, everything big and small was written there. Hubby has also written a letter for me: "My dear, to marry you is my biggest happiness, forgive me for the pain I have caused you, forgive me for not telling you my illness, because I want to see you be in a joyful mood waiting for the arrival of our baby...My dear, if you cried, it means that you have forgiven me and I would smile, thank you for loving me...These presents, I'm afraid I cannot give them to our son personally, could you help me to give some of them to him every year, the dates on what to give when are all written on the packaging... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to the hospital, hubby is still in coma. I brought our son over and place him beside him. I said: "Open your eyes and smile, I want our son to remember being in the warmth of your arms..." He struggled to open his eyes and managed a weak smile. Our son still in his arms was happily waving his tiny hands in the air. I press the button on the camera and the sound of the shutter rang through the air as tears slowly rolled down my face....  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fatal misunderstanding and the person who loves me the most in this world is gone forever..."Cruel misunderstandings one after another disrupted the blissful footsteps to our family. Our originals intend of having Mother enjoy some quiet and peaceful moments in her remaining years with us went terribly wrong as destiny's secret is finally revealed at a price, every thing became too late.".........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a true story.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEARNING POINT - DO NOT EVER HOLD ON TO OFFENCES!!! I am totally speechless, this story brought tears to my eyes as I read  through each line eager to know what would happen next. It truly showed the devastating power of grudges and anger! Simple humility and communication would have resolved most of the problems in that story, as well as patience.... This story has really touched my heart and life as a whole and it has stimulated a paradigm shift. Though it is very sad, it is also very refreshing to know that from today, I can consciously start to live a life free of grudge. People please let's live a life devoid of grudge. Communication is key. Take greatest care and live on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- credits to: the person who typed this story, the person who send this email out, the person(YP) for forwarding it to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww. This story makes me think of my grandma. --" Perhaps, I shall just accept all her flaws since no one is perfect. &amp;amp;- I'm not that perfect in all ways. But, sometimes, things just get onto my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm going to enjoy my brunch now. YES, IT'S 3.50PM. Hahahs. Bye, lovelies. Hope you enjoy that story and tearrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr (like me!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-4109310816066366876?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/4109310816066366876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/08/communication-is-keeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/4109310816066366876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/4109310816066366876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/08/communication-is-keeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-8108635372714397267</id><published>2009-08-22T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T23:17:50.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Scold me, Yell at meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGHS. NO MOTIVATION, NO FEEL. HOW AM I GOING TO PASS BPM IN THIS SITUATION? NONONO. THIS CANT BE IT, HUIXIN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-8108635372714397267?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/8108635372714397267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/08/scold-me-yell-at-meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/8108635372714397267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/8108635372714397267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/08/scold-me-yell-at-meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-7000986407411433579</id><published>2009-08-22T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T20:43:52.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;)':&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHERE IS MY MOTIVATION TO STUDYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!? It seems that many people around me have lost their motivation to do so. Hmphs. Don't dare to open my window right now. Making my room so stuffy. ARGHS. That wont help me in my revision. NO WAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BPM on Monday. &amp;amp;- I'm going to find myself a job. Yay! I need one way or another to ensure that my shopping spreeeeeeeeeeeeeee will be enjoyable. BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHS. Okay, pratically, studies is going to make me go !#$%^&amp;amp;*()@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am watching the animal right now. Hahahs. Freaking funny. It's making me LAUGH OUT LOUD, :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-7000986407411433579?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/7000986407411433579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/08/where-is-my-motivation-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/7000986407411433579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/7000986407411433579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/08/where-is-my-motivation-to.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-4138794423057956750</id><published>2009-08-21T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T16:50:57.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Too tough to puff or,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;puff to be tough?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked in that stupid sports hall with confidence, walked out of it with sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm feeling sad and lost right now.&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm on the verge of breaking down soon.&lt;br /&gt;3. I didn't get to finish my SAS paper.&lt;br /&gt;4. I regretted to focus too much on SDLC and it didn't came out that much.&lt;br /&gt;5. I regretted not to reading more on fact-findings.&lt;br /&gt;6. ( Blue Lagoon ) + ( Jerk BBQ + Pespi ) = TUMMY PAIN! D:&lt;br /&gt;7. I gave it a thought, I WOULD SAY. &amp;amp;- I'm not sure whether I will be able to accept the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;8. I would seriously love to try ...&lt;br /&gt;9. I'm sooooooooooooo not myself right now.&lt;br /&gt;10. I think I need a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFTER ALL THIS, I told myself, I'm a brave girl (i think).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-4138794423057956750?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/4138794423057956750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/08/too-tough-to-puff-or-puff-to-be-tough.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/4138794423057956750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/4138794423057956750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/08/too-tough-to-puff-or-puff-to-be-tough.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-2182365486445169774</id><published>2009-08-18T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T00:04:50.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>REPLY OF TAGS! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin: Thankyou for helping me to take my lappy lahs. THANKYOU VERY MUCH. --"&lt;br /&gt;Zakiah: You-know-what-I-know? HUHS!? Hahahs. Eh, we wait for RJ's holiday. Okay? :D&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth: Not die lahs. I don't know lehs. Cause I keep buying clothes. &amp;amp;- He reads my blog sometimes. --"&lt;br /&gt;Myra: Yes, there is. You are supposed to ask whether you2 can be friends anot. HAHAHS.&lt;br /&gt;ShaoChun: First to nag at me will be you. --"&lt;br /&gt;Zakiah: Yesyesyes. Coming sooooooooooooooon.&lt;br /&gt;ShaoChun: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHS! It's over.&lt;br /&gt;Lawrence: Hey, thankyou! :D Goodluck for your exams too.&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth: Hahahs. See how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;Bryon: Brainwashing? Hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;Justin: I'm not a bottle of coke. --"&lt;br /&gt;Abrel: Yesyesyes.&lt;br /&gt;Justin: Hahahs. I'm not evil.&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth: Don't cry, okay. I give you wet tissue, okay.&lt;br /&gt;Zakiah: Flyer? Okay, no problem. Hahahs. I'm fine with it.&lt;br /&gt;Abrel: YESYESYES. NOW. --"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-2182365486445169774?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/2182365486445169774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/08/reply-of-tags-d-justin-thankyou-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/2182365486445169774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/2182365486445169774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/08/reply-of-tags-d-justin-thankyou-for.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-1491076878431580963</id><published>2009-08-18T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T23:57:38.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My hearts say ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im evil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(dont come near me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHS! I wrote that on boy's hand just now. Hehehs. Slept till around 12pm? Prepared, and met boy. Late brunch at Mos, been a long time since I last ate there eh? :D Walked alil' before settling down at starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you, weather is freaking hot nowadays! ROARS! Got bored at around 7pm? Random photos, random writings and random messages. Laughs. Messaged YanLing using boy's phone. &amp;amp;- She wasn't fooled by me AT ALL. Aww, that's not fun. Messaging with her was well, fun? Damn random, I tell you. Obsessed eh? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my dinner, walked around, homed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY TO ESTHER. :D&lt;br /&gt;(thanks for the invitation!)&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY TO LIONEL. :D&lt;br /&gt;(doubt you will see this, --")&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY TO QICHENG. :D&lt;br /&gt;(apologised for the last minute celebration, ):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;- I'm sorry about it, Alden. ): I lend your my craziness, okay? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-1491076878431580963?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/1491076878431580963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-hearts-say.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/1491076878431580963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/1491076878431580963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-hearts-say.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-5914899300374131391</id><published>2009-08-17T00:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:33:10.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;World Stealing Day eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If today would be the world stealing day, what will you snatch from me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That, above, was sent to me BY ALDEN. Hahahs. &amp;amp;- my reply was YOUR DARKHOLE! :D Using your darkhole, I can devour all delicious food. YUMS! Of course, I can darkhole what I want too. *big grins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I did forward that message to boy and ShiQi too. Laughs. ShiQi's typical reply. --" Use your brainy to think what she wants to steal. It's very very typical of her, okay. &amp;amp;- Alden wants to steal my craziness. --"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohya, thcrazylil'girl got her hair cut today (sunday)! Trimmed and shorten. I'm trying to tell myself it's shorten by a bit. But, of course, it seems to be a lie. --" Aww, my long hair. Shall not do any cutting to my hair till (let's seeeeeeeeeeeee.) next year? Hahahs. Wait till it grows long enough, okay. :D Kenneth got his hair cut too. Tried to persuade him to cut botak. But, well. Nevermind. THERE'S STILL NEXT YEAR. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better get to bed right now. Make up lesson at 9am. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-5914899300374131391?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/5914899300374131391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/08/world-stealing-day-eh-if-today-would-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/5914899300374131391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/5914899300374131391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/08/world-stealing-day-eh-if-today-would-be.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-6795017498820003584</id><published>2009-08-14T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T23:30:26.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It seems that I'm torn into pieces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Here, and there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE, ISOFUN &amp;amp;- BBFIN. Byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee, you2. You2 can join PRSP already. BWAHAHAHS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm done with my ISOFUN lab test and BBFIN final quiz. &amp;amp;- Today doesn't seems to be a gooooooooooooooooood day for me eh? Let me tell you why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Supposed to wake up at 5.45am. I WOKE UP AT 7.30AM.&lt;br /&gt;2. ISOFUN codes screwed up, cause I PRACTICALLY TYPED MY MSGBOX IN THE WHILE LOOP. I RE-TYPED my codes for 3 timeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeees. T-H-R-E-E!&lt;br /&gt;3. Lost my appetite for lunch. Therefore, skipped.&lt;br /&gt;4. My group got A for BBFin project. :D&lt;br /&gt;5. I got B + for my 75% of BBFin.&lt;br /&gt;6. I was suffering from a damn freaking idiotic headache BEFORE MY BBFIN FINAL QUIZ! (underline, straightline, underline)&lt;br /&gt;7. I took my BBFin final quiz with headache, and I was feeling super duper cold inside LT. Damn it. Thus, my concentration was been distracted. ):&lt;br /&gt;8. I BELIEVED THAT ALL FORMULAS WILL BE GIVEN. &amp;amp;- I'M SO DAMN WRONG! GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;9. Learnt my lesson not to do last minute revision. GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;10. It seems that I can't have both friends and boy at the same timeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LASTLY, I'M HAPPY CAUSE MY HEADACHE IS GONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. (like finally eh. --")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever shit. No matter what, I'm still feeling --"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-6795017498820003584?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/6795017498820003584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/08/it-seems-that-im-torn-into-pieces.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/6795017498820003584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/6795017498820003584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/08/it-seems-that-im-torn-into-pieces.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-2734598645252048902</id><published>2009-08-13T00:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T00:43:18.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Spoil me, please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww. School past very very fast (like again) today. --" Lectures short and sweet? Fell alseep during ISOFUN lecture. Bwahahahs! Damn tired. Skipped PRSP lecture, and headed to Tone with Alden, Bryon and Justin. Ate BBQ Chicken. Whatever, okay. First impression/taste of it, yummy! Shall go back for more eh? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to school for BPM's lab. Another short and sweet one eh? (: Anyways, i loveeeeeeeeeeeee playing that truth &amp;amp;- dare daidee, can!? Knew quite a number of truths. Shall not say anything. &amp;amp;- Heys, Myra! Where is your second part of your dare? Hahahs! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Boy and home sweet homeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. Weeeeeeehs! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;- Yesterday was Ms. Sarah's birthday. Happy (belated) birthday! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-2734598645252048902?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/2734598645252048902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/08/spoil-me-please.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/2734598645252048902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/2734598645252048902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/08/spoil-me-please.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-2446198654318165144</id><published>2009-08-11T22:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T22:24:21.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sleeps, I need more of these. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, well. Happy birthday to my aunt! :D Or in chinese, I call her "Gu-Gu". Laughs. Forgot that today was her birthday. Whoops, sorry. But still, I did wish her, okay. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School past very very fast today. PRSP, break, SAS, end. Laughs. Sleepy mood, nothing much eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, thankyou very very much to those who helped me in PHP. Manymany loveeeeeeeeeeeeees, (: Especially K for helping me to buy papers to print my notes and helping me in codes, P for helping me in codes and S for carrying my stuffs for me. &amp;amp;- I forgot who carried my lappy up to PRSP lab. Thankyou very very much, you know who you are. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, PHP will not be bugging me till Sem 1.2 starts.&lt;br /&gt;On a sad-er note, we still have to learn PHP till Sem 2.1 ends.&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, I can ignore PHP for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;On a stress-er note, I got many many more to do right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth: Yay! I bought it. Whoops. Will my boyf see this? Die ah.&lt;br /&gt;Zakiah: Hmms, let's see. Ask them for their opinions. Eh, suggest one place to go first lehs, (:&lt;br /&gt;ShaoChun: Hahahs. It's over, :D&lt;br /&gt;Justin: Hahahs. Partly, it's mine. D:&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl: Sure, (:&lt;br /&gt;Desmond: Suresure, (:&lt;br /&gt;ShaoChun: --"&lt;br /&gt;Darren: Suresuresure, (:&lt;br /&gt;Daryl: Ers? --"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-2446198654318165144?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/2446198654318165144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/08/sleeps-i-need-more-of-these.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/2446198654318165144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/2446198654318165144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/08/sleeps-i-need-more-of-these.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-6370177427973555302</id><published>2009-08-10T17:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T17:16:13.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Changi Airport.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughs. From Terminal 1, I took skytrain to Terminal 3 to meet them. &amp;amp;- I got lost. AhZheng, Kenneth and Patricia came for my rescue. Laughs. Meet Justin &amp;amp;- Co. Walked over to Terminal 2 then skytrain-ed to Terminal 1. Laughs. End up, we took the skytrain back to terminal 2! Roars! A trial around Changi Aiport Terminals. Laughs. --"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently at Fish &amp;amp;- Co. With AhZheng, Benjamin, Justin, Kenneth, Patricia and ShaoChun. Bryon and ZhiYi (?) came. &amp;amp;- Both of them are gone already. --"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! HuiXin is supposed to do her PHP. But, I don't know what to do lehs. Die. PRSP lab test tomorrow. Freak. Haven't do anything about it yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;- Benjamin is looking at my lappy right now. LAUGHS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-6370177427973555302?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/6370177427973555302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/08/changi-airport.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/6370177427973555302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/6370177427973555302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/08/changi-airport.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-6180059089331114793</id><published>2009-08-10T00:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T00:58:21.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I doubt you guys will know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghs. If studies don't have the potential of driving me crazy, Dady &amp;amp;- Grandma do. Yes, goodluck in doing so. Okay? You guys will definitely see me going bonkers soon. Be it due to studies or family. Freak. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;- now, my head is spinning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-6180059089331114793?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/6180059089331114793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-doubt-you-guys-will-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/6180059089331114793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/6180059089331114793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-doubt-you-guys-will-know.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-2101383206998815399</id><published>2009-08-10T00:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T00:39:50.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When everything's transformed into past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to cousy's house for Crystal's birthday celebration in advance. Woots! Quite long never see them le, that includes CKG. Laughs. Even though our schools are a few steps away, we don't seems to have that fate to meet anymore eh. ): Oh, well. Lewin is still as cute as ever, (: &amp;amp;- Crystal's friend has the same name as mine! EXACTLY THE SAME. --" Now, I know 2 person with the same exact name as me, including my LEE, please. Oh, so coincidence eh? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy came over to fetch me. Hahahs. Over to Kovan to have my supper, as for him, should be dinner eh? Told him what happened in cousy's house. Laughs. Damn funny. I got sucha funny group of cousys, okay. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thcrazylil'girl wants to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;watch the movie: UP&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;watch the movie: G Force&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;watch the movie: New Moon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;go outing with cousys&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dinner with cousys&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;go outing with lovelies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;celebrate 24th with boy. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(oh, well. tags to be replied soon, okay?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-2101383206998815399?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/2101383206998815399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/08/when-everythings-transformed-into-past.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/2101383206998815399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/2101383206998815399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/08/when-everythings-transformed-into-past.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-2642518332311832909</id><published>2009-08-08T15:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T15:20:27.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think, I have just turned into the most evil girlf in the whole world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could, eventually, typed out something I doubt I did type before. Laughs. Is it cruel enough, I'm asking myself. I merely want you to concentrate on your projects and upcoming exams. Don't ask me why I become like this. Cause, I, myself, don't know what happen to me. On the outer surface, I'm happy. But, the inner me is not feeling so. I don't like it. How the hell did I do to make us like this? I wonder. &amp;- I can't think of any reason forcing me to be like this. &amp;- The whole damn main thing is, how did I message such a sentence out. Laughs. I'm going bonkers soon. IMH, is there a place for me? )':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="0.1"&gt;I think, I have just hurt both you and me. Even if you didn't feel so, I do. Cause I don't know what's going on with me. Black clouds, thunderstorm. That's what they said, and how I felt right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sincerely sorry.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-2642518332311832909?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/2642518332311832909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-think-i-have-just-turned-into-most.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/2642518332311832909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/2642518332311832909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-think-i-have-just-turned-into-most.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-5507984340507540500</id><published>2009-08-07T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T22:44:45.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A nutshell without its nut, ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School today wasn't that bad. Aww. Mr Ooi said that BBFin coursework grade will be shown next friday. Freak, I hope next Friday will be a nice day for me, yeah. Cause I'm having ISOFUN lab test in the morning, getting back BBFin coursework grade in the noon and taking BBFin final quiz in the evening. LAUGH-OUT-LOUD! See, I'm having a tight schedule next friday. Other than that, I'm having PRSP lab test 2 on tuesday &amp;- SAS lab interview on thursday. HAHAHS. HuiXin is going crazy soon, eh. This long weekend isn't for me to slack. I got to get my SAS's exercise on input/output design done by idontknowwhen, and my Project's input/output design by thursday. Hahahs. I'm going crazy soon. Yes, soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahs. Enough of schoolwork, bought loveeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee just now. Yums! :D It's on my dinning table. Haven't touch it yet. Nopes, not yet. I'm going to enjoy it tomorrow. Laughs, :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm yearning for some shopping. I love that TopShop shorts. But they don't have my size already. ): HuiXin is so going to search for it when she happens to spot any TopShop. Aww. Bryon, I think I love that top too. Hahahs. --"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Darren: YOYOYO! :D&lt;br /&gt;ShaoChun: At least, you wasn't nervous. :D&lt;br /&gt;JueYing: Thankyou.&lt;br /&gt;Zakiah: Hahahs. Eh, you should be touched, like duh! :D Shit, I keep forgetting to ask. Ask who? Hehehs.&lt;br /&gt;Justin: Shutup. I'm seriously scared of injections. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-5507984340507540500?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/5507984340507540500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/08/nutshell-without-its-nut-school-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/5507984340507540500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/5507984340507540500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/08/nutshell-without-its-nut-school-today.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-6950338990347316343</id><published>2009-08-07T01:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T01:10:28.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Vampire Potion, Blue Lagoon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over to opposite campus to get Bubble Teas and McDonalds! Sighs. thcrazylil'girl has been eating McDonalds at least twice for this 2 weeks. Arlamaks. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughs. Vampire potion? Yes, it's one of the bubble teas sold in that shop. Laughs. Alden and Justin bought it. Tried it, and there we go. A vampire family is formed. Laughs. Funny eh? --" Ordered Blue Lagoon instead. Well, it tasted nice. Do try when you are over there, okay. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm being nice enough to get boy McDonalds too. Hahahs. Still deliever until where he is, okay. Seeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee, I'm so good. Hahahs. --"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever shit, my chest bone (or whatever you call it) hurts! I don't know why. I'm so scared cause Dady scared me. --" Hope it's due to lack of sleep or whatever shit, that is positive. Not any negative stuffs, please! Sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;thcrazylil'girl is putting up a brave front right now. she feels tired. yet, she doesn't know what to do. sighs. she's going to sleep, to recover all her lack of sleep. also, dont try to guess what she's thinking. cause you will never guess it right. because she dont know what she's thinking too. and the main thing is, she is trying to be crazy for the sake of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-6950338990347316343?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/6950338990347316343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/08/vampire-potion-blue-lagoon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/6950338990347316343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/6950338990347316343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/08/vampire-potion-blue-lagoon.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-7963268664002363669</id><published>2009-08-05T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T21:20:44.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Way too paranoid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a moment to myself, thinking why is it this and why is it that? I realised that all I have done, I seems to be regretting at least 1/4 of them for doing so. I don't know why. I don't wish to have any ruined life or neither do I want a stupidest little stain on it. Freak, it's seriously freaking me out. Am I game enough for all the challenges set for me as time goes by? &amp;amp;- I do hope to hear all truth answers to my questions. Say the truth straight to my face. Though I might end up tearing, I would appreciate it the most. Yet, if you are going to scold many vulgars or irrelvant things, I would appreciate it the most that you keep everything to yourself then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of those, BPM Presentation just now. I practically screwed my part up by stumbling and being nervous. &amp;amp;- MY FACE TURNED RED AND I COULD FEEL THE DAMN HEAT. Laughs. Even JueYing could see my red face. Freak, I'm so disappointed about myself. Shall go somewhere to emo. Yes, I should. I'm so sorry to Benjamin, JueYing, Patricia and ShaoChun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Justin: Hahahs. Fedex alr. Didn't you receive?&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth: I meant, MP. Sorry. Hahahs, I remembered your birthday, okay.&lt;br /&gt;Justin: I hope that too.&lt;br /&gt;Zakiah: I give you my moral support! :D Hahahs, suntan-ing? Hahahs. Later my skin not in the same tone again. Sighs. Singapore flyer? Not a bad idea. Cause your dumb mummy has not take the flyer yet. Sobs! D:&lt;br /&gt;Justin: Go where? --"&lt;br /&gt;JueYing: Sure. Next week! :D&lt;br /&gt;Justin: Arlamaks, his mama can go there visit him de, :D I bet Myra is nodding her head too. Hehehs.&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth: Yes, I meant that. Hahahs. Fish &amp;amp;- Co? Eh, I don't want to work in those F&amp;amp;B de. Cause need to get injection. NONONO.&lt;br /&gt;Patricia: Hahahs. That's so evil. But I loveeeeeeeeeee it.&lt;br /&gt;Zakiah: Ignore what? But, I never take before mahs. D:&lt;br /&gt;Daryl: Hellos.&lt;br /&gt;Justin: Her jokes are damn sicko, please.&lt;br /&gt;Zakiah: Hahahs. True. Eh, anything bahs. Okay, linked you later.&lt;br /&gt;Bryon: Yes, Bryon. (:&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth: Hahahs. Cheerful HuiXin. Hmms, most probably coming back after her&lt;br /&gt;exams, I supposed.&lt;br /&gt;Zakiah: Yes, I'm looking for our date too. Ah, I go ask the rest. :D&lt;br /&gt;Daryl: Laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-7963268664002363669?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/7963268664002363669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/08/way-too-paranoid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/7963268664002363669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/7963268664002363669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/08/way-too-paranoid.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-6717516879404847782</id><published>2009-08-05T00:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T00:14:02.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If there is what you think, :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sighs. I didn't say that. I really didn't mean that. You are always misinterpreting my words/sentences. Don't you find it? Just be alil' more fair to me, please. Why is it that you always got the chance to push me alil' more and there I go, CRAZY, not in the sense of craziness that I want. When everything seems to be way too heavy on me, I tend to go crazy. Yet, you are not helping. Cause, I know, you got your own stuffs/stress to handle. So, what you want me to do? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;amp;- I tend to lie to myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Cause, this time round, I'm not giving in. I hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever shit. This post is for me to post on what I'm feeling right now. Tags will be replied real soon. I'm freaking lazy and tired. Bye, I'm off to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-6717516879404847782?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/6717516879404847782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/08/if-there-is-what-you-think-sighs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/6717516879404847782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/6717516879404847782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/08/if-there-is-what-you-think-sighs.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-4126130792302175346</id><published>2009-08-04T11:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T11:20:37.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So, yeah. Whatever. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In PRSP lab lesson right now. Got back PRSP lab test 1 and assignment 1 grade alr. JUST A MOMENT AGO. Unsure of whether I'm should be happy or not. Whatever shit. I'm not in the mood to smile. --" Should I smile for the sake of smiling. Laughs. Black face, yucks! D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-4126130792302175346?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/4126130792302175346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-yeah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/4126130792302175346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/4126130792302175346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-963703214765344295</id><published>2009-08-04T00:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T00:21:45.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I seems to be at the top of the mountain now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Either I trip and fall, or I stay and enjoy my victory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughs. Can I say that currently is my crunch period? Or perhaps, everyone around me are having their crunch period right now. I learnt this word from Kenneth, I think? Laughs. Too many things on mind, I'm going to be more and more clumsier, more and more blur. I predict that. Don't laugh. Cause, I know, I'm always blur. --" I hate it. But, I can't get it. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit. I'm supposed to do my project right now. SAS, BPM's presentation, PRSP assignment, ISOFUN lab test, BBFin test. Fcuk. I'm having my CMSK communication cycle 2 this Thursday. (underline, straightline, underline) I'm sorry if I have been being a naughty girl this few days. I just need a place to vent everything. Laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, did I mention that I kept dropping things during BBFin lecture? Damn. Hahahs. I'm so sorry to the person sitting infront of me. I don't know why. &amp;amp;- Lecturer seems to be alil' --", y'know. Laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ilovemyboyveryverymuch, :D - psst. be glad that i do so, (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;- Do pardon me if I'm being alil' not myself for the next few days. Hahahs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-963703214765344295?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/963703214765344295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-seems-to-be-at-top-of-mountain-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/963703214765344295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/963703214765344295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-seems-to-be-at-top-of-mountain-now.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-9091141153877311449</id><published>2009-07-30T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T23:51:04.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When love conquers all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely, I do love sleeping on bus with boy beside me. At least, I won't be afraid that I will miss my stop. :D Laughs. Took bus 34 from opposite cousy's house to Changi Airport then home. Nopes, we didn't alight, like duh. --" Fell asleep on the way. Eyelids are way too heavy nowadays. &amp;amp;- The only way to prevent me from sleeping is to keep myself hyper enough. Yes, that's the way man. That's thcrazylil'girl, (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, chatting online with my friends right now. Damn funny lahs. Ben is going to move to IMH real soooooooooooooooooooooooon, after BPM Presentation. We will sure send you there, GroupLeader. Definitely, it is a stressful position. Yet, it allows you to be trained to manage everything. Laughs. Pros and cons for everything, lovelieeeeeeeeeeeeeees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, J suggested buying K something. Laughs. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Daryl: Laughs. Erms, next time. Okays.&lt;br /&gt;Justin: Hahahs. Thankyou very much! :D&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth: I try not to know. Hahahs! Let's go find together, :D Oh, no! You got your MJ. Sighs.&lt;br /&gt;Patricia: Yalohs. Very sad hors, ): 1 minute of silence for Kenneth, please! Hehehs. (:&lt;br /&gt;Zakiah: Speak up. Don't slash. Not nice. Hmms, okays. Which means, we can meeeeeeeeeeeet up already. Gosh. Must plan, must plan. Any place of interest? :D&lt;br /&gt;Justin: Haiyo. Don't remember mahs.&lt;br /&gt;XiuYin: Sure.&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth: Yes. SUBWAY COOKIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES! Don't be jealous. Hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;Zakiah: Sighs. Just forget about him. Relax relax. There still better guys out there. Just that, you haven't found him. Cheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeer up. Sorry, can't help much. ):&lt;br /&gt;Justin: HUHS! Don't want lehs. Don't kill Edward, )':&lt;br /&gt;JunJie: NONONO.&lt;br /&gt;Daryl: Hellos. --"&lt;br /&gt;Sharlene: I think so too. ):&lt;br /&gt;ShaoChun: Hahahs. If I am one, I will haunt you for your individual work, I TELL YOU! *evil grins!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;H.Xin says she don't like her friends to be mooooooooooooooooooooooody. If she got the power, she hopes to make all her lovelies to be smiling happily for the damn true meaning. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-9091141153877311449?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/9091141153877311449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/07/when-love-conquers-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/9091141153877311449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/9091141153877311449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/07/when-love-conquers-all.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-5635781387827637083</id><published>2009-07-29T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T23:30:00.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leader&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;i&gt;Follower&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mature&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;i&gt;Immature&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I, myself, don't know the answer. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This thing just got into my brainy somehow. I was thinking. Which of the above category am I falling to? Laughs. I wish to be a leader, yet I'm afraid of not doing well enough. I wish to be mature, yet mature people face many difficulties. Oh, well. In this cruel reality, who isn't facing any difficulties? Perhaps, those young, sweet and innocent kids. How envy am I? I'm once a kid too, I told myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should learn as I grow, to take up all my own responsiblities and errors.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I'm afraid of growing up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-5635781387827637083?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/5635781387827637083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/07/leader-or-follower-mature-or-immature-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/5635781387827637083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/5635781387827637083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/07/leader-or-follower-mature-or-immature-i.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-753418585049589886</id><published>2009-07-29T22:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T23:10:55.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bonkers! D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KI8kQXeE070/SnBmCEGvygI/AAAAAAAAAKc/VXu1rEze950/s1600-h/hx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363899341846071810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KI8kQXeE070/SnBmCEGvygI/AAAAAAAAAKc/VXu1rEze950/s320/hx.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(thankyou, kenneth, for editing the above picture for me.)&lt;br /&gt;(the above picture was been spotted in one of the school's com.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BPM Project handed in, :D Two projects down, one more to go! (:&lt;br /&gt;Ehs, it's not really 2 projects down. Cause there's still presentation for BPM Project. Hope that I won't do last minute work. Not implying anything, cause I have learnt a lesson. Serious. Everything just cropped up, and I just went bonkers. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been alil' high today. Just alil, :D Since I'm thcrazylil'girl, I doubt there's any wrong with meeeeeeeeeee being high, (: Whatever shit. Lols. McDonalds for lunch. Double fillet-o-fish with seaweed shaker fries smell Y-U-M-S! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subway for dinner with boy. Boy gaveeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee me both of his cookies. Bwahahahs! Double chocolate chips and my chocolate chip with M&amp;amp;Ms spell loveeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Oh, I saw Eugene while eating Subway. Lols, it's he the one who said hellos to me, then I saw him. &amp;amp;- I truly miss seeing him in school, and show him the facial expression, :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-753418585049589886?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/753418585049589886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/07/bonkers-d-bpm-project-handed-in-d-two.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/753418585049589886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/753418585049589886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/07/bonkers-d-bpm-project-handed-in-d-two.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_KI8kQXeE070/SnBmCEGvygI/AAAAAAAAAKc/VXu1rEze950/s72-c/hx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3816661462046799414.post-3656957002750246307</id><published>2009-07-28T17:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T17:28:50.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So, this is what I want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. To get started with revision! D:&lt;br /&gt;2. To get good grades. :/&lt;br /&gt;3. To go shopping! :D&lt;br /&gt;4. To get a part-time job. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;- Holiday to come fast fast! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighs. Spotted quite a number of items through blogshooooooooooooooooooooop! D: I want!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;- I would like to try to operate one too. Laughs! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Vivien: --"&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth: Yesyesyes! Minus 10 days? I forgot what day is it lehs. :/&lt;br /&gt;Daryl: Hellos. --"&lt;br /&gt;Zakiah: Dont. Dont slash your hands alr. Imagine you wearing nice clothes with that, not nice. Arlamaks. Why? What happen?&lt;br /&gt;Bryon: --" You are just beside meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. (like duh!)&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth: I'm ignoring.&lt;br /&gt;Zakiah: Sureeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. During holidays? When's yours? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-3656957002750246307?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/3656957002750246307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-this-is-what-i-want.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/3656957002750246307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/3656957002750246307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-this-is-what-i-want.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-3041043762884323696</id><published>2009-07-27T22:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T23:20:36.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I told myself, it's okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been alil' tensed up + stressed up way before my BPM project part is done. I don't know why. Sorry, people. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood started to change when Byron and I went to ITAS to get some food to eat, (: All thanks to Benjamin, I would say. Laughs. Off to TampinesOne after everything, with Bryon, Justin, Kennth, Patricia and ShaoChun. Wanted to buy my pinkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk formal top. Don't have my size. Seeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee, it's not that good to be skinny, okay. ): Bought my whiteeeeeeeeeeeeee formal skirt. Laughs. Boy came to find meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. Off to dinner, then accompanied him to get his bro's pressie. Went to get my pinkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk formal top and homed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home, I received SMS from ShiQi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SQ: THERE'S SOMETHING IMPORTANT I NEED TO TELL YOU! VERY IMPORTANT!&lt;br /&gt;Me: What?&lt;br /&gt;SQ:Know today's date?&lt;br /&gt;Me: 27 July?&lt;br /&gt;SQ:FIVE MONTHS LATER WILL BE MY BIRTHDAY! :D&lt;br /&gt;Me: wow. 5 more months ah? i still thought got another 10 months to go sehs. 5months minus 3days, you know what day anot. &amp;amp;- it will definitely arrive way before your 5months. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;- May I know who will remind her cousy about her birthday 5 months before eh? Only, my this beloved, cuteeeeeeeeeeee, kawaii (puke!), buey paiseh (jh say de) cousy will do so. Laughs. Okays, she's going to kill me if she see the above. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Kenneth: Hahahahahahahahs. Okays, I want to grow horizontal abit. ABIT.&lt;br /&gt;Justin: Duh. You have to keep returning to the center, and there might be side effect? I'm waiting for my 18th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Patricia: Laughs! :D Thankyou.&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth: Arlamaks. --"&lt;br /&gt;PeiLing: Laughs. Takecares.&lt;br /&gt;Bryon: I fell ONCE ONLY.&lt;br /&gt;Justin: Got mehs? 25th July?&lt;br /&gt;Abrel: Hellos, Abrel!&lt;br /&gt;Sharlene: Hahahs. Yes, but I don't know where's my warranty. You know, I hate e-warranty sometimes. ): Hahahs. Let's meet up during holidays! :D&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth: Nonono. No pong, no pong! :D&lt;br /&gt;JunJie: Idiot. But, it's complicated. &amp;amp;- I didn't read the damn book. ):&lt;br /&gt;ShaoChun: Hahahs. Cause you don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;Justin: Serious? I thought Snape is supposed to protect the guy(i dont know his name. the guy in sak's lappy). &amp;amp;- The HE that I'm referring to it the guy in Sak's lappy. --" &amp;amp;- I have a number of storybooks lining up for me to read.&lt;br /&gt;Zakiah: Yes, ahgirl? What happen? Don't be sad. Smile, (:&lt;br /&gt;Linda: Facebook!&lt;br /&gt;ShaoChun: Ignore that person. He/she is childish, (: Eh, wait. I'm considered as childish. BUT, I don't do this kind of stuffs. So, yeah. Ignoring. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-3041043762884323696?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/3041043762884323696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-told-myself-its-okay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/3041043762884323696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/3041043762884323696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-told-myself-its-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-8586469016723030518</id><published>2009-07-26T00:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T00:44:26.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine, I know, I'm slow. Laughs. Many of you have watched, like duh. --" It's complicated. I don't really know what I'm watching. I thought there will be lots of fighting (magic) scenes. I'm wrong. --" &amp;amp;- Quite a number of question marks lahs. I'm slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why is &lt;i&gt;he&lt;/i&gt; (i dont know his name) the chosen one? --" &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why must the principal die? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why is the necklace a fake one? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why that somebody took away the real one? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Is the real one truly destroyed yet? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughs. --" Consequences of not reading the background materials before watching the show. Whatever. Show ended at around 11plus. Laughs. Spotted people standing outside adidas shop. Both of us decided to be some kpos. :D Liverpool team was in there. --" Okays, I'm not a fan of Liverpool team, alright. But, they are handsome. Okays, some of them. --" Anyways, walked to taxi stand. &amp;amp;- Spotted them again. Laughs. This time round, I had a damn close look at them. Laughs. They seems cool. I don't know why. --" Boy sent me home before going home. Yeaps, and here I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit. BPM article summary not done yet. What the pong. Shit, shit, shit. Outing tomorrow is a must. Hope Boy don't see the above about my BPM. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(tags will be replied late.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-8586469016723030518?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/8586469016723030518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/07/harry-potter-and-half-blood-prince.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/8586469016723030518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/8586469016723030518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/07/harry-potter-and-half-blood-prince.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-1721991246697767000</id><published>2009-07-24T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T23:59:00.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy 27months, boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the clock strikes 12.&lt;br /&gt;Before the date becomes 25July2009.&lt;br /&gt;I held on to the very last minute.&lt;br /&gt;Just to wish you a Happy 27months.&lt;br /&gt;iloveyou, :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry for not telling you. :/&lt;br /&gt;im thankful that you are always caring for me. perhaps, im the one who refuses to say things out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-1721991246697767000?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/1721991246697767000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-27months-boy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/1721991246697767000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/1721991246697767000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-27months-boy.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-8730170802406037543</id><published>2009-07-24T18:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T18:49:18.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A facial expression to sum up all my feelings, )':&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;)':&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear no one could be as dumb as me. Shit, I could eventually fall down while walking home, I tell you. Cause I didn't notice that I didn't raise my leg high enough to step on that stupid thingy. Freak. &amp;amp;- I fell. Fcuk. Cause my handphone dropped on the floor. Fcuk x2. Cause my lappy dropped on the floor. Which made me cried cause I thought I spoilt my lappy, when the next due date for BPM project is on Monday. )':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, the fall was to teach me to be independent and stand up from where I fell, and continue my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate going home alone. I don't like the feeling of being alone. I don't know what to do. )':&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;- I freaking cried out cause I don't know why am I feeling sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-8730170802406037543?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/8730170802406037543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/07/facial-expression-to-sum-up-all-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/8730170802406037543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/8730170802406037543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/07/facial-expression-to-sum-up-all-my.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-4326017565059233091</id><published>2009-07-23T22:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T22:35:39.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2 birthday boys! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO BRYON AND ZHENQUAN! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do hope that you2 and Sakinah lady will enjoy the birthday celebration we had for you guys just now. &amp;amp;- I do wish that Bryon will loveeeeeeeeeeeeee our gift! Must wear, okays? While ZhenQuan to play his favourite drum songs with our gift. &amp;amp;- Sakinah to wear our gift. Manymanyloves, (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(psst. i shall post those photos like tomorrow or something? im tired. laughs. off to sleep. goodnight, lovelies.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-4326017565059233091?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/4326017565059233091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/07/2-birthday-boys-d-happy-birthday-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/4326017565059233091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/4326017565059233091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/07/2-birthday-boys-d-happy-birthday-to.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-1430512597700323112</id><published>2009-07-23T22:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T22:25:34.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tags Replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PeiLing: Laughs. I'm not going to scold you. Did I? Laughs.&lt;br /&gt;Vivien: --" Of course, OL! :D How to smuggle? Hmms, during PRSP lecture perhaps? :D See you this sunday, (: What thing bad thing to an extent? Laughs. Don't be jealous of me, (:&lt;br /&gt;Zakiah: --" Okays, forgiven. Laughs. Yeah, I miss 4eb toooooooooooooooo. Sighs. Why never laugh as before? Cause I'm not there rights, :D Laughs. Why can't tag you as HuiXin? --"&lt;br /&gt;Justin: GESAD. Nonono! I'm not for you to eat. Yesyesyes. Should I credit you for that? Shit, I'm so afraid that I will grow fat. Really. What thing suck money so fast?b&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth: Sighs, yalohs. I not precious mahs. So sad, ): Yeah, that's true. But, sighs. I scared grow horizontal sehs.&lt;br /&gt;ShaoChun: Hahahs. Justin gave me the link. --" Laughs. Impossible.&lt;br /&gt;Bryon: Seeeeeeeeeeeeee. I'm been bullied (again).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-1430512597700323112?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/1430512597700323112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/07/tags-replied.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/1430512597700323112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/1430512597700323112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/07/tags-replied.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-319136445824172809</id><published>2009-07-23T21:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T21:58:41.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Whatever shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is the (insert number) times of world war.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm referring to my house's world war. --" Laughs. Okays, I typed insert number cause I have lost count of how many times they had quarrelled. They, my grandmother and dady. Laughs. Ehs, wait. I should say it is a one-side shooting war. Laughs. Dady's the one shooting this time round. --" Whatever shit. I can't be bothered. Sometimes, I do dread of coming home. I do pity my dady sometimes, I do pity my grandma sometimes. Yet, I do hate both of them sometimes. Sighs. Laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;where were you, when i need you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-319136445824172809?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/319136445824172809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/07/whatever-shit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/319136445824172809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/319136445824172809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/07/whatever-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-1268658904829078674</id><published>2009-07-23T15:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T15:13:09.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ByeBye, Communication Cycle 1, :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do hope that everyone will get good grades! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughs. My group's turn is over. Laughs. Learnt quite a number of stuffs from my groupmates, (: Outside CMSK room, playing cards. I'M WAITING FOR MY TURN! --" Bryon lost. --" Nicholas was playing PowerRange song just now, --" Now, Barbie girl. --" Okays, he changed songs again. HuiXin doesn't like PowerRange. I don't know why guys love it so much. Weeeeeeehs! My turn now. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-1268658904829078674?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/1268658904829078674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/07/byebye-communication-cycle-1-d-i-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/1268658904829078674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/1268658904829078674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/07/byebye-communication-cycle-1-d-i-do.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-2262429889641397850</id><published>2009-07-22T19:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T20:00:07.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Whisper to meeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Be with meeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughs. I did blog. &amp;amp;- I don't know why it didn't appear. 2posts somemore. --" Weirdo blog. Laughs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okays. I'm waiting for boy to finish his things. So that I can have my dinner. Laughs. I'm hungry again. Stomach is appealing for food. It complained just now. Laughs! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgetful thcrazylil'girl forgot to bring her lappy's charger, --" Thankyou, ZhenQuan, for lending me yours. See, it's always a good thing to have a classmate who owns the same brand of lappy as yours, (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighs. Is it a bad thing for me to get hungry so easily, huh? --"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-2262429889641397850?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/2262429889641397850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/07/whisper-to-meeeee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/2262429889641397850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/2262429889641397850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/07/whisper-to-meeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-2826627379265093818</id><published>2009-07-20T21:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:18:40.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cute animation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_rJbYRb2BdQ&amp;amp;eurl=http%3A%2F%2Fmyteenagedays.blogspot.com%2F&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_rJbYRb2BdQ&amp;amp;eurl=http%3A%2F%2Fmyteenagedays.blogspot.com%2F&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View it, people! Laughs. My friend gave me this link, :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-2826627379265093818?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/2826627379265093818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/07/cute-animation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/2826627379265093818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/2826627379265093818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/07/cute-animation.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-7728337279899792486</id><published>2009-07-20T16:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T16:55:15.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Twilight, New Moon, Eclipse, Breaking Dawn, Midnight Sun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll stay awake till Twilight to see the New Moon and if I'm lucky I'll see the Eclipse at Breaking Dawn. While sitting with Edward at Midnight Sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Laughs! Sakinah lady, don't be angry! :D)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-7728337279899792486?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/7728337279899792486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/07/twilight-new-moon-eclipse-breaking-dawn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/7728337279899792486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/7728337279899792486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/07/twilight-new-moon-eclipse-breaking-dawn.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-8401042071158118509</id><published>2009-07-19T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T23:11:07.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;That's not me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cause, I'm supposed to be thcrazylil'girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighs. I'm tired. Yet, I'm here to blog. Laughs. Vivien and LimYi came over to my house just now. Now, who is the OL right now huhs, Vivien!? Lols. Let's go watch fireworks like last year. I totally miss those days. Sighs. Outing seems to be coming up with my ladies. Loves! :D Miss them. Not forgetting, my other friends too, (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yes, I'm worried right now. I'm afraid. Laughs. Too many things on mind. Yet, I'm doing nothing. Laughs. Useless ehs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-8401042071158118509?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/8401042071158118509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/07/thats-not-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/8401042071158118509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/8401042071158118509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/07/thats-not-me.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-1247372916088592644</id><published>2009-07-19T01:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T01:37:28.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Just tell me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Mumy, Aunt and Cousy for lunch at Parkway Parade, Ichiban Sushi. Sighs, I found out quite a number of stuffs from Mumy. I'm so sad. I wonder why. I knew that my Cousy is rather competitive enough. I knew that she can't lost. Yet, that adds on to the pressure? Whatever shit. I can't be bother with them* anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to topic, I collected my phone just now. Weeeeeeehs, it's back to me! :D I hope that nothing will go wrong, (: Anyways, went to find boy and his friend after that. Laughs. My boy said I acted like a 3years old kid, D: I'm so sad! Lols. We were figuring how to do video-ing using boy's camera, after setting to the video mode. &amp;amp;- All it needs was to press that small sliver button. Laughs! --" Caught fireworks before going home. Weeeeeeehs! Met some friends too. Laughs! Especially, my mummy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Bryon: I try. But, thanks. (: &amp;amp;- Don't be sad about the iitsc thingy. Did you email them? Yups, let's go there again. But then, we must have at least 2hours of break. :/&lt;br /&gt;Justin: I'm not leasing. &amp;amp;- I'm not ghost. Laughs, then you don't eat lohs.&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth: Yups! :D Lols. Once in awhile, I think it's acceptable?&lt;br /&gt;RuiJia: Laughs! :D&lt;br /&gt;ShaoChun: Laughs. Hahahs, desserts!&lt;br /&gt;Eunice: Laughs. Fine. You? Laughs. Yeah, quite a long time since we last met, (:&lt;br /&gt;Daryl: Laughs.&lt;br /&gt;YuPing: Laughs. Yeah, saw you and your darling too. :D Hmms, yups. Happy to see you too, (:&lt;br /&gt;Linda: Laughs. Welcome, (: I do hope that there will be a day when I can play with your hamster. Does it bite? :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-1247372916088592644?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/1247372916088592644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-tell-me-truth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/1247372916088592644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/1247372916088592644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-tell-me-truth.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-4101642374215951441</id><published>2009-07-15T21:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T21:59:50.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Heart Attack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighs, I almost lost the ring. Not mine, but boy's. Ohmygod! I was playing with it, and it slipped off our fingers. AND LOST (for the moment). Damn scared sehs. End up, it dropped on my shirt. --" Laughs! Sorry, boy. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's been fine. Not for projects parts, like duh. --" I'm going to mug for BBFin quiz, which is on Friday. I got 2/3 damn days to revise 3 chapters. Sighs, and mostly on theories. What the pong. Who says poly life is much more relax than JC life, will definitely get a slap from meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sugarloaf-ed with class-y rocks! :D Let's go there again, (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(tags to be replied asap. sorry, lovelies)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-4101642374215951441?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/4101642374215951441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/07/heart-attack.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/4101642374215951441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/4101642374215951441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/07/heart-attack.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-252586081300173006</id><published>2009-07-13T22:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T23:12:04.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My brand of heroine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;truely mineeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okays. So, thcrazylil'girl has been accepted into IITSC sub-comm. Upon receiving the message, I got a weirdo feeling. Laughs! Oh, my family members are been accepted too. Not forgetting, Alden, JueYing, Justin, Myra and Nicholas too. I wonder who else has been accepted? Shall do some kaypo-ing tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid that I can't get what I want, something that I aim for myself. I lost confidence on myself, which lead me to lose half of the battle. I'm losing out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;- I loveeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee my boy very, very much. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;-&amp;amp;- Thankyou, Bryon, Justin, &amp;amp;- everyone, who has helped me in BPM. Thankyou very much! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Justin: Sureeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. Laughs! --"&lt;br /&gt;RuiJia: Thankyou, biaojie! :D I miss you, (:&lt;br /&gt;Sakinah: Laughs. Serious? Sighs, no fate ehs. ):&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth: I don't know, ):&lt;br /&gt;Myra: Like duh. But, pain sehs. The chair so hard. Next time got to bring cushion. (:&lt;br /&gt;Alden: Hellos, darkhole!&lt;br /&gt;DC: Who are you?&lt;br /&gt;LimYi: What are you talking about? --"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-252586081300173006?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/252586081300173006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-brand-of-heroine-truely.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/252586081300173006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/252586081300173006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-brand-of-heroine-truely.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-3496469286990445454</id><published>2009-07-12T15:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T16:03:33.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Marina Square, StarBucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SAS Project, Herman, Jeff, Myra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughs. I'm wordless about my lappy. Sometimes, it dote on me. Sometimes, it showed me attitude. --" Leaving me clueless ehs, lappy. Perhaps, it did learn some stuffs from me. --"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, something funny did happen a minute ago. A conversation between Myra and meeeeeeeeeeeee. Laughs, (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;U M Y R A says: I help you want?&lt;br /&gt;U M Y R A says: :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;H.XIN says: help me what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;U M Y R A says: dont know. the "it isnt helping at all"&lt;br /&gt;U M Y R A says: lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;H.XIN says: laughs&lt;br /&gt;H.XIN says: nth lahs&lt;br /&gt;H.XIN says: :D&lt;br /&gt;H.XIN says: --"&lt;br /&gt;H.XIN says: you just standing beside me sehs&lt;br /&gt;H.XIN says: ehs, wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;U M Y R A says: standing uh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;H.XIN says: you can help me by letting me t sit at sofa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;U M Y R A says: lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;H.XIN says: --"&lt;br /&gt;H.XIN says: *sitting&lt;br /&gt;H.XIN says: laughs&lt;br /&gt;H.XIN says: my buttock pain&lt;br /&gt;H.XIN says: --"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;U M Y R A says: Lol okay2 we change sit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;H.XIN says: okays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;U M Y R A says: and i can give u more care, more love and more concern. lol love care but concern dont have the pic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;H.XIN says: laughs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;- I'm sitting at the sofa she was sitting just now, for awhile. Lols, (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;DC: You are?&lt;br /&gt;HuiShan: Hahahahahahahs! :D&lt;br /&gt;ShaoChun: Hehehs, now then you know arhs? :D&lt;br /&gt;Justin: Laughs, sure. I don't mind. Lols. Really arhs? :D&lt;br /&gt;Sakinah: --" Welcome, (:&lt;br /&gt;Justin: My OBR. --" Laughs! :D&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth: Laughs. He must wear Lao Hua Yan Jing le lahs.&lt;br /&gt;Adeline: Hahahs, okaysokays. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-3496469286990445454?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/3496469286990445454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/07/marina-square-starbucks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/3496469286990445454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/3496469286990445454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/07/marina-square-starbucks.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-3833788670684845578</id><published>2009-07-11T23:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T23:18:56.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cause, reality do suck sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have any idea of what I'm supposed to do. I thought, it will get better as it goes. Yet, I'm so damn wrong. Things seem not to be going the way I want. Ha, since when things are set in the way I want? Without me doing any effort to make damn sure it will happen. Laughs, I guess, I will just keep laughing my way through everything. Cause, I don't really wish to drop any crystals anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;- I do really wish that someone could help me. I wish that you could understand how I feel, without me saying much. But, it will never happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired, off to sleep. Sorry, Benjamin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;amp;- perhaps, im jealous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-3833788670684845578?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/3833788670684845578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/07/cause-reality-do-suck-sometimes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/3833788670684845578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/3833788670684845578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/07/cause-reality-do-suck-sometimes.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-4403190485939087502</id><published>2009-07-10T22:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T12:40:07.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;How I hope,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I could stay in my fantasy/dreamland forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HuiXin was being kind today, cause she went school as early as 9am to accompany her friends. Laughs! Serious, no joke. I went there, realising that I have nothing much to do except to revise on BBFin. I brought all my stuffs there. But, I'm not in the mood. I don't know why, D: Someone help me, please. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISOFUN tutorial (make-up) past so fast, without me knowing. It's time for us to go for our iitsc interview. Laughs. I bet my photo will turn out funny. I wasn't paying much attention to taking photo. Laughs (x2). Rushed for lunch. Was late for BBFin tutorial as a class. How united are we ehs? :D Anyways, Mr Ooi have been giving us sweets for the past 2 tutorials. Laughs, can I have Pocky or Kinder Bueno instead? Loveeeeeeeeeeeeeeeees! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FFS seems to be the 'in' thing in C242. Laughs! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;amp;- Happy Birthday, SAKINAH lady! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Justin: The laughs gang, craps. --"&lt;br /&gt;Bryon: Hope so, :/ Hahahs, thanks. :D&lt;br /&gt;ShaoChun: Thankyou, (: Yalahs, you encountered this kind of things many many times before. Laughs! :D&lt;br /&gt;Sharon: Hehehs, laughs. (: Miss you.&lt;br /&gt;Zakiah: Hahahs, I think insufficient of water. Laughs.&lt;br /&gt;Patricia: Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth: Hehehs! Who never saw? (:&lt;br /&gt;Nick: You are?&lt;br /&gt;Justin: You are seeing things. Laughs, I want my Edward instead, not you. Laughs. You go be someone's edward. Laughs.&lt;br /&gt;Amika: Suresure, (:&lt;br /&gt;Sylvester: Suresure, (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-4403190485939087502?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/4403190485939087502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/07/how-i-hope-i-could-stay-in-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/4403190485939087502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/4403190485939087502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/07/how-i-hope-i-could-stay-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-1947712851134920200</id><published>2009-07-08T17:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T18:15:50.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Getting a grip on myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk133/huixin_/Snapshot_20090708_2-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally blogging. Laughs! SC &amp;amp;- Co. were talking about me not blogging for a period. --" Laughs! Bryon and him are standing behind me, looking at this small small screen while I'M BLOGGING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okays, I'm done with my APEL: mission statement already. (c242, please get yours done. &amp;amp;- SC asks you guys to do it privately.) Lols, --" &amp;amp;- I SECOND TO IT. Do it on your own, when no one is around you. Hmms, I wonder since when it become a touchy statement. Laughs. &amp;amp;- I wonder if I did scare Bryon, Patricia and SC. Laughs. Only they know what happened. :D Sorry ehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random post, I would say. I wonder when I will post again. Things are piling up. I try to post whenever I can. Meanwhile, do keep my chatboard as lively as possible. Thankyou, lovelies! Manymany loves and misses, (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;ShaoChun: I'm glad that you know your English is not that good. So, go read more storybooks/newspapers/etc. Laughs! Okays lahs, I believe you, okays. Nonono, I'm not. &amp;amp;- That's it. &amp;amp;-&amp;amp;- IM UPDATING RIGHT NOW.&lt;br /&gt;Bryon: Laughs! I'm not that smart. Comparing my grades with others, you can see mine wasn't that good. Sighs. Let's work hard for the Sem test. &amp;amp;- Thankyou, :D&lt;br /&gt;Zakiah: Laughs! Don't be jealous, (: Sure, takecares too ehs. Hahahs, glad to know you are getting well. However, I'm falling sick soon. Sighs, D: Yeah, your wordpress bullied me. &amp;amp;- You shifted again. Thus, you bullied me too. SOBS! &amp;amp;- You should know that I'm blur, cause my class-y are saying me that. Sighs. Laughs! It's okays to spam, but not those nonsense spamming. &amp;amp;- Relinked, again. Laughs! :D&lt;br /&gt;Sharon: Suresure, :D&lt;br /&gt;Justin: Isn't it good? I look alil' more mature, (: Hellos, OBR. Laughs! I can't be stress arhs? D:&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth: Thankyou for saying that. Laughs!&lt;br /&gt;HuiShan: Hahahs. Thankyou! :D I miss you ehs.&lt;br /&gt;YanTong: Laughs. Hellos, (:&lt;br /&gt;JocelynLee: Hellos, girl! :D&lt;br /&gt;Linda: I didn't get to view all. I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;Patricia: Thankyou! :D&lt;br /&gt;PeiLing: Laughs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(psst. im crazy over midnight sun, and that webby bryon sent me. which sakinah sent him. laughs!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-1947712851134920200?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/1947712851134920200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/07/getting-grip-on-myself.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/1947712851134920200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/1947712851134920200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/07/getting-grip-on-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-4279201285273668490</id><published>2009-07-02T21:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T21:55:42.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FBI Birthday Bash, :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KI8kQXeE070/Sky8C9FzM0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/Ca_MfxCLqnI/s1600-h/with+spectacles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353860815981327170" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KI8kQXeE070/Sky8C9FzM0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/Ca_MfxCLqnI/s320/with+spectacles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bwahahahs. Wore pink top today. Adeline, Byron and Myra wore pink top too. Damn coincidence, cans. FYI, we didn't say anything about wearing pink today. --"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FBI Birthday Bash is the highlight for the day, I tell you. Cause I'm in my sleepy mood for the whole damn day. Aww, I enjoyed myself, seriously. :D My class-y somehow 'danced' the song: Nobody. We ended up looking at the screen and danced, cause we totally have no idea of the dance steps. Bwahahahs! Ms. Jo, Ms. Nami and Ms. Sarah sang. I swear Ms. Nami was so damn cute today. Hmms, 3guys from other class played/sang "I'm yours". Aww! Lols, --"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner-ed at BurgerKing with Bryon, Kenneth, Patricia and ShaoChun.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;- I bought my beret today. Bwahahahs! Those wear-go-out beret, not those uniform berets, :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;ShaoChun: Yeye! That ucler is in my mouth. Do what treatment? Choy! Don't curse me, D: Bwahahahs! Thanks for accompanying, (: I so hate you lohs. Laugh at me and say me. ): HuiXin is feeling down.&lt;br /&gt;Bryon: You saw it. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;Justin: Grrr, don't rub salt into my wounds, --" Who ask you guys to keep drinking non-stop, majiam never drink water for idontknowhowmany days. You saw it, --" &amp;amp;- No one force you to wear my spectacles. Lols. Ehs, later I go be one, I tell you. --"&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth: Lols, thanks for accompanying, (: Is there a compliment or what? D: Hmms, maybe I should think about being one. Bwahahahs. --"&lt;br /&gt;JunJie: You guys damn bad sehs. Say her. --"&lt;br /&gt;Zakiah: It's on top. Bwahahahs. Don't laugh ehs, :D&lt;br /&gt;Myra: Lols.&lt;br /&gt;Patricia: ): HuiXin is sad.&lt;br /&gt;Bryon: Lols, yes. I am not one. Bwahahahs! I can't stand that stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-4279201285273668490?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/4279201285273668490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/07/fbi-birthday-bash-d-bwahahahs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/4279201285273668490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/4279201285273668490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/07/fbi-birthday-bash-d-bwahahahs.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KI8kQXeE070/Sky8C9FzM0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/Ca_MfxCLqnI/s72-c/with+spectacles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3816661462046799414.post-8118529812875095715</id><published>2009-06-28T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T22:09:46.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;That frameless spectacles, D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Grrrrrrrrrr! Dady asked me to get that white frame spectacles instead. Oh, well. I'm going to collect it on Tuesday. Dady seems to be angry with me, --" Stubborn daughter with stubborn dady. Hahahs, get it? Ate TomYam noodle soup for dinner. ): The standard seriously drops a lot. Hella manymanymanymanymany! D: Going back that coffeeshop for meals do bring me back to those old days. Those days that I loveeeeeeeeeeeee going down to that coffeeshop with Dady and Mumy. Those days that we (cousy, aunty, mumy, me) went there for lunch after our (cousy and me) swimming lessons. Those days that my cousy would go there and buy his bun. --" Aww, those days! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;- I'm having ulcer right now. GRRRRRRRRRRRRRR x2. ): Pain pain sehs, D:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;-&amp;amp;- Any kind souls willing to accompany meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee to Bishan to collect my spectacles? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Bryon: How I wish I am one, :D Then I can keep upgrading. Bwahahahs!&lt;br /&gt;PeiLing: Someoneeeeeeeeeeeeeeee lohs. For me to know, for you to find out,&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;SC: Bwahahahahahs! :D Thankyou ehs.&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth: Cause he start from 35, then I go shake my head. Then 40, and it gets lower and lower after that. --" Hahahs, Wednesday. No laughing at  meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee, D:&lt;br /&gt;Linda: Fine, :D But I do miss you girls manymany, D:&lt;br /&gt;Myra: Hahahs! Got people save you lohs.&lt;br /&gt;Vivien: Yes, let's meet up sooooooooooooooooooooon. Aww, at least you save the trouble of travelling to school and stuffs. You can wake up at 8.25am. Just in time to switch on your lappy. Bwahahahs! Nevermind, don't spam me with nonsense jiu okays le. Bwahahahs! 3more days and you will return to school.&lt;br /&gt;Justin: Where got evil face!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-8118529812875095715?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/8118529812875095715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/that-frameless-spectacles-d-grrrrrrrrrr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/8118529812875095715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/8118529812875095715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/that-frameless-spectacles-d-grrrrrrrrrr.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-7180830507030390308</id><published>2009-06-28T15:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T15:39:48.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Peace, :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 289px; HEIGHT: 442px" height="440" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk133/huixin_/peaceD.jpg" width="274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, well. I'm supposed to upload photos. But, then I abit lazy. Hahahs, abit only lahs. I try to upload while doing my revision lahs. I tryyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, Dady probably bringing me to make my new spectacles. Whoooooooooooray! :D HuiXin's a happy girl now, (: However, I'm wishing that it will really come trueeeeeeeeeeeeee, (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk133/huixin_/DSC01427-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KI8kQXeE070/Skcdk4Q0C2I/AAAAAAAAAKM/JOGpi5lDbpc/s1600-h/patricia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352279201568525154" style="WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KI8kQXeE070/Skcdk4Q0C2I/AAAAAAAAAKM/JOGpi5lDbpc/s320/patricia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk133/huixin_/DSC01430-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352278315391168930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KI8kQXeE070/SkccxS_qsaI/AAAAAAAAAKE/puROuzU54m0/s320/myra+keeping+water+from+guys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okays, I think the photos arrangement is alil' weird. Whatever, --" I'm doing the rest soon. Hahahs. Sorry, D: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-7180830507030390308?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/7180830507030390308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/peace-d-oh-well.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/7180830507030390308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/7180830507030390308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/peace-d-oh-well.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KI8kQXeE070/Skcdk4Q0C2I/AAAAAAAAAKM/JOGpi5lDbpc/s72-c/patricia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3816661462046799414.post-8075646624839429740</id><published>2009-06-28T00:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T00:12:46.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I shall set some goals and work towards them, :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boos! I told Daddy about my BBFin results. &amp;amp;- He was like guessing how much I got. &amp;amp;- I kept shaking my head when the marks he guessed got lower and lower to the extent of him saying, Jialats alr. --" &amp;amp;- Daddy seems to allow me to get my new pair of spectacles. Bwahahahs! Let's see how it goes again, :D &amp;amp;- FYI, I do wear spectacles, (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmms, slacked alil, read afew slides, watched tv, online-ing. &amp;amp;- This thought came by. What I want to work in my future? What's my passion and am I working towards it? &amp;amp;- I doubt I can answer those questions straight away. I don't know why. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some goals for meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee, please.&lt;br /&gt;1. Save up my allowance to get myself a HTC touch Pro2, :D&lt;br /&gt;2. Save up my allowance till 1000bucks, (:&lt;br /&gt;3. Get my desired GPA for my Sem test (well, it's just weeks away.)&lt;br /&gt;4. Get something done to my hair.&lt;br /&gt;5. Use part of my allowance to learn piano (wonder if daddy allows.)&lt;br /&gt;6. Get some retail therapy doneeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. Bwahahahs!&lt;br /&gt;7. To catch up with my 9other supergilfs sooooooooooooon! D:&lt;br /&gt;8. Get a part-time job, (:&lt;br /&gt;9. To be friendly enough. Hahahs! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehs, I find the last one very lmaos, --"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyways, Happy Birthday, YuPing! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-8075646624839429740?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/8075646624839429740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-shall-set-some-goals-and-work-towards.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/8075646624839429740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/8075646624839429740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-shall-set-some-goals-and-work-towards.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-1983189445568808635</id><published>2009-06-27T14:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T15:02:10.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;How I wish I can do some shopping now, D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Oh, well. Someone's going to nag at me. Bwahahahs! So gna to be stuck at home today cause I'm not sure whether Daddy's going to bring me out for dinner or what nor did I went to Boy's house to study. Boos! Sorry, boy. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally cut my fingernails and threw my clothes into washing machine. Bwahahahs! I'm so-going to handwash those clothes tomorrow. --" What a mundane weekend ehs, D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to get some stuffs done, and glue myself to that table and chair. Grrr! I'm wishing for a bigger table, a bigger memory space in my brainy and a much more clever HuiXin, :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;- This post makes no sense. FYI, :D&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;-&amp;amp;- I got a nice son who gave me 3 virtual pressies, (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;PeiLing: Hahahs, okays lahs. Relax, chill! :D&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth: Sorry, Papa, ):&lt;br /&gt;Linda: Sureeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee, (:&lt;br /&gt;ShaoChun: Sorry, Yeye, ):&lt;br /&gt;JunJie: Shutup lahs, ): Wait till got real fire, see who run for his life first. Bwahahahs, --"&lt;br /&gt;Myra: Hahahs, you confirm got people pull you and run de. Bwahahahs, --"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-1983189445568808635?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/1983189445568808635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-i-wish-i-can-do-some-shopping-now-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/1983189445568808635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/1983189445568808635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-i-wish-i-can-do-some-shopping-now-d.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-4090565283608078776</id><published>2009-06-26T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T22:14:06.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I thought I changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Now I realised, I didn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, well. Day started with me waking up early, D: SC gave me morning call, and I woke up at the fourth call. Hehehs, went back to sleep again. &amp;amp;- Finally woke up with boyf called, :D While preparing, K and P called me. Lols, :D Am I that piggy to you guys? D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met boyf and off to school. Grrr. I went school early because there's a workshop for us to attend, --" Learnt quite a number of stuffs from there. Took some photos! :D Hehehs. Post them either tomorrow or Sunday (im alil lazy right now). Dozed off during workshop, --" Some of them dozed off too. It's not that it's boring, it's just that we are tired, I THINK. Lols. Lunched, then BBFin tutorial. Grrr! I sweared I'm so afraid when the fire alarm went RINGGGGGGGGGGG! --" Both Myra and I were like so damn scared. Cause, I still don't want die. --" Lmaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Kenneth: Hahahs. Hmms, that's true. Sacrifice alil' and get to meet them. Lols. :D Ehs, no more le lohs. See I monday want to emo anots, :D&lt;br /&gt;Justin: Lols.&lt;br /&gt;PeiLing: Cause you hurt me! D: Hahahs! Kidding, (:&lt;br /&gt;HuiShan: Miss you too! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;- HuiXin is so sad because LimYi won her in RC.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-4090565283608078776?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/4090565283608078776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-thought-i-changed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/4090565283608078776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/4090565283608078776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-thought-i-changed.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-5695392056841359147</id><published>2009-06-24T21:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T21:10:19.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The half-heartedly smile, is it right to say that?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww! GRRRRRRRRRRRRRR! D: I hate it a lot, --"&lt;br /&gt;If sleeping helps, I will just sleep all day. --"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm blogging to reply tags. Bwahahahs! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin: Huhs, don't want lahs. I know you aren't that cruel. :D Lols, he help me for?&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth: Yes, let's gooooooooooooo out again. HuiXin wants to go out! :D Ehs, waste money sehs. But then, if I recall the some scenes, they are rather funny. HAHAHS! Nopes, not emo-ing le, I think.&lt;br /&gt;ChitWan: Hahahs! No problem, :D&lt;br /&gt;ShaoChun: GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I would prefer to have friends instead of strangers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-5695392056841359147?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/5695392056841359147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/half-heartedly-smile-is-it-right-to-say.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/5695392056841359147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/5695392056841359147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/half-heartedly-smile-is-it-right-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-4178485694884427859</id><published>2009-06-24T14:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T14:31:10.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;In Pain, D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I hate those days. They simply ruin my day. ):&lt;br /&gt;Whoever can make it go, I will love the person tons. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Seeing what you have typed, it seems that what you told me wasnt true enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-4178485694884427859?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/4178485694884427859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/in-pain-d-i-swear-i-hate-those-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/4178485694884427859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/4178485694884427859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/in-pain-d-i-swear-i-hate-those-days.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-6500408705448374940</id><published>2009-06-23T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T22:37:16.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm way too blurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr, D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freak! Finally, I know how to do my PRSP Assignment (i think). Yet, I downloaded it to the wrong place. &amp;amp;- I got to move it to the right place. &amp;amp;- IT'S TAKING A FREAKING LONG TIME, --" Nonono. It's left with around 7minutes. Haiyo. I'm not going to do it tonight. I'm having headache. Grrr! Patricia, you passed your headache virus to me. Thanks ah! Lols, I'm just kidding. --"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cousy said im crazy, cause i was emo-ing for last night. and im crazy for today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-6500408705448374940?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/6500408705448374940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-way-too-blurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/6500408705448374940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/6500408705448374940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-way-too-blurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr-d.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-7575744917775502456</id><published>2009-06-22T23:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T23:12:17.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;That small lil'girl.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. I seems to be lost in that cave. Trying my best to stop all those lil' droplets to rain, trying to be an independent one to get out of that place. Yet, an earthquake came. Those heavy rocks dropped, and I'm trapped. They are on me right now. I can't seems to shake them off, I can't help myself out of that mess. Cause, they are way too heavy for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-7575744917775502456?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/7575744917775502456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/that-small-lilgirl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/7575744917775502456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/7575744917775502456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/that-small-lilgirl.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-5669372067673065011</id><published>2009-06-21T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T23:34:57.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Papa's Day! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. thcrazylil'girl wishes all daddies in the world a happy Papa's day! :D Hope you daddies enjoy yourselves today, (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm supposed to accompany Dad for dinner. Ended up eating with Boy instead, :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today started with me meeting Boy for lunch at Kovan. Blur Vivien didn't tell me that the venue has changed to Rivervale Mall instead. GRRR! Hahahs, nevermind. At least, I found something that I have been looking for long, :D Not long actually. But, I want it to be able to share 2names that-kind-of-thing. So, yeah. Lunched then off to meet them, (: &amp;amp;- I bought my iweekly. Woots! Got my Kim Hyun Joon sehs, --"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to Compass Point's starbucks after that. My main purpose was to do revision! Yet, Boy's nintendo DS is way too attractive alr, ): Hahahs. But I did wrote some stuffs down, okays. :D LimYi and Vivien went off first, while Boy and I went Bishan to get my stuffs. Oh, I bought my sandals like oh-so-finally. Hehehs, (: But, Boy disallows me to get that adidas jacket and that adidas shoes. Cause he said I got 2jackets at home and 1of them was not even 6months old. ): Sobs. Arghs, nevermind. I will just save that bucks up and get myself a nintendo DS. &amp;amp;- He did say something about lending me his, --" NONONO! I want mine, pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;PeiLing: My classmate.&lt;br /&gt;Justin: Gross. Not me, definitely.&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth: Go where again? HUHS? You watched second time? --"&lt;br /&gt;Bryon: Hahahs. It's like, the sound effect very loud. Then the screen so big. --" I sit in the center row somemore. Ohmygod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I felt so stressful out of sudden. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-5669372067673065011?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/5669372067673065011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-papas-day-d-yeah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/5669372067673065011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/5669372067673065011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-papas-day-d-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-8709118957444677369</id><published>2009-06-20T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T23:58:42.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The 4idiots spent 40bucks to scare themselves, :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahs! VivoCity-ed with cousys today, :D Board the same train with ShiQi, and both of us didn't know till I messaged her. Hahahs! KitGuan reached the earliest, around 4.10pm. HAHAHS! WeiHan came, then Sharon came. Watched the movie 'Drag me to hell'. Damn, K and SQ's idea. Nonsense. Am I going to get scolded if Justin sees this? I wonder. Hahahs, craps. Freaky scary. But there's one spoiler sitting in front of us. Cause the spoiler was telling his/her friends when is the scary parts and when is not the scary parts. Hahahs, something good for K and me. LOLOLOLOLS! But we were all screaming/covering our eyes and ears/busy messaging/etc. &amp;amp;- K pinched me out of sudden! --" &amp;amp;- K's bag gave me a scare, --"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S went off while we were watching movie, ): Nevermind, I hope that there will be one outing that all of us could attend and have lots of fun ehs, :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HuiXin says, she is soooooooooooo going to get either a sling bag or shoulder bag, a sandals, that adidas jacket and that adidas shoes. Either of those, I hope. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;SinWee: Tagged, :D&lt;br /&gt;Justin: Wow. Seaweed and rice? Inside my stomach, :D&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth: Damn, you are making me hungry. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-8709118957444677369?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/8709118957444677369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/4idiots-spent-40bucks-to-scare.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/8709118957444677369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/8709118957444677369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/4idiots-spent-40bucks-to-scare.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-4247381729004802510</id><published>2009-06-20T00:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T01:14:23.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Quiz timeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee, (:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) The person who asked me to do.&lt;br /&gt;* RuiJia, :D&lt;br /&gt;2.) Your relationship with him or her.&lt;br /&gt;* She's one of my SuperGirlfs, (:&lt;br /&gt;3.) Your first impression on him/her.&lt;br /&gt;* Quiet? I got to know her when I'm in Sec1?&lt;br /&gt;4.) Your most memorable moment with him/her?&lt;br /&gt;* Let me recall. Hmms, probably those fun things we had in Secondary School, (:&lt;br /&gt;5.) The most memorable thing you said to him/her?&lt;br /&gt;* Anggggggggggg! I also don't know lehs.&lt;br /&gt;6.) If him/her becomes your lover?&lt;br /&gt;* Neither of us is lesiban. We are straight, :D&lt;br /&gt;7.) If him/her becomes your lover , what would you like him/her to improve on?&lt;br /&gt;* I don't think there is such a possiblity, so don't need bahs.&lt;br /&gt;8.) If him/her becomes your enemy , what will you do ?&lt;br /&gt;* What should I do?&lt;br /&gt;9.) If him/her becomes your enemy , what will be the reason ?&lt;br /&gt;* She snatching away all the winniethpoohs! GRRRRRRRRRRR!&lt;br /&gt;10.) The most desired thing you want to do for her/him now are:&lt;br /&gt;* What's on your wishlist, babe?&lt;br /&gt;11.) Your overall impression on her/him:&lt;br /&gt;* Ang, ang, ang! Hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;12.) The characteristic you love most about yourself:&lt;br /&gt;* Ers, the sometimes crazy virus?&lt;br /&gt;13.) The characteristic you hate most about yourself:&lt;br /&gt;* My stupid-ness, laziness, blur-ness.&lt;br /&gt;14.) The most ideal person you want to be is :&lt;br /&gt;* thcrazylil'girl, :D&lt;br /&gt;15.) For people that care and like you, say something to them:&lt;br /&gt;* You guys are been loved by meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! :D&lt;br /&gt;16.) Pass this quiz to 10 people who you want to know how they feel about you:&lt;br /&gt;1) ShiQi, (:&lt;br /&gt;2) Vivien, (:&lt;br /&gt;3) Lydia, (:&lt;br /&gt;4) Sharlene, (:&lt;br /&gt;5) Cecilia, (:&lt;br /&gt;6) Linda, (:&lt;br /&gt;7) Esther, (:&lt;br /&gt;8) Kenneth, (:&lt;br /&gt;9) Myra, (:&lt;br /&gt;10) ShaoChun, (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.) Who is 6 having a relationship with? -Linda.&lt;br /&gt;* Ers, Daryl? If my memory didn't fail me.&lt;br /&gt;18.) Is 9 a male or female? -Myra.&lt;br /&gt;* Female.&lt;br /&gt;19.) If 7 and 10 were together, would it be a good thing? -Esther, ShaoChun.&lt;br /&gt;* I will definitely go HUHS!? Cause they don't know each other?&lt;br /&gt;20.) What is 2 studying at the moment? -Vivien.&lt;br /&gt;* Ers, something related to management. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;21.) When was the last time you had a chat with 3? -Lydia.&lt;br /&gt;* Erms, that day when she came over to meet Vivien and I?&lt;br /&gt;22.) What kind of music does 8 like? -Kenneth.&lt;br /&gt;* Some chinese songs.&lt;br /&gt;23.) Does 1 have any siblings? -ShiQi.&lt;br /&gt;* Yups, 2 of them.&lt;br /&gt;24.) Will you woo number 3? -Lydia.&lt;br /&gt;* No.&lt;br /&gt;25.) How about 7? -Esther.&lt;br /&gt;* No.&lt;br /&gt;26.) Is 4 single? -Sharlene.&lt;br /&gt;* Yups, I think. Where's my daddy huhs? ):&lt;br /&gt;27.) What's the surname of 5? -Cecilia.&lt;br /&gt;* Tay.&lt;br /&gt;28.) What's the hobby of 5?&lt;br /&gt;* Collecting stuffs related to Duckie, :D&lt;br /&gt;29.) Do 5 and 9 get along well. -Cecilia, Myra.&lt;br /&gt;* Doubt they know each other bahs.&lt;br /&gt;30.) Where is 2 studying at? -Vivien.&lt;br /&gt;* Republic Poly.&lt;br /&gt;31.) Say something casual about your eyes :&lt;br /&gt;* It's not that big, --"&lt;br /&gt;32.) Have you tried developing feelings for 5? -Cecilia.&lt;br /&gt;* Hahahs, --"&lt;br /&gt;33.) What colours does 4 like? -Sharlene.&lt;br /&gt;* Do you still like orange?&lt;br /&gt;34.) Are 5 and 1 good friends? -ShiQi, Cecilia.&lt;br /&gt;* No.&lt;br /&gt;35.) Does 7 like 2? -Esther, Vivien.&lt;br /&gt;* Duh!&lt;br /&gt;36.) How did you get to know 2? -Vivien&lt;br /&gt;* Classmates for Secondary 1 and 2, (:&lt;br /&gt;37.) Does 1 have any pets? -ShiQi&lt;br /&gt;* Nopes.&lt;br /&gt;38.) Is 7 the sexiest person in the world? -Esther&lt;br /&gt;* Can say so? Everyone is sexy, hahahs! :D&lt;br /&gt;39.) How is 4 related to you? -Sharlene&lt;br /&gt;* Mummy, (:&lt;br /&gt;40.)Describe 4.&lt;br /&gt;* Cheerful, (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know what? I think I did this test before, --"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-4247381729004802510?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/4247381729004802510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/quiz-timeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/4247381729004802510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/4247381729004802510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/quiz-timeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee-1.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-3764748231320361993</id><published>2009-06-19T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T00:17:55.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A small lil' gathering, (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's main purposes are to excerise and celebrating both Eugene's (belated) and Michelle's (advanced) birthday. Hahahs. Met them after their badminton game. HuiXin is alil' lazy to play. HAHAHAHAHAHS! --" Whatever. Met Adeline, Alden, Justin and XuanZheng first, cause Kenneth, Patricia and ShaoChun went home to bath. Hmms, walked around and got Michelle a big slice of cake. It's rather big. Played 7UP at there was abit too hyper. 24 has become the UP alr, --" Due to HuiXin's virus. Ohya, do take note that it's 24! HAHAHS! :D Blackouts happened, and we continued our 7UP game, --" That's when I got my forfeit. Anyways, our forfeit is just to eat a big mouth of cake, not really one big mouth. Eugene didn't joined us, ): The rest also, ): Nevermind, there will be one fine day when all of us get to go out together, :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Kenneth: Hahahs. Sureeeeeeeeeee, :D&lt;br /&gt;Justin: So, what did you choose?&lt;br /&gt;Alden: NONONO! HuiXin is not going to do so. Hahahs. It's just some kind of joke.&lt;br /&gt;Zakiah: Hahahs, not bad. Nevermind, there's still some other days. Around half of the class, I think? Hahahs. Visit RuiJia's blog for more info, (:&lt;br /&gt;RuiJia: Sure, :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-3764748231320361993?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/3764748231320361993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/small-lil-gathering-todays-main.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/3764748231320361993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/3764748231320361993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/small-lil-gathering-todays-main.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-6396126623497758930</id><published>2009-06-19T01:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T01:20:01.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4eb's class gathering/BBQ&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk133/huixin_/huixin-ruijia.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meetup with RuiJia before meeting the rest at the pit. Abrel, Ivan, Jaslin, Jocelyn, Larry, YiMing, ZhanLe, ZhiKai and Zul were already there (i hope i didnt miss out anyone). The rest came after that. Aww. I would say that everyone (or perhaps almost everyone) has changed, even the tiny lil' bit of changes is there. Hahahs. Let's meetup again with the rest of the class and Mrs.Tan, :D Seriously speaking, I wonder how is she right now. After my class graduated, I wonder if there's still any naughty class that is making her angry like almost everyday, --" I hope not! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Vivien: Nonono! I'm going to study schooling again. Somehow or rather, I don't wish to go school. I mean study, --" Meetup soooooooooooooooooooooon, :D&lt;br /&gt;Justin: --"&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth: Meow! --" I hope so, :D&lt;br /&gt;Zakiah: Yes, I went.&lt;br /&gt;ShaoChun: Hahahs. My friend sent me that email.&lt;br /&gt;SinWee: Hellos! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmms, next outing that I'm anticipating is the outing with my girlfs! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P.S: I got a weird yeye who msg-ed me during BBQ, hahahs. you know who you are.)&lt;br /&gt;(P.P.S: Do add sugar to your pillow in order to get sweeeeeeeeeeeeeet dreams. HAHAHS!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;amp;- im worrying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-6396126623497758930?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/6396126623497758930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/4ebs-class-gatheringbbq-meetup-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/6396126623497758930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/6396126623497758930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/4ebs-class-gatheringbbq-meetup-with.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-8984666429903669256</id><published>2009-06-17T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T01:04:31.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The princess for the day, :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CeciliaTay, (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KI8kQXeE070/SjpzDq6S6iI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Mr0Bq5TO4Q0/s1600-h/PICT1396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348714014351485474" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KI8kQXeE070/SjpzDq6S6iI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Mr0Bq5TO4Q0/s320/PICT1396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy birthday to the girl above, :D Yes, she's Cecilia, one of my SuperGirlf, I tell you. Wishing you a very very happy birthday, and I do hope that you enjoy your day, (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp;- Let's really meetup sooooooooooooooooooon. It's so going to happen, I know! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(sorry for the late update ehs.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-8984666429903669256?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/8984666429903669256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/princess-for-day-d-ceciliatay-happy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/8984666429903669256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/8984666429903669256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/princess-for-day-d-ceciliatay-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KI8kQXeE070/SjpzDq6S6iI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Mr0Bq5TO4Q0/s72-c/PICT1396.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3816661462046799414.post-7783764601438923973</id><published>2009-06-16T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T22:50:17.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HuiXin says, she's not going to enter lift if there's any cats beside her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighs, something funny/cruel/evil/whatever happened. Damn, I forgot the point of she being pregnant. I just hope that I'm doing a good deed by allowing her to get out of the lift at that level and she's able to find a quiet spot to give birth, :/ &amp;amp;- Thankyou, boyf for accompanying me to take lift just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day started with me oversleeping, --" Made boyf waited for me around 45mins. Hahahs, he's right. I can be punctual when I'm meeting my friends (sometimes) but never with him, :D Collected the bunky mail and off for lunch. Saw Charmaine cousy and her friends. SHE WAS SHOCKED TO SEE ME THERE, AND TO THE POINT OF SLOW REACTION! --" I waved to her, and Tricia waved back. Yet, she stood there and in a state of shock, --"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bus-ed to Bugis, watched Ghost of the Girlfriend's past, :D Rather funny and alil' touching. Off to Bugis street. Shopped, :D Off to Bugis Junction, met Alishia. Ers, no. Boyf heard her voice before we got to meet her. She speaks loudly. *evil grins* Had dinner, then back to Bugis Street again. Wanted to buy my belt. Boyf bought his pants. Oh, I got my whiteeeeeeeeee blazer alr, :D Boyf paid half for me. Bwahahs! Loves, &lt;3s!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow: going back school, :D&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: 4eb's BBQ, :D&lt;br /&gt;Friday: lunchie with c242 and OLs, :D&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: outing with cousys, :D&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: FATHER'S DAY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Kenneth: Yeah, it got even worser today. Hahahs, nevermind. School's starting soon. Doubt I got the time to go shopping on weekdays. :D&lt;br /&gt;Justin: Good question. Probably 200plus alr, --" &amp;amp;- What dummy lahs, nonsense!&lt;br /&gt;JunJie: Ehs, not from ole lahs, dumb. Confirm you haven't download, rights?&lt;br /&gt;Zakiah: Boooooooooooooooooos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;amp;- it's been quiet a long time since we took pictures together, aww, ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-7783764601438923973?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/7783764601438923973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/huixin-says-shes-not-going-to-enter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/7783764601438923973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/7783764601438923973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/huixin-says-shes-not-going-to-enter.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-6057625958712264732</id><published>2009-06-15T00:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T00:52:49.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My shopping list, :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeeeeeehs! Dinner with Dad and Grandma (again) at Dad's favourite place, --" Ajisen! I love blue coral soda, :D Yums yums! It's &lt;3, I tell you. Anyways, I have just suffered another "injury". There goes my bucks to get myself a backpack! Hehehs, (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohmygod, --" I shouldn't have gone out at all, ): I spotted one adidas jacket, one pair of purple/pink adidas shoes and one pair of converse sneakers. Damn damn damn! I should be locked at home for a period of time in order to recover from my injuries. LOLOLOLOLS! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;- I still want:&lt;br /&gt;Monday to Sunday Tees, :D&lt;br /&gt;A pair of sandals, :D&lt;br /&gt;Shoulder bag, :D&lt;br /&gt;Sling bag, :D&lt;br /&gt;Clothes, :D&lt;br /&gt;Blazer(probably not!), :D&lt;br /&gt;And manymany more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ohmygod, im like so greedy. --")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;- DOWNLOADING STUFFS FOR PHP IS REALLY TROUBLESOME, I TELL YOU. They state there download a file, and I don't know which file to download. How cool is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin: Hahahs! :D&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth: That person confirm is you, :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-6057625958712264732?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/6057625958712264732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-shopping-list-d-weeeeeeehs-dinner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/6057625958712264732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/6057625958712264732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-shopping-list-d-weeeeeeehs-dinner.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-8099661697147644676</id><published>2009-06-15T00:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T00:34:27.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Things that girls don't realise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;An email forwarded to me by Vivien Boyf, &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahs. &amp;amp;- It's totally craps to me, --" I find it funny. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Guys are more emotional than you think, if they loved you at one point, it'll take them a lot longer than you think to let you go, and it hurts every second that they try.&lt;br /&gt;2. Guys may be flirting around all day, but before they go to sleep, they always think about the girl they truly care about.&lt;br /&gt;3. Guys go crazy over a girl's smile.&lt;br /&gt;4. Guys will do anything just to get you to notice him.&lt;br /&gt;5. Guys hate it when you talk about your ex-boyfriend or ex love-interest. Unless they're going for the let-her-complain-to-you-and-then-have-her-realize-how-wonderful-and-nice-you-are method.&lt;br /&gt;6. A guy who likes you wants to be the only guy you talk to.&lt;br /&gt;7. Boyfriends need to be reassured often that they're still loved.&lt;br /&gt;8. Guys don't care how gorgeous you are, if you're a bitch Goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;9. Giving a guy a hanging message like 'You know what?!..uh...nevermind..' would make him jump to a conclusion that is far from what you are thinking. And he'll assume he did something wrong and he'll obsess about it trying to figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;10. Girls are guys' weaknesses.&lt;br /&gt;11. Guys are very open about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;12. If a guy tells you about his problems, he just needs someone to listen to him. You don't need to give advice.&lt;br /&gt;13. A usual act that proves that the guy likes you is when he teases you.&lt;br /&gt;14. Guys love you more than you love them.&lt;br /&gt;15. Guys use words like hot or cute to describe girls. They rarely use beautiful or gorgeous. If a guy uses that, he loves you or likes you a whole hell of a lot.&lt;br /&gt;16. No matter how much guys talk about butts and boobs, personality is key.&lt;br /&gt;17. Guys worry about the thin line between being compassionate and being whipped.&lt;br /&gt;18. Guys think WAY too much. One small thing a girl does, even if she doesn't notice it can make the guy think about it for hours, trying to figure out what it meant.&lt;br /&gt;19. If the guy does something stupid in front of the girl, he will think about it for the next couple days or until the next time he spends time with the girl.&lt;br /&gt;20. If a guy looks unusually calm and laid back, he's probably faking it and is spazzing inside.&lt;br /&gt;21. When a guy says he is going crazy about the girl, he really is. Guys rarely say that.&lt;br /&gt;22. When a guy asks you to leave him alone, he's just actually saying, 'Please come and listen to me.&lt;br /&gt;23. If a guy starts to talk seriously, listen to him. It doesn't happen that often, so when it does, you know something's up.&lt;br /&gt;24. When a guy tells you that you are beautiful, don't say you aren't. It makes them want to stop telling you because they don't want you to disagree with them.&lt;br /&gt;25. When a guy looks at you for longer than a second, he's definitely thinking something.&lt;br /&gt;26. A guy has more problems than you can see with your naked eyes.&lt;br /&gt;27. Don't be a snob. Guys can be intimidated and give up easily.&lt;br /&gt;28. Guys talk about girls more than girls talk about guys.&lt;br /&gt;29. Guys really think that girls are strange and have unpredictable decisions and are MAD confusing but somehow are drawn even more to them.&lt;br /&gt;30. A guy would give his right nut to be able to read a girl's mind for a day.&lt;br /&gt;31. No guy can handle all his problems on his own. He's just too stubborn to admit it.&lt;br /&gt;32. Not all guys are jerks. Just because ONE is a jackass doesn't mean he represents ALL of them.&lt;br /&gt;33. They love it when girls talk about their boobs. haha it's true..&lt;br /&gt;34. When a guy hits your butt it means that he wants you sexually&lt;br /&gt;35. Even if they refuse it all guys are ticklish on the ribs.&lt;br /&gt;36. Guys love neck rubs and if he lets you keep doing it ..it means that he really likes you or his neck really hurts.&lt;br /&gt;37. When a guy sacrifices his sleep and health just to be with you, he really likes you and wants to be with you as much as possible.&lt;br /&gt;38. Even if you dump a guy months ago and he loved you he probably still does and if he had one wish it would be you to come back into his life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-8099661697147644676?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/8099661697147644676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/things-that-girls-dont-realise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/8099661697147644676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/8099661697147644676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/things-that-girls-dont-realise.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-4285218245903632523</id><published>2009-06-14T16:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T16:18:35.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sometimes, it's just the actions turn me off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when you know there's so much to do, yet you feel sick of doing.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to leave them aside, doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to push everything aside, doing unimportant stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;When things start to pile up, you start to regret.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;- All you wish is, alil' more time.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;- All you want is, alil' more help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now, what I want is to know what I'm supposed to do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-4285218245903632523?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/4285218245903632523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/sometimes-its-just-actions-turn-me-off.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/4285218245903632523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/4285218245903632523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/sometimes-its-just-actions-turn-me-off.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-404333050380449881</id><published>2009-06-13T22:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T22:26:49.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YOU Sucks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I swear you do, :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghs! I pushed my outing with cousys, to next week, just to go out with my Mummy today, --" Sorry, cousys! D: Didn't get anything I wanted. Just some facial stuffs. Damn, I swear I hate THOSE UGLY ACNES/SCARS/PIMPLES/MARKS on my FACE! Whichever are they, I want a clean and smooth face, please! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw ChuanHo just now, LOLOLOLOLS! Surprised, yes I am, (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww! I got a cousy nicknamed CKG, (: You know who you are, bro. &amp;amp;- He's totally crazy about his hermit crabs and rainbow crab. Be careful on 5th July! You may find something missing, maybe not ehs? :D *evil grins* Bwahahahs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Justin: I try not to. Hahahs! Cause I didn't know the meaning. Then I go search lohs, then nothing to update, jiu update about it lohs. :D&lt;br /&gt;JunJie: Nopes! Reason stated above, (: Hahahs, you packed your notes? Or you didn't print all of them? LOLOLOLOLS! :D&lt;br /&gt;Myra: Hahahs! :D&lt;br /&gt;Alden: Hot pink!? --"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm hoping that my future husband will never be like him. I will kick his butt if he does things like him. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-404333050380449881?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/404333050380449881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-sucks-i-swear-you-do-d-arghs-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/404333050380449881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/404333050380449881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-sucks-i-swear-you-do-d-arghs-i.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-2563567782327830617</id><published>2009-06-12T23:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T23:44:21.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pink roses for me, please! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pink roses have a rich history that comes with being &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;one of the longest existing roses&lt;/span&gt; known to us - in fact, pink roses have even been depicted in some of the earliest known pieces of art. When roses first began to be cultivated, the majority of them existed in various shades of pink, from the palest pink to the deepest crimson. Prior to that, pink roses were the dominant species among wild roses, and were&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; likely among the earliest roses to evolve&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;In time, discoveries of new rose species and the development of modern hybridization techniques would introduce many new colors of roses. Also introduced at this time were roses with the ability to bloom repeatedly throughout the year. This was a significant development, as earlier garden roses would typically only bloom once a year. As more colors and types of roses entered the palette, each began to take on their own meanings. So too, did the meaning of the pink rose become more refined.&lt;br /&gt;Above all, roses are &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;a symbol for love and gratitude&lt;/span&gt;. As the pink rose&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; was the most prevalent among the old garden roses, it was most strongly associated with these sentiments&lt;/span&gt;. While different roses may have more specific meanings, these are still the underlying message of any color rose. Pink roses also now &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;carry a connotation of grace and elegance&lt;/span&gt;, as well as &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;sweetness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;and poetic romance.&lt;/span&gt; Different shades of pink also carry their own significance. Dark pink roses are &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;symbolic of gratitude and appreciation&lt;/span&gt;, and are a traditional way to send a message of thanks. Light pink roses are &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;associated with gentleness and admiration&lt;/span&gt;, and can also be used as an expression of sympathy.&lt;br /&gt;With the many ways in which they can be used to express a range of meanings, pink roses continue to maintain their popularity. The beautiful appearance and fragrance so strongly associated with roses in general, as well as their symbolic importance, can be traced back to the pink rose. While much has changed over the years, pink roses have consistently held their place of prominence in the world of flowers. Today, pink roses enjoy their own unique position representing elegance and refinement, as well as communicating thanks and admiration. The recipient of an arrangement of pink roses is sure to feel appreciated and special. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Credits: &lt;a href="http://www.proflowers.com/flowerguide/rosemeanings_dir_pinkrose-meanings.aspx"&gt;http://www.proflowers.com/flowerguide/rosemeanings_dir_pinkrose-meanings.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahs! Myra loveeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeees white roses and HuiXin loveeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeees pink roses, :D What about the rest, ehs? (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-2563567782327830617?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/2563567782327830617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/pink-roses-for-me-please-d-pink-roses.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/2563567782327830617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/2563567782327830617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/pink-roses-for-me-please-d-pink-roses.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-2880219148157187500</id><published>2009-06-11T23:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T23:25:01.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Shop, shop, shop! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current damage: 110bucks, &amp;amp;- that excludes my meals expenses! :D Hahahs. At least, I'm happy with my stuffs, (: I don't mind at all. Woots! But, I got to do some saving real soon (again!). Enjoyed myself today. Thankyou, (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Bryon: Hahahs! Start packing! GOGOGO! :D&lt;br /&gt;JocelynLee: Yes, thankyou for the surprise, --"&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth: HAHAHS! Nevermind about the spam. Not purposely de jiu okays lahs, :D Ehs, I tell you the reasons alr lohs, :D&lt;br /&gt;Justin: Ask someone else instead, (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I can't keep people's mouth from shutting up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But I can choose to ignore and live my own life, (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Cause, they are being childish enough, :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-2880219148157187500?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/2880219148157187500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/shop-shop-shop-d-current-damage.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/2880219148157187500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/2880219148157187500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/shop-shop-shop-d-current-damage.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-4548123794536688523</id><published>2009-06-10T17:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T17:16:11.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I WANT FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD! D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww! 1 plate of chicken chop with idontknowwhat sauce at 2pm. &amp;amp;- It's 5.12pm right now! MY STOMACH IS HUNGRY ONCE AGAIN! ): I'm so sad. Off for dinner later, woots! Currently in school's library to get our Statement of Work done and our Problem Matrix done. Yet, I'm here blogging, HEHEHS! I don't know what to do lahs. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm craving for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sakae Sushiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Seoul Gardeeeeeeeeeeen!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Aijiseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeen!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Long John Silveeeeeeeer! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shopping Spreeeeeeeeee!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Outing with lovelieeeees! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohmy! I'm making myself more and more hungry alr, aww! D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-4548123794536688523?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/4548123794536688523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-want-foooooooooooooooooooood-d-aww-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/4548123794536688523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/4548123794536688523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-want-foooooooooooooooooooood-d-aww-1.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-2526646488768592895</id><published>2009-06-09T16:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T16:53:05.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ohmygod!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A couple of months, and that's sucha big changes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeeeeeehs! I'm done with packing of my notes, :D Everything neaty filed inside my ring file, (: Stuck at home today, ): Aunt brought niece, Dayne, over t my house just now. Ers, I think they have just left? Cause I can't hear her crying anymore. I almost cant recognised her at all. At first, I still thought is a guy. Then, I remembered that 1st cousy's wifey gave birth to a girl, --" Okays, Lewin is much more cute. I don't know why, :/ Hahahs! &amp;amp;- in sucha short period of time (around 3months), Dayne seems to be growing so fast? Maybe, it's my fault, cause I don't see her much either. --"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either CKG is pranking me or he's really outside with his friends doing projects, --" I just got the feeling that he is pranking me, --"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Zakiah: Hahahs! Have fun ehs. LOLOLOLOLS! I wish you goodluck for no reason? For what? --"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;HuiXin says: I want to get either my excel done or part of my revision done. :D HOPEFULLY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-2526646488768592895?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/2526646488768592895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/ohmygod-couple-of-months-and-thats.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/2526646488768592895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/2526646488768592895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/ohmygod-couple-of-months-and-thats.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-85376960031632103</id><published>2009-06-08T20:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T20:20:06.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A simple message with a simple meaning, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It gave me the answer to whether it was true or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back from Hougang Mall, :D Accompanied Vivien to Polyclinic, (: Catch up with her alil' was fun. Talking from relationship to friends to school life, aww! What else did we left out? Off to Hougang Mall to find Cecilia's pressie. Didn't find any suitable ones, ): Went Mac to slack and had our dinner, (: Lydia came to find us and chat again. Woots! :D Off to Popular to get my stuffs and went our own ways. Thankyou, Vivien, for accompanying me to wait for my bus, &lt;3s!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohoh, I saw JocelynLee, Ms Faezah, YiMing and idontknowhisname today. Going out with Vivien = get to meet your seldom-meet friends. LOLOLOLOLS! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Alden: Hahahs! Do your projects then. :D&lt;br /&gt;Justin: Hahahs. TermTest ehs, confirm die die de lohs, :D Ers, hehehs. I lazy to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i dont know what to say. but it just proves that what im been told dont seems real enough. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-85376960031632103?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/85376960031632103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/simple-message-with-simple-meaning-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/85376960031632103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/85376960031632103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/simple-message-with-simple-meaning-it.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-8691618957163858209</id><published>2009-06-07T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T23:30:22.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I want go shopping! D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okays, I have been complaining/saying/telling/screaming/shouting to Boy, KitGuan, Patricia, ShiQi and Vivien that I WANT TO GO SHOPPING. Hahahs, I did my fair bit of shopping today, at 77th street. Aww! I bought myself a new wallet and something else. I don't know why. But, I'm guessing that I did some BBQ-ing to my black billabong wallet and it seems to be dying soon. Its outer layer seems to be dropping black lil' thingy. I don't know what's that, but I just felt irritated by it, --" Had dinner and homed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alden: Nopes! I finished the whole series le. Any drama to intro? :D&lt;br /&gt;Zakiah: Ehs, how can you not miss me!? ): Sighs, disappointed. D: Cause I thought you want to be CI? So I said goodluck to you? As in, a good way. Not the bad way you posted. --" You should tell the one who created this blogskin instead.&lt;br /&gt;Myra: Hahahs. You should said it to the one who created this blogskin. I did nothing to it but editing! --"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I get the topshop's blazer or not? ShiQi and WeiHan said not that nice, D: Think, think, think!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-8691618957163858209?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/8691618957163858209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-want-go-shopping-d-okays-i-have-been.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/8691618957163858209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/8691618957163858209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-want-go-shopping-d-okays-i-have-been.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-450243668666868011</id><published>2009-06-06T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T23:21:18.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ouch, Ouch, Ouch! --"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woots! Out to Kallang Leisure Park then to idontknowwhere then to Heeren with 7 lovelies from c242. They are Adeline, Alden, Justin, Myra, Patricia, ShaoChun and XuanZheng. :D 2hours of ice skating, &amp;amp;- I fell down once. Hitting both the back part of my head and my butt! D: Pain, I tell you! Almost wanted to cry, I swear. I learnt my lesson not to go too fast and to protect my head if I'm going to fall next time, (: Not only me, the rest had the taste of falling too. :D Hahahs! Was being alil emo/moody while playing arcade. I'm sorry to you guys, sincerely sorry. ): &amp;amp;- I think, I scolded someone for blocking my view, --" Sorry. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played Pool/billard (okays, i still dont know how t differentiate) at idontknowwhere. AhZheng was the one leading us there. Hmms, had lots of fun! :D Saw one of the FBI coursemate there. Ers, I don't know how to spell his name. So, yups. Heeren's Fish &amp;amp;- Co. after that, (: Kenneth came and joined us for dinner. Woots! Cream of mushroom, I swear it's nice, cause it tastes like cream of mushroom soup. --"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for today, nothing much happened? Just that I went Mum's place in the noon, then off to school to meet boy and his friends. Yups, dinner and homed. &amp;amp;- Now, my neck hurts! --"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Kenneth: Will do! :D Let's meet up during holidays too! :D&lt;br /&gt;Justin: Need it? When? When we got back our results?&lt;br /&gt;Eunice: Hellos! :D&lt;br /&gt;Zakiah: Hahahs! Sorry. I don't know? Cause no one organise? Plus, I just start my holiday only. LOLOLOLOLS. Miss me rights? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it just dont feel the same anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;or am i the one thinking way too much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-450243668666868011?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/450243668666868011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/ouch-ouch-ouch-woots-out-to-kallang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/450243668666868011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/450243668666868011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/ouch-ouch-ouch-woots-out-to-kallang.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-5766174002896504521</id><published>2009-06-04T21:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T21:30:05.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ByeBye, TermTest! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah-ness, I'm soooooooooooooooooooooooo happy right now. Cause, my first damn poly termtest has ended idontknowhowmany hours ago (ers, i ended at 11am?) Went to TampinesMall with most of my classmates, :D A total of 12 lovelies from c242, including me, (: The rest stayed in school to play street soccer, --" Lunch at PastaMania, Yums! :D Some of us, (that includes me again, --") went to sit on a kiddy ride, LOLOLOLOLS. Photos are not with me, ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Window shopping, (: Ohmygod! I spotted some items that I'm going to get my hands on, :D ShiQi &amp;amp;- Vivien, let's go shopping! ): Went to meet Mummy &amp;amp;- Co. after that, and homed! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Justin: I'm so sorry to eat you up, hahahs! Hahahs, thanks for accompanying that day. Hahahs, I just got the rest today.&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth: Nonsense lahs, Papa! ): Demoralise me, ): I'm not blur to that extent. Nevermind, I got the rest in my hand alr, I think? BWAHAHAHS! Hahahs, cause I'm spreading my blur virus, so he didn't thought of that. --"&lt;br /&gt;Zakiah: I'm so glad that you know that.&lt;br /&gt;Bryon: Hehehs!&lt;br /&gt;Alden: Nooooooooooooooooo! SC much more naggy!&lt;br /&gt;PeiLing: I think, I'm having school that day. Let you know again? How's your chineses paper?&lt;br /&gt;JunJie: Isn't it a nice thing? :D To have lots of caring classmates? Hehehs, (: Wait till you get full marks then say, :D&lt;br /&gt;Vivien: Let's go out! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST BUT NOT LEAST, THANKYOU, KENNETH, FOR THE WHOLE SERIES OF BOYS OVER FLOWERS! :D Thankyou, papa! (:&lt;br /&gt;(&amp;amp;- that's my reward for studying my termtest, --")&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-5766174002896504521?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/5766174002896504521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/byebye-termtest-d-yeah-ness-im.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/5766174002896504521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/5766174002896504521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/byebye-termtest-d-yeah-ness-im.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-4226479804268400987</id><published>2009-06-03T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T23:04:30.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TermTest, ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DOUBT I CAN PASS MY PRSP, SAS AND TOMORROW'S ISOFUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LaoTianYe, just let me pass my papers please! D:&lt;br /&gt;(no use crying now, it's over. --")&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-4226479804268400987?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/4226479804268400987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/termtest-i-doubt-i-can-pass-my-prsp-sas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/4226479804268400987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/4226479804268400987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/06/termtest-i-doubt-i-can-pass-my-prsp-sas.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-5408163924278304226</id><published>2009-05-30T20:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T20:52:01.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sweaty palms, GRRR! ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A short post on what I have been doing for the past few days, :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thursday:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't feeling well. Thankyou Alden, Bryon, Justin, Myra, ShaoChun and ZhenQuan to accompany me to the clinic. Off to TampinesMall for lunch and walked around before going back to school. Boy sent me home aftermath. Takecares of your feet. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Friday:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BBFin mock test didn't seems like one, --" Made me studied abit, though I still don't know how to do. Freak, how am I going to do well for my term test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Saturday:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, --" Been addicted to Boys over flowers. Freak, ): Haven't revise yet. Shall start after my dinner. That's it, :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth, I want the remaining epsiodes! ):&lt;br /&gt;(tags will be replied late, im so sorry)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-5408163924278304226?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/5408163924278304226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/05/sweaty-palms-grrr-short-post-on-what-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/5408163924278304226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/5408163924278304226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/05/sweaty-palms-grrr-short-post-on-what-i.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-7078112175551529893</id><published>2009-05-27T22:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T22:49:06.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;An informal class excursion, :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KI8kQXeE070/Sh1SGQ9k20I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/xzLd8k2vOqc/s1600-h/my+MM+treat+by+ahzheng.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340515000717204290" style="WIDTH: 277px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KI8kQXeE070/Sh1SGQ9k20I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/xzLd8k2vOqc/s320/my+MM+treat+by+ahzheng.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeeeeeehs, (: I'm back from wherever I went. :D 3lectures then off to NTUC building for the Microsoft Innovation Center. PRSP lecture was fun cause of the eraser game! :D I didn't print my notes, that's why. HAHAHAHAHS! Shall play it again with Adeline and Sakinah. :D Had dinner at PizzaHut with those who went, (: Window shopping before Dad came to fetch me home. Thankyou, Dad! (: I'm so glad to have sucha Dad, but I'm a useless daughter. *nods nods* I dare to say there are people nodding their heads too, that includes Alden &amp;amp;- Co. for sure. :D (psst, why am i still happy when im saying myself useless?) Whatever, hahahs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letters of those, we don't need much. All I want was, the problem for Dad to be solved as soon as possible. Hella great, the fengshui master was that accurate. Hmms, what about me getting a GPA 4.0 for this term test and the semester 1.1 test?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I doubt I will be able to let Dad knows I have a boyf any sooner. Cause he just told me not to have a boyf yet, to concentrate on my studies. All thanks to that problem/bitch/bastard, thanks alot ehs! Nonsense, ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Alden: No hell, no hell! Grrr, hehehs. That's meeeeeeeeeeeee. &amp;amp;- The winniethpooh you drew just now wasn't nice. --" Grrr, pronunce it with the H, please. ):&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth: The effect of playing bishi bashi, your hands get red and painful after that. Hehehs, of course I am! :D&lt;br /&gt;Justin: It is winnieTHEpooh, get it?&lt;br /&gt;Zakiah: Now, I realised, you love to change your URL very very much. --"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-7078112175551529893?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/7078112175551529893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/05/informal-class-excursion-d-weeeeeeehs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/7078112175551529893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/7078112175551529893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/05/informal-class-excursion-d-weeeeeeehs.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KI8kQXeE070/Sh1SGQ9k20I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/xzLd8k2vOqc/s72-c/my+MM+treat+by+ahzheng.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3816661462046799414.post-8965534713600080570</id><published>2009-05-25T23:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T23:49:00.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It shouldn't be like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;No, it shouldn't. As I read what you wrote, tears betrayed me. Along with the song playing, it doubled up. Sighs. The thought of that did come by, I gave it a second thought still. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330000;"&gt;And, I'm trying to make myself smiling like before. Though, they may be fake ones sometimes.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Woots! Emo, emo, emo, ehs! :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-8965534713600080570?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/8965534713600080570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-shouldnt-be-like-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/8965534713600080570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/8965534713600080570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-shouldnt-be-like-this.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-8561409517780302165</id><published>2009-05-25T22:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T22:23:42.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Additional one, (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woots! I bought another winnie the pooh today! Weeeeeeehs! How long have I not buy winie the pooh ehs? :D Went Tampines West's Mac to study alil after lessons. Then to TampinesOne &amp;amp;- TampinesMall to get some stuffs, (: HOHOHOS! After that, went to somewhere Kenneth, Patricia, ShaoChun and I went crazy about! You know, I know, shh! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Justin: It's not a nice one.&lt;br /&gt;YuPing: I miss you too! :D&lt;br /&gt;Zakiah: Sure, I relink you the next time ehs?&lt;br /&gt;Bryon: Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehs! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww! I spotted another winnie the pooh item again. D: Get me that and I will love you manymany, (: Hahahahahahahahahahahahs! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;im getting alil tired alr. dont increase my tiredness, please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-8561409517780302165?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/8561409517780302165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/05/additional-one-woots-i-bought-another.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/8561409517780302165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/8561409517780302165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/05/additional-one-woots-i-bought-another.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-4317768334068945704</id><published>2009-05-25T00:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T00:36:47.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy 25monthsary, (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woots! Study Day with Kenneth, Patricia and ShaoChun at WhiteSands. Hahahs, damn fun, I would say. :D Hahahs, let's have another study day again! (: Okays, we did revise, FYI. We didn't play all the way, okaysokays. Just that, some random stuffs will pop out out-of-sudden. Hehehs! Went arcade to play bishi bashi and daytona. Kenneth kna owned by Pat and me. Woo-hoo! :D That sentence is from Kenneth, no worries. I don't really use the word own in the way that you guys use in dota. Hahahs! Went to meet boy and I missed out the fun. LOLOLOLOLS. Nevermind, there's always next time! :D Had dinner with boy and homed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww! I want that winniethepooh from more than words. I'm gonna get it if Minitoons do sell them. Even if they don't, I will get it from more than words, for sure! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Kenneth: Hehehs, sureeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. &amp;amp;- I got to go study today! :D&lt;br /&gt;Justin: Hellos, ers, I should think of one nick for you. :D&lt;br /&gt;Alden: Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;HuiShan: Hehehs. How is that person going on? Still skipping lectures ehs? I miss spotting the person in lecture hall, especially I'm bored. Grrr! Sureeeeeeeeeeeeeee, just let me know where you girls are free. I don't mind if that person is coming along too. Hahahs, just joking. I will try to jiayous ehs.&lt;br /&gt;ChitWan: Yes, you were! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That wasn't a good one, ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-4317768334068945704?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/4317768334068945704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-25monthsary-woots-study-day-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/4317768334068945704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/4317768334068945704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-25monthsary-woots-study-day-with.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-7959484628231755765</id><published>2009-05-24T00:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T00:12:47.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;There's different kinds of people in this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;That's reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Mummy at HougangMall for late lunch. --" Met ShiQi at Kovan, then to PlazaSingapura. --" I got the cutest cousy in the whole world. Yeah, she's cutest alr. Be glad, okays. CKG didn't joined cause he's tired. --" Something stupid happened, ): Grrr, so paiseh. &amp;amp;- Mac's milo mcflurry doesn't taste nice, ): Wasted my $2.70 for a few mouth of that. --"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;I'm not going to let those few sentence to affect me. Hahahs, that's so-not-going to happen. It's just happen to be me being down-on-luck to know someone like you. --" LOLOLOLOLS. &amp;amp;- I'm no more in my own world with my own friends. That's me, accept it or not, I can't do anything with it. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-7959484628231755765?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/7959484628231755765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/05/theres-different-kinds-of-people-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/7959484628231755765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/7959484628231755765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/05/theres-different-kinds-of-people-in.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-5949903276791767020</id><published>2009-05-23T13:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T13:59:56.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I miss em. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohmygod! Dinner with CKG &amp;amp;- KSQ later on. Woots! I miss both of them, be glad that I do. :D Ers, no. I doubt I miss CKG as much as I miss KSQ, cause I'm like seeing him at least one a week or two. --" Yeaps, :D Hopefully, I won't be buying any items though I got the feel of buying clothes. --" Craps, should I go revise or something? WHO WANTS TO GO STUDY WITH ME!? Doubt anyone will, cause they are always saying me blur/slow. --" LOLOLOLOLS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-5949903276791767020?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/5949903276791767020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-miss-em.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/5949903276791767020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/5949903276791767020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-miss-em.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-7491048184620359628</id><published>2009-05-22T21:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T21:54:15.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;I'm not the way you described as, ):&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday:&lt;br /&gt;CMSK lesson was f-u-n! Hahahs! Presentation/RolePlay on Germany for my group. Aww!~ Good job, Adeline, JueYing, Myra and Patricia. Pizza aftermath, yums! Thankyou to teachers who came and joined us. :D Watched Night at the museum 2 with boy, (: Hehehehehehehehehehehehs! The monkeeeeeys are cuteeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee, (: Super duper cute, :D Had pastamania for dinner. Yums!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday:&lt;br /&gt;Grrr! ISOFUN makeup lesson is supposed to be at 11am. Postponed to 12pm instead. Kenneth gave me a morning call. --" LOLOLOLOLS. Yeah, anything I missed out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alden: NOOOOOO! I'm not evil. You are much more evil.&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth: Hahahs! Okaysokays. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-7491048184620359628?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/7491048184620359628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-not-way-you-described-as-thursday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/7491048184620359628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/7491048184620359628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-not-way-you-described-as-thursday.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-5331490379111503021</id><published>2009-05-20T14:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T14:54:08.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I passed in being oversensitive,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but I flunked in being a better person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hella great, ): I don't know what to say. Just leave me alone, I need some time to think of what I have done wrong. While doing that, I don't understand why am I able to smile. I'm weird, ain't I? Thinking too much isn't good, being oversensitive isn't helping either. Ignoring should be the best medicine of all. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;- I'm late for lecture today. Nice one. But it's within the grace period. Cab to school with Darren was great. Damn great, cause I'm able to talk to him. :D Darren, you should feel happy cause of this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-5331490379111503021?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/5331490379111503021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-passed-in-being-oversensitive-but-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/5331490379111503021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/5331490379111503021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-passed-in-being-oversensitive-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-2793754035784588114</id><published>2009-05-19T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T22:23:29.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tired, am I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A proper post on today before I'm off to get my things done. Aww! I miss VLYT. Tell me when are we going to meet up again, please. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okays, I'm being blur enough to bring my lappy to school and not using it at all. ): Asked Dad to come and bring it home for me, cause I'm always lazy to carry it around with me. Carry lappy on your hand = style? No way! It's heavy, and I'm going to have my left hand's muscles trained. --" Dad agreed to it. Whooray! But JueYing, Myra and Patricia said I'm a spoilt child. ): Called Dad not to come. &amp;amp;- Thanks to whoever who helped to carry it for me for awhile. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to get these things done before I get to bed (hopefully):&lt;br /&gt;Invitation cards!&lt;br /&gt;Revision on SAS.&lt;br /&gt;Check whether are there notes to print.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Vivien: Yupsyups. :D&lt;br /&gt;YunDi: Hehehs! (:&lt;br /&gt;Sharlene: Nopes, you don't! :D&lt;br /&gt;PeiLing: Jiayous! (:&lt;br /&gt;Lydia: Welcome, :D&lt;br /&gt;Jocelyn.L: I don't like the poly life, but I like my friends. :D Yet, I&lt;br /&gt;prefer secondary school friends more. (: Excluding you! Hehehs, joking. Heys, I saw what you typed in Vivien's tagboard, okays. ): I miss being crazy with you girls. Cause, I'm not crazy at all in Poly, I think. Let's meet up soon, with the rest! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-2793754035784588114?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/2793754035784588114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/05/tired-am-i-proper-post-on-today-before.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/2793754035784588114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/2793754035784588114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/05/tired-am-i-proper-post-on-today-before.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-2374945048739469737</id><published>2009-05-19T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T22:08:41.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the feeling of being a fool, now I felt it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thanks ah, ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting at the three-seater sofa in the living room, I indulged in chocolates while watching tv. I paid more attention on chocolates than tv. That was a way to cheer myself up, wasn't it supposed to be like that? Yet, I'm not feeling happy. But, more like a fool. Thanks ah. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point of time, I would like to go: VIVIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEN! ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-2374945048739469737?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/2374945048739469737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/05/feeling-of-being-fool-now-i-felt-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/2374945048739469737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/2374945048739469737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/05/feeling-of-being-fool-now-i-felt-it.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-5236610504517873256</id><published>2009-05-17T21:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T21:19:56.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;P-R-O-J-E-C-T-S!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Adeline, JueYing, Myra and Patricia to discuss for our CMSK Project. Yeah, &amp;amp;- I'm late again. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHS. Sorry. After that, Sakinah came and we started discussing on BPM. Stupid marketing process, can't you just let me understand you? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting them tomorrow to discuss about BPM. Hmms, we still haven't discuss on our class SAS assignment which is due tomorrow, 12noon. Ohmygod, :/ Off to get some of my inivitation cards done. &amp;amp;- Is there any BBFin quiz tomorrow? Grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;PeiLing: When is your chinese paper? GOODLUCK! :D&lt;br /&gt;Alden: Shhhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;YunHao: Yups, SAS role play interview is over! Woots! Tomorrow's BPM turn. Grrr, ):&lt;br /&gt;Vivien: It's okays, boyf! Cheer up ehs, :D Let's go learn together then. (: Nevermind, there's still next time. :D&lt;br /&gt;Zakiah: Hellos, girl! Not bad? Just that I hate homeworks/assignments/projects. Doubt anyone like them too. :/ How's RP? :D&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth: Yes, BistroWalk. Don't know? Got to ask the rest. Why? You want go? :D&lt;br /&gt;Sakinah: LOLOLOLOLS. I linked you up for a period of time le, girl. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;- The photos/pictures took during Bbox session is up! Let me know when you're done grabbing. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-5236610504517873256?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/5236610504517873256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/05/p-r-o-j-e-c-t-s-met-up-with-adeline.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/5236610504517873256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/5236610504517873256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/05/p-r-o-j-e-c-t-s-met-up-with-adeline.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-3086243936461459185</id><published>2009-05-17T00:20:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T21:08:40.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Girls Day Out! :D&lt;/span&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;&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;Weeeeeeehs, (: Went for Bbox with Cecilia, Lydia and Sharlene. Esther, RuiJia and Vivien didn't join us for some reasons, ): Nevermind, let's have another outing soon. :D I'm not going to do anymore talking/typing. Let the pictures/photos do the speech. 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KI8kQXeE070/Sg7pDqqAQkI/AAAAAAAAAC8/-glGxCA3ozI/s320/PICT1376.JPG" border="0" /&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;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-3086243936461459185?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/3086243936461459185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/05/girls-day-out-d-weeeeeeehs-went-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/3086243936461459185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/3086243936461459185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/05/girls-day-out-d-weeeeeeehs-went-for.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KI8kQXeE070/ShAKRrQMpgI/AAAAAAAAAJk/CPBpP4LsK8Q/s72-c/PICT1416.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3816661462046799414.post-2650139816903355599</id><published>2009-05-13T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T23:43:44.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A dream that will never be true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started the day with a stupid headache. Ruined my morning, thanks ah, headache. --" Met Bryon, Mrya and YunHao at 8.30am to discuss on BPM. Hella geat, cause we are doing FISHBALLS! Hahahs, fishball addiction. &amp;amp;- Today's fishballs, from ITAS, are yummy! (: Yesterday's sucks, i tell you. ): Anyways, thankyou Mummy and Daddy for the sweet. It's still in my bag. --" BistroWalk for lunch, (: With Adeline, Alden, Bryon, Nicholas and Justin. Hahahs! Off to student lounge aftermath. :D Billard-ed/Pool-ed with our coursemates, (: Nicholas really did a ROFL while playing, which attracted almost everyone's attention. &amp;amp;- My headache left me when the time past today! Which allows HuiXin to be happy again, :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TampinesMall-ed with dumbboy, to get my formal dress. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHS! --" &amp;amp;- Boy bought me someeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeething that I have been wanting for a long long time. Okays, it's a book. No, it's a notebook. Guess it yourself, (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okays, back to revision/chatting online. --" Tags will be replied tomorrow. 3hours of break. W-O-W!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-2650139816903355599?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/2650139816903355599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/05/dream-that-will-never-be-true.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/2650139816903355599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/2650139816903355599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/05/dream-that-will-never-be-true.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-294778920892995620</id><published>2009-05-12T21:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T22:05:14.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't see/sense the difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Difference between iJC and TP, I don't sense any. In fact, I felt TP's life is more stressful than iJC's. Perhaps, I attended lesson in iJC for only 3weeks. Thus, I can't sense the real amout of stress 0926B is having now. Maybe, maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHMYGOD! I still catch no balls on BBFin, BPM and SAS. Sighs, I got the feel of banging the wall (if that really helps). I don't know why. I lost the feeling of being hyper out of sudden. If I can't get hyper in class tomorrow or for the next few days, it won't be that surprise either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YunHao: LOLS. 'He' is really weird to the extent of I don't know what 'he' is talking about.&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth: Hahahs, okays lahs. (:&lt;br /&gt;Charmaine: Relink you later, :D&lt;br /&gt;Felicia: LOLOLOLOLS! Ya, how's your law going on ehs? :D&lt;br /&gt;PeiLing: Get them done, before they pile way too high up. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I got to be quiet, no more noisy stuffs from me. Hell yeah, :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-294778920892995620?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/294778920892995620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-dont-seesense-difference.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/294778920892995620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/294778920892995620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-dont-seesense-difference.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-8372609250379385112</id><published>2009-05-12T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T21:54:53.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Do what you want,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;As long as you don't regret it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop for a moment and listen to your heart. Do what it tells you to as it will most probably lead you to a route that you would want. Don't hesitate once you know which route you want to go for. Leave other factors aside, though it will be those problems you have to solve along the way. But once you have the will, you will have the way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-8372609250379385112?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/8372609250379385112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/05/do-what-you-want-as-long-as-you-dont.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/8372609250379385112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/8372609250379385112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/05/do-what-you-want-as-long-as-you-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3816661462046799414.post-927723158605647737</id><published>2009-05-09T07:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T08:26:36.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Secret Recipeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee on Thursday, :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Roleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee Play on Friday, ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333613599382988242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KI8kQXeE070/SgTNT1hqZdI/AAAAAAAAABU/5KTIwW1bzbk/s320/Photo-258.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Thursday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to TampinesOne with 13lovelies, that includes our OldFreshies, Kenneth! :D Supposed to go Secret Recipe for icecream, we ended up with cheese cakes except for Kenneth ordering his chocolate sundae(?). Hehehs, oreo cheeeeeeeeeeeeeeese cake! YumsYums! (: Headed to arcade at the last level with some of the guys while the rest went home. Yups, it's damn funny when you watched them play. Especially the two guitar heroes, (: They went off, dumbboy came just in time. Had dinner and homed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Friday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Role play interview? I screwed up my part, ): I'm sorry, Jeff, Herman, Myra and YunHao. Went to LT 12 after our interviews. My group and Sakinah's were webcam-ing all the way till the rest of the two groups came. :D Played with Sakinah's and Herman's lappy's webcam. Gosh! FunFunFun! Plus lots of funny actions/things happened, which includes of Jeff's stunt! LOLOLOLOLS. Slow motion of falling down. Take lots of cares of your knee, Jeff! :D Bought lunch at ITAS canteen and ate it outside LT. BBFin tutorial next, boring. I don't know why. The thought of in the same class for 3hours totally makes me go ): Anyways, I felt sad for the tutor, for one reason or another. What's more, I'm one of the culprits. :x Dumbboy waited for me, off to TampinesMall to get some light food to eat. Freak, I'm growing horizontally alr. ): Cause, I went for buffet dinner with my GuGu, Grandma and Cider. Thanks ah, Charmaine. Hehehs, making her guilty. :x LOLOLOLOLS. We sat at there and ate for about 2hours? No, more than 2hours. &amp;amp;- I kept eating, and eating, and eating till my stomach looked like I'm pregnant with a couple of weeks baby. --" Ohmygod! Who wants to go gym with me!? I want a nice nice flat stomach lahs. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For more photos of C242, kindly visit &lt;a href="http://aizai-c242.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://aizai-c242.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; and follow the instructions/directions given. HOHOHOS! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;PeiLing: Hahahs, I'm always missing. Just that, I didn't blog it. :D How's  schooooooooool life right now? Must be everyday staying back ehs? Goodluck and&lt;br /&gt;jiayous!&lt;br /&gt;Sakinah: Linked you alr, (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I dont know what you want sometimes. cause i, myself, don't even know what i want sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to my dreamland. Bye, people! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-927723158605647737?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/927723158605647737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/05/secret-recipeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/927723158605647737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/927723158605647737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/05/secret-recipeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee-on.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_KI8kQXeE070/SgTNT1hqZdI/AAAAAAAAABU/5KTIwW1bzbk/s72-c/Photo-258.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3816661462046799414.post-1653577527780822910</id><published>2009-05-07T21:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T21:50:40.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Those old &lt;s&gt;secondary&lt;/s&gt;school days!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting alone on the two-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;seater&lt;/span&gt; seats, I was on my way to school.&lt;br /&gt;I sat near to window, staring out of it.&lt;br /&gt;Without anyone disturbing, I starts to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;reminisce&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I thought of those old school days I had in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;SerangoonSec&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The way I asked Vivien to hurry up,&lt;br /&gt;The way I borrowed/lent Vivien work.&lt;br /&gt;The way girlfriends and I were stuck in the toilet during break times.&lt;br /&gt;The way Vivien and I being the last of everyone.&lt;br /&gt;The way I crap-ed with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;The way I smiled when I'm with them.&lt;br /&gt;The way I complained/grumbled/nagged at Vivien.&lt;br /&gt;The way I stayed in school with friends to get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;homeworks&lt;/span&gt; done.&lt;br /&gt;The way my friends and I memorising history/social studies essays.&lt;br /&gt;The way Vivien and I stayed back for Guides and to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;HougangMall&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;CompassPoint&lt;/span&gt; aftermath.&lt;br /&gt;It's way too much for me to listen everything out.&lt;br /&gt;I was truly happy with them.&lt;br /&gt;Though there were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hiccups&lt;/span&gt; here and there, we have been through all.&lt;br /&gt;Though we split to small groups sometimes, we were still one big group &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;afterall&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Though we had different activities, we made time for outings.&lt;br /&gt;Those were the days, I missed the most.&lt;br /&gt;How I wish, I'm in the same campus with them.&lt;br /&gt;But, we have to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;pursue&lt;/span&gt; our own desired diploma.&lt;br /&gt;Despite our campus been near/far from one another,&lt;br /&gt;I wish that we could still hang out together for outings. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;amp;- How I wish, I'm studying with Vivien. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;amp;- I don't know why, I have this feeling of them (not my girlfriends, of course!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3816661462046799414-1653577527780822910?l=sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/feeds/1653577527780822910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/05/those-old-secondary-school-days-sitting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/1653577527780822910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3816661462046799414/posts/default/1653577527780822910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweeetlycoated.blogspot.com/2009/05/those-old-secondary-school-days-sitting.html' title=''/><author><name>HuiXin's Online Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028864935368009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>
