<?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-6153169514289520163</id><updated>2012-01-29T00:40:39.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is like a never ending story</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>278</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-3097111104358448630</id><published>2009-09-21T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T14:01:27.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moved</title><content type='html'>I have moved!!!!!!!!!!!!! :) &lt;br /&gt;Wanted to do this a month ago but I kind of forgot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aheadoflove.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://aheadoflove.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you guys there!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-3097111104358448630?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/3097111104358448630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=3097111104358448630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/3097111104358448630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/3097111104358448630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/09/moved.html' title='Moved'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-4610982497456219472</id><published>2009-09-20T22:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T22:49:07.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote Xinghwee: Hiatuses are meant to be broken.</title><content type='html'>"Find the one you can be yourself in front of and say absolutely anything.&lt;br /&gt;You can laugh, you can cry, you can hug, you can fight with him and then make up at the end of the night;&lt;br /&gt;and he would still be crazy about you.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) love u bb, happy birthday!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today: Got pissed off in the morning but the bitch, decided to pon tuition and went sy's house to 'study' which was seriously fail because sy kept laughing + irritating me, went home and got pissed by the mandy bitch again and i pissed bb off, cried like&amp;nbsp;I was going to die, took some tests and they said me and bb's relationship is like a glass :( , went to play audi and I got into 3rd round!!!, smurf became my nagging mother and nagged at me to study, Justin owned me in Gee @ audi, owned justin in another song, and Smurf claiming that she is 'studying'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was my Sunday for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-4610982497456219472?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/4610982497456219472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=4610982497456219472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/4610982497456219472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/4610982497456219472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/09/quote-xinghwee-hiatuses-are-meant-to-be.html' title='Quote Xinghwee: Hiatuses are meant to be broken.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-6258572723933016531</id><published>2009-09-19T21:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T21:53:05.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20092009</title><content type='html'>So today I woke up and rushed out of the house, changed + pack + everything in around 20mins k! Proud of myself :) Usually&amp;nbsp;I take 1&amp;nbsp;hour ++ HAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went somewhere kind of &lt;em&gt;secretly &lt;/em&gt;before meeting bb, hahaha i was like hiding stuff from him and he got really suspiscious and all. Ok anyway, I was at vivo city before meeting him, and I wanted to take a train down to meet him but I realised i needed to top up my card first. &lt;br /&gt;So i (in a rush) went to the control station and asked the guy to top up $5. Then he give me the fucking guai lan face and point to my ezlink card, referring to the sticker that is covering my face. I didn't reply because I want guai lan him back. &lt;br /&gt;Then he said 'Do you know you are not supposed to paste sticker blah blah fuck blah, take out the sticker now' And I was quite pissed cos I was running late. So I took off the sticker and threw it back, and gave guai lan face again HAHAHHA win. Then he stare at me for a few secs - mins? Walao waste time only. I really wanted to shout Fuck right in the face but I didn't want my day with bb to be ruined, so I controlled . Then he crapped somemore about asking me to read instructions behind and blah blah wasted more myselftime. All the time I was giving him the stfu face like this -.- and _l_ this. Ccb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't really let that guy ruin my day...ok cut story short I met bb and then I brought him to Fish &amp;amp; Co. On the way he kept asking 'where r we going !?!??! ' LOL. Think I want kidnap him isit! &lt;br /&gt;The food there is really nice x100000000000000000000000000000000 !!!!!!! Damn nice, the cheese + fish just melts in your mouth. I wna go back there soon. But it's a little ex :( &lt;br /&gt;Took a train down to vivo (again) and we watched Aliens in the attic, nice!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;After that act kiddy at toyrus for awhile hahhaha i show off my superb hula hoops skills! Had light dinner at super dog&amp;nbsp;then made up an excuse and i secretly went to buy for him cake, but he already found out anyway. So smart for what!! :( &lt;br /&gt;Blah blah blah lazy blog already, had&amp;nbsp;oreo cheesecake at vivo upstairs, damn nice! :) I used my super nan ting voice to sing him birthday song. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;Trained home, reached home at 8 + and straight away on com go play audi competition HAHAHHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored. Don't feel like studying today. Will study tmr. I wna play audi later!! Finding for company :(&lt;br /&gt;/////////////////////////////////////////////////////&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear bb, hope you liked everything today, I used the money on you instead of buying clothes for myself k! You know how much i love to buy clothes right.... :&amp;gt; Shows that I can wei ni xi shen. LOL LOL. I know i rock and i have a great mind :) :) :) Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy (early) 14th Birthday!!!! &lt;br /&gt;I love you and forever more :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;p/s I'm still on hiatus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-6258572723933016531?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/6258572723933016531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=6258572723933016531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/6258572723933016531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/6258572723933016531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/09/20092009.html' title='20092009'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-248945909509911915</id><published>2009-09-14T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T20:06:21.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you fall I will catch you, I'll be waiting, time after time.</title><content type='html'>Wasted another day going to school. Oh well..another few weeks more, I hope everything will go smoothly for this few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be going&amp;nbsp;for a hiatus.&lt;br /&gt;If I wanna blog i will just blog on weekends. But i will still be updating twitter often &lt;br /&gt;Trying my best to go on Msn hiatus also, but like cannot leh. How ?!??! Hahahah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since exams are coming, blogging will be a complete waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;Time for me to study !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Must improve&amp;nbsp;50 positions to get my beloved Samsung Jet !!!! Woo :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile. I thank God for everything I have now. Really damn grateful. Things could have been much worse. I am going to church (confirm liao lor), it's just a matter of time and some issues that has to be settled first. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K bye will be going to study nao. &lt;br /&gt;Another long day tmr, stupid timed practice waste time only -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s changed blogsong!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-248945909509911915?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/248945909509911915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=248945909509911915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/248945909509911915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/248945909509911915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/09/if-you-fall-i-will-catch-you-ill-be.html' title='If you fall I will catch you, I&apos;ll be waiting, time after time.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-5051912283385371511</id><published>2009-09-13T20:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T20:24:29.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's just something about the way you know me and I can't explain enough</title><content type='html'>I.am.so.damn.bored !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing interesting about my life today. Had my fav. snack after tuition today! :&amp;gt; Yeah that's the most 'fun' thing i can think of. Period. &lt;br /&gt;Died in tuition today because the teacher sux big time and the aircon was going at -100 degrees celsius. &lt;br /&gt;Died in the mrt today because it was fucking crowded and got people with BO around me.&lt;br /&gt;Died while realising that tmr got school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But i am still alive, my dear, But&amp;nbsp;I am still alive.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAMILIAR ANOT THAT LINE !??!?!?!?!??! &lt;br /&gt;LOL LOL LOL. If&amp;nbsp;you all (cchms)&amp;nbsp;done your lit homework you will know lah k!&lt;br /&gt;I likey that poem!! :) The rest all damn shitty one especially 'The sick rose' tmd don't even know what the shit that shit poet talking about can!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;(......................)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more poison&amp;nbsp;Killing my emotion &lt;br /&gt;I will not be frozen &lt;br /&gt;Dancing is my remedy remedy oh~~~~~~~~~~ &lt;br /&gt;Stop stop preying Cause I'm not not playing &lt;br /&gt;I'm not frozen &lt;br /&gt;Dancing is my remedy, remedy, oh ~~~~~~~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Move while you're watching me &lt;br /&gt;Dance with the enemy &lt;br /&gt;I've got a remedy &lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh ~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Move while you're watching me &lt;br /&gt;Dance with the enemy &lt;br /&gt;Here is my remedy &lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh ~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;// I am seriously addicted to this song!!! (My blogsong currently) I really feel like singing out loud whenever I hear this. :) :) :) :) LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. Before I forget!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy 8th Month Gillian !!!!!!!!!!! :)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Hey i'm a good stead k, you didn't even remember! :'( Heartbroken.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway will do a post for you tmr, tmr must take pixxxx then can post!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-5051912283385371511?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/5051912283385371511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=5051912283385371511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/5051912283385371511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/5051912283385371511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/09/theres-just-something-about-way-you.html' title='There&apos;s just something about the way you know me and I can&apos;t explain enough'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-4340619593749426009</id><published>2009-09-12T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T22:57:02.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>worried and paranoid that things might go wrong</title><content type='html'>Left with acc and half of lit homework only!!!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;I feel damn damn damn accomplished ok! Heheheheh. If you know me well, you know i always last day of holidays panic like next day is doomsday like that, but this holiday i will not panic!!&lt;br /&gt;But still need to do home econs project, sigh. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway!!! I watched Ghosts of Girlfriends' past just now. Super touching!! Really regret not watching it in the cinemas when it was out :( &lt;br /&gt;I am going to bathe now then try to complete my homework + do some maths revision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am most probably going on a super major hiatus but as you know, I CANNOT go hiatus one. Confirm will hand itchy come here blog. This is so me. Haii !!!!!!!!!!!!! :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-4340619593749426009?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/4340619593749426009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=4340619593749426009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/4340619593749426009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/4340619593749426009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/09/worried-and-paranoid-that-things-might.html' title='worried and paranoid that things might go wrong'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-1309122452065551592</id><published>2009-09-12T03:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T03:41:11.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008 -&gt; 2009</title><content type='html'>Tired....but don't feel like sleeping. Very long nvr stay up this late already, shiok! :&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;I'm in the midst of looking through my archives for 2008 and I was really really really&amp;nbsp;lame during sec 1. I always zihighed for nothing, then suddenly get angry because i never finish homework, then emo because of...idk. And emo until like really want to die those kind. LOL LOL LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure leh, I was emo-ing mainly because of relationship i guess, or else what. I was 'rich' and bought cheap clothes from bugis street and had $$$$$$$$$$$$ to eat eat eat eat and get fat and end up not doing homework. &lt;br /&gt;Oh, and i liked to go bowling alot last year, with Sy,Nut,Dusk,Justin and bb! Played audi like mad with smurf, stayed up late and chatted on the phone with Nut till 2am/3am ++, talk on the phone with sy/dusk/justin till we fall asleep on the phone, smsed&amp;nbsp;bb 24/7 (now still got lah), was dumb because i didn't know i liked bb already and still spent alot of time thinking that i still liked Jovi (LOL smurf don't laugh pl0x), always pon mr chin night&amp;nbsp;class go out with nut!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Went out alot and spent my free time getting angry and emo. (......) Used to love Twilight like siao (ew like fuck), used to hate bio, used to suck in Algebra, used to have REALLY BAD fashion sense (imo), used to emo in chinese HAHAHAHHAHAAHA, used to have guai lan face (now my face at least better right), used to hate my class like fuck (now i likey my class,i think!!), used to&amp;nbsp;go out ALOT with&amp;nbsp;Gillian and the rest, used to gossip alot with px and&amp;nbsp;han han, used to be taller than han han -.-,&amp;nbsp;used to think of going yuying to find Anson HAHAHAHAHHAHA omg&amp;nbsp;i.am.serious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i was happier last year. Bb will say agree x100000000000. Not saying now i emo alot lah but I was really really happier last year!! God why do people change? :&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;K so in conclusion i've changed alot huh hmmmm. Wonder why did bb like me last year, i was so stupid and idiotic + retarded to the max. LOL. K lah now i also stupid and idiotic but at least not retarded :D&lt;br /&gt;Wonder how much i will change next year too :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a really lame post but i am bored so i feel like posting this!!! K bai i wanna sleep soon. &lt;br /&gt;p/s I wanna eat choc fondue, Nut!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-1309122452065551592?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/1309122452065551592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=1309122452065551592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/1309122452065551592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/1309122452065551592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/09/2008-2009.html' title='2008 -&gt; 2009'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-7822643506047599080</id><published>2009-09-10T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T20:42:16.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>give me one more chance before we crash and burn</title><content type='html'>Hi! &lt;br /&gt;I have a new comment box thingy! Go comment on it k :) Personally i like it better, feels more .... 'fresh' ? Hahahha cbox is getting old and boring !! Oh and i deleted&amp;nbsp;all my&amp;nbsp;links, very zhor dang leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye for now!! Will need to go do my maths homework soon :'( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps/ Die liao lor i realised i need to do alot of things when i go school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-7822643506047599080?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/7822643506047599080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=7822643506047599080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/7822643506047599080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/7822643506047599080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/09/give-me-one-more-chance-before-we-crash.html' title='give me one more chance before we crash and burn'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-5686693163849799864</id><published>2009-09-09T12:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T13:56:45.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pieces of memories fall to the ground.</title><content type='html'>Changed parts of my blogskin, hmm nice right! :&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like changing url, so sick of this url alr. Should i change should i change? But i don't know what url to change to!!!!!!!!!!!! :'( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuition later at bugis (shows guailan face)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i wanna watch this movie! :) But sure thing going to be nc16/m18 one lor, sigh. And megan fox looks weird in this movie...idk why. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;K nothing to blog about alr. My life is boring, what can i do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps/ today is 09/09/09!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="400" width="600"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v0dq3ToOBwM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v0dq3ToOBwM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-5686693163849799864?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/5686693163849799864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=5686693163849799864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/5686693163849799864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/5686693163849799864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/09/lately-ive-been-thinking-bout-wat-i-can.html' title='pieces of memories fall to the ground.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-5756632303695884451</id><published>2009-09-08T21:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T21:12:37.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's left is only a numb and vague feeling</title><content type='html'>Bloody mother tired. &lt;br /&gt;Left my house around 1ish and cabbed to far east. Most of the shops were closed so we headed to wisma/ion/heeren etc. Took neos :) Walao sia lah the neos we take today is like super speed one, no time to think of poses one. Hahha. Nut saw her favourite old woman, she was damn happy hmm?&amp;nbsp;:) LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Went to fep. Sat down and&amp;nbsp;i ate my late lunch at around 4pm? Gosh, i need to stop eating my lunch so late, i'm having stomachaches whenever food enters my mouth :( Shopped aorund...and to our big disappointment it was seriously boring. Like no cltohes like that leh?!?!?! Wtf. All the shops selling the same stuff. Yawn. Only bought a nice tank top, and that's all. And i came out with the intention of going back home with a few bags of clothes. Sigh.. :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i saw a osf sequin cropped top that i likey!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;It's damn chio. But think it will look weird on me, so i'm not buying it! :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K back to my day: &lt;br /&gt;Our legs were hurting like HELL. It was living hell. Ok blah blah cut the crap, i managed to not take a cab back home today. yay!!!!!! Achievement :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sian. Tmr need to go out again. F**k. Ccb. Tuition -.- Nah beh i dont wanna go. Mmh. &lt;br /&gt;HOLIDAYS SUCK. To.the.max. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00446.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My signature rabbity wabbit! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00443.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.- retarded me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00437.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00447.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00451.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00454-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00462.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00464.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00472.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00474.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAHHHHHH FAT LEGS.&lt;br /&gt;///////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////&lt;br /&gt;Nice song nice song! :) so damn meaningful.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to block out thoughts of you, so I don't lose my head &lt;br /&gt;They crawl'in like a cockroach leaving babies in my bed &lt;br /&gt;Dropping little reels of tape, to remind me that I'm alone &lt;br /&gt;Playing movies in my head that make a porno feel like home &lt;br /&gt;There's a burning in my pride, a nervous bleeding in my brain &lt;br /&gt;An ounce of peace is all I want for you, Will you never call again? &lt;br /&gt;the way you never say that you love me just to put it in my face? &lt;br /&gt;the way you never try to reach me, it is I that wanted this &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate me today &lt;br /&gt;Hate me tomorrow &lt;br /&gt;Hate me for all the things i didnt do for you &lt;br /&gt;Hate me in ways, yeah ways hard to swallow &lt;br /&gt;Hate me so you can finally see whats good for you &lt;br /&gt;I'm sober now for 3 whole months, it's one accomplishment that you helped me with &lt;br /&gt;The one thing that always tore us apart is the one thing I won't touch again &lt;br /&gt;In a sick way I want to thank you for holding my head up late at night &lt;br /&gt;While I was busy waging wars on myself, you were trying to stop the fight &lt;br /&gt;You never doubted my warped opinions on things like suicidal hate &lt;br /&gt;You made me compliment myself when it was way too hard to take &lt;br /&gt;So I'll drive so fucking far away that I'll never cross your mind &lt;br /&gt;And do whatever it takes in your heart to leave me behind &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate me today &lt;br /&gt;Hate me tomorrow &lt;br /&gt;Hate me for all the things I didn't do for you &lt;br /&gt;Hate me in ways, yeah ways hard to swallow &lt;br /&gt;Hate me so you can finally see whats good for you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with a sad heart I say bye to you and wave &lt;br /&gt;Kicking shadows on the street for every mistake that I had made &lt;br /&gt;And like a baby boy I never was a man &lt;br /&gt;'Till I saw your blue eyes cry and I held your face in my hands &lt;br /&gt;And then I fell down yelling "make it go away" just make a smile &lt;br /&gt;Come back and shine just like it used to be &lt;br /&gt;And then she whispered "How could you do this to me?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate me today &lt;br /&gt;Hate me tomorrow &lt;br /&gt;Hate me for all the things I didn't do for you &lt;br /&gt;Hate me in ways, yeah ways hard to swallow &lt;br /&gt;Hate me so you can finally see whats good for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate me so you can finally see what’s good for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-5756632303695884451?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/5756632303695884451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=5756632303695884451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/5756632303695884451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/5756632303695884451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/09/whats-left-is-only-numb-and-vague.html' title='what&apos;s left is only a numb and vague feeling'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-579653487756690734</id><published>2009-09-08T12:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T12:08:18.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am horribly fickle minded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting nut in a few minutes! :) &lt;br /&gt;Didn't go tree top walk today with class. Hmm...hope they have fun! Hope they don't make miss lai angry too!&amp;nbsp;Hahah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay I&amp;nbsp;am so proud of myself because i cleaned up my room. &lt;br /&gt;I am still not used to it without my maid around, sigh :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and my tortoise died yesterday... :(&lt;br /&gt;It's all my fault. My father says he wants to buy another tortoise, so i will take care of it properly now! :D &lt;br /&gt;RIP tortoise, i love you, sorry for being such a bad owner D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-579653487756690734?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/579653487756690734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=579653487756690734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/579653487756690734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/579653487756690734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-am-horribly-fickle-minded.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-8085252002869105170</id><published>2009-09-07T21:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T21:30:46.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's no me without you</title><content type='html'>Today was fun - a day out with bb!&amp;nbsp;;) &lt;br /&gt;Went to The Cathay to catch Gforce! Hhaha hamsterz in action. &lt;br /&gt;We watched it at Grand Cathay&amp;nbsp;cinema 1! Damn cool, its super super huge !!!!!! Fucking huge.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;At first I thought the movie was going to be kind of lame, i mean what can a bunch of hamsters do?!?!? Then when i watched it i was kind of surprised! It's really nice, quite meaningful also! - But at the same time it's kind of dumb. Hamsters working for FBI....and received badges and they became 'secret agents' LOL LOL LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(keeps straight face)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The theatre was kind of empty, and we were sitting at the 2nd last row.&lt;br /&gt;Behind us was this couple, and they were making out HAHAH. Not the normal kissing hugging - the girl was like half naked? (acording to bb who kept turning around) and they were lying down. HAHAHHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(keeps straight face)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K....&lt;br /&gt;After that we ate mos burger - my lunch at 5pm. -_- And B's 100000000000th meal today. Pig!!!!!!! k i'm joking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(keeps straight face) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around, and I bought new shorts :&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;Had pepper lunch at food court for dinner! yum yum yumz. &lt;br /&gt;Train to harbourfront and trained back playing games with him on the train and made me laugh so hard, so unglam. LOL. :'( Cabbed home from serangoon and had 2nd dinner at home. I'm getting fat :&amp;lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going shopping @ orchard tmr with nut nut nut nut nut nut! Can't wait babe! Mwarksz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-8085252002869105170?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/8085252002869105170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=8085252002869105170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/8085252002869105170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/8085252002869105170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/09/theres-no-me-without-you.html' title='There&apos;s no me without you'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-1227537933153853471</id><published>2009-09-06T20:48:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T21:00:32.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate the way i am.</title><content type='html'>I should just give up because i will never make you happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart isn't a brain and it's FUCKED UP.&lt;br /&gt;I need to cure my fucking heart. It's leading me to no-fucking-where. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is full of fucking shit.&lt;br /&gt;And love does a shitload of cheebye&amp;nbsp;stuff to your fucking&amp;nbsp;heart.&lt;br /&gt;_l_ We were talking happily then it ended like this. That's nice. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice way of running away, guess you couldn't care less on what i would be doing when you were&amp;nbsp;gone. yeahhh you should do this everytime we quarrel huh. Everything would be fine.&amp;nbsp;GET REAL.&lt;br /&gt;I feel horrible zzzzzzzzzzzzzz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-1227537933153853471?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/1227537933153853471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=1227537933153853471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/1227537933153853471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/1227537933153853471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-should-just-give-up-because-i-will.html' title='I hate the way i am.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-1653311442997738529</id><published>2009-09-06T18:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T20:54:13.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final bloodynation 4</title><content type='html'>I made the biggest freaking&amp;nbsp;regret of my life. &lt;br /&gt;I'm halfway through final destination and i want to cry. &lt;br /&gt;Yeah i know i said&amp;nbsp;i was despo to watch but it's really gory and gruesome and it's scaring the shit out of me D: I'm at the part where the guy just&amp;nbsp;got hit by the car.&amp;nbsp;Ugh ewwwwwwwww. But the movie's nice and it's addictive.........knnbccb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. Got porn in the show also HAHHA. wtf man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: I think i better start doing homework and also start doing b's present or it wlil be too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(edit) Just finished watching. Now every single place seems dangerous. -.- Dumb movie screw you!! &amp;nbsp;(/edit)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-1653311442997738529?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/1653311442997738529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=1653311442997738529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/1653311442997738529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/1653311442997738529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-made-biggest-freaking-of-my-life.html' title='Final bloodynation 4'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-7130387336758600015</id><published>2009-09-05T20:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T20:50:12.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When it hurt so bad sometimes not having you here</title><content type='html'>1st day of holidays! &lt;br /&gt;Nut came my house at 12ish then we slacked etc and decided what to wear + put on make up + fussing over what to wear + fussing over make up + using com until 3pm. Hahhah. Then headed out. Didn't go anywhr far, just went sengkang. LOL. She treat me ajisen ramen! :) in return i gave her some stuff :) :) Wooo ajisen ramen rocks! Spicy but shiok. She had to sit next to me getting bored to death watching me eat. So sorry!! When you don't need to fast alr we go eat&amp;nbsp;iscream buffet kkkk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed back to my house again. &lt;br /&gt;Used com + tried-to-do-french-manicure-but-failed-terribly. D: Sengkang's faceshop ran out of the french manicure sticker thing, so we tried to be adventurous! But fail. Going to try later again! :) &lt;br /&gt;Slackedddd blah blah. Then she cabbed back home, rich kid! :&amp;lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week is so packed! Kind of. But need study study study also! Yawnz. Wednesday have bu ke -&amp;nbsp;don't wanna go don't think i'll go :)&amp;nbsp;Tuesday tree top walk with class + miss lai - don't think i'm going cos have to walk like..11km? But i think it'll be fun..but come on, i can't even pass my napfa, want me walk 11km? I'm crazy if i do that. Ha ha ha ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;LOL @ something you're gonna see.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;/&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/IMG_2437.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHHAHAHA. After putting on this she complained she had to take it off. FUNNY SIA, should wear it out :) LOL. Looks funnier in rl. LOL LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/IMG_2439.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuff i'm giving her in return for the meal! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/IMG_2441.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL LOL we were bored. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/IMG_2442.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/IMG_2444.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sneezing in progress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/IMG_2446.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still love the rabbit bb gave to me! :&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/IMG_2450.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/IMG_2461.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO my ramenz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/IMG_2464.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bimbo doing nails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/IMG_2474.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//////////////////&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Webcam spam : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/Picture0001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/Picture0002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/Picture0003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/Picture0018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/Picture0020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/Picture0022.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/Picture0026.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/Picture0027.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/Picture0028.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/Picture0029.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/Picture0030.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/Picture0031.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/Picture0034.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/Picture0036.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/Picture0042.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/Picture0043.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/Picture0047.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="create animated gif" border="0" height="400" src="http://picasion.com/pic12/f563bc9c6170a8a8b952156c3f83172c.gif" width="550" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL HAHAHHAHHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-7130387336758600015?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/7130387336758600015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=7130387336758600015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/7130387336758600015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/7130387336758600015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-it-hurt-so-bad-sometimes-not.html' title='When it hurt so bad sometimes not having you here'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-5217218215168847362</id><published>2009-09-05T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T00:01:04.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This calls for a celebration!</title><content type='html'>:) &lt;br /&gt;School was overall ok. Lit was funny! Hhaha. Others all very boring, sigh. Last period was chinese and wf let us slack abit today by letting us watch &lt;em&gt;english &lt;/em&gt;charlie chaplin (LOL) and Kung fu panda (LOL). Guess he had nothing to teach today alr. Heheh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last min decision to go out tgt with bb, then we had nowhere to go....so....we stalked yu jia and nicholas HAHAHHAH. Eh, it's fun!&amp;nbsp;We should go stalk more people next time so they will 'decide' for us whr we should go :) Oh, be4 heading out of school, I did something very pro-ish! Funny people waiting down there when the gate was alr opened! &lt;br /&gt;Ended up at City hall mrt. Then we gave up stalking&amp;nbsp;them so we went on our own. Had soup spoon :&amp;gt; Nice nice nice nice!!! My recommendation good hor :D Walked arnd and talked talked talked talked blah blah blah blah. Next time our house would be super nice lorrrr. (with me around obviously nice) LOL :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sprite costs $8.50 at the place i went to for dinner 2night. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;p/s WOOOOOOO school is o.v.e.r. 1 week hols :) :) Heh heh i'm going to spend my time well. SHOPPING HERE I COME. WOO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-5217218215168847362?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/5217218215168847362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=5217218215168847362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/5217218215168847362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/5217218215168847362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-calls-for-celebration.html' title='This calls for a celebration!'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-6791901517521973477</id><published>2009-09-03T20:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T20:51:53.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little gambling is fun when you're with me</title><content type='html'>Ok need chiong off to study maths rightttt after this. Left a few questions only lah hehehe then must find maths worksheets, and do charisma reflection!! &lt;br /&gt;Today was brain damage day! Started off with chinese test, then STRAIGHT AWAY after that was geog test. -.- Chinese...uhm....pray i can get a pass. Geog.....ok bah i guess :( Nice way to start off the day huh. After recess all the lessons very slack :) &lt;br /&gt;EPS was fighting against that stupid ah sao. She damn irritating leh!!! We need to present debate, then actually can go liao lor then she come kpkb me rebutt me. Ranita said that if looks could kill, she would be dead HAHAHHAHAH i looked so buey song! But i love ah sao 4everrr lah k k :) don't sad. Ah ma love you! Smacking Xinghwee's butt is so fun! Hahahha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed back to wait for Gillian lee lee and jia yue to finish practicing their lit, Hui ping and her black pepper chicken noodles fetish!! Then we headed to Katong Laksa with Szening but without hui ping! :D LOL. Stupid hui ping. Ate until like want 2 vomit like that :( Bused to bedok with them. Kept losing to Gillian in scramble but i finally won her when we were taking train!!!!!!!!! :D Anywayz my latest high score is: 42! :&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bused back home from tampines and was sleeping throughout the whole ride. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised i got kinda of a big family alr!!! &lt;br /&gt;Jia yue (sis!!!!!!!!) ,Jing hui (brudder), Si min (brudder), Sherrie (sisterz), Hui zhen (ah sao), Xinghwee (niece-cos she's jing hui's baby), Janice (severed-ties-alr-sister LOL which makes Tian lerk my bro-in-law). Haii so confusing sometimes i also forget! :( LOL. Eh, Beatrice my sister anot ah? Omg. &lt;br /&gt;Oh yah!!!!! Thank you Yvonne for photocopying the history reflection for me and Gillian! Thank u so much! Don't know if you will see this hahhaha :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s woooooooooooooooooooooooo tmr tmr tmr holiday start start start muackzzzzzzxz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00388.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH SAO BEHIND HAHAHHA, PHNG MING AND JIA JIE WATCHING P0RN LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00393.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn u ah sao for the bunny ears. Anyway i look horrible in this pic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00383.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC003862.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00397.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. i look like monkey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00398.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hwee hwee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00396.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who's butt? :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="create animated gif" border="0" height="400" src="http://picasion.com/pic12/2cd50821ce5bd5391992c85f487fcbd1.gif" width="550" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-6791901517521973477?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/6791901517521973477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=6791901517521973477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/6791901517521973477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/6791901517521973477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/09/little-gambling-is-fun-when-youre-with.html' title='A little gambling is fun when you&apos;re with me'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-4443940002146426193</id><published>2009-09-02T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T20:20:29.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>But now it's over.</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;EH, how to ban people from my blog ah, i want 2 ban Han han!!!!!! She sucks! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidetrack: Lit performance was boringggg, looking forward to see Lee lee and Liang liang (1)'s performance on friday!!!! Hhaha spartanz. English and maths was boring...i need to dig up all my maths ws, i seemed to lost alot of them. -.- History was fun, cos it's drama! Chinese was discouraging cos i didn't know how to write all my words. Hmm...nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School sucks.&lt;br /&gt;2 more days and it's the holidays. Time please please pass faster.&amp;nbsp; 2 more days onlyyyy! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese is never ending. I haven't even start on geog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-4443940002146426193?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/4443940002146426193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=4443940002146426193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/4443940002146426193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/4443940002146426193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/09/but-now-its-over.html' title='But now it&apos;s over.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-932839570902108999</id><published>2009-09-01T20:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T20:11:25.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Anybody up for swensens 1 for 1&amp;nbsp;ice cream buffet? It's super cheap!!!!! :) &lt;br /&gt;But must go like early at 10.30am or else got long queue. Yayhoo. Nut let's go next week!!!! Omgz excited to the max can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-932839570902108999?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/932839570902108999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=932839570902108999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/932839570902108999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/932839570902108999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/09/anybody-up-for-swensens-1-for-1-cream.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-7184960673454414396</id><published>2009-08-31T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T23:08:46.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You drove me crazy every time we touched But now i'm so broken I can't get up</title><content type='html'>I am damn tired, I want to sleep soon. Thank God there's no school tmr. And I really thank God k! :) :) But i feel like posting a very detailed post today HEHE. &lt;br /&gt;Morn was eating my bread society brownie, it's DAMN NICE. Really very nice. Bread society's from ion!!!! Yum yum yum brownie~ &lt;br /&gt;Gillian came, then we practiced history with aileen and xinhui. Then we got kind of side track when Xinghwee and clara started singing love drunk. Damn it. I was over love drunk already then they make me addicted again. Then i'm addicted to Party in the USA also. HAHA. At first last week hear like not very nice leh, then now so nice! I am weird. Main point: Clara and Xinghwee makes me addicted to songs!! :(&lt;br /&gt;Teachers day performance was ok......... :) Cupcakes that we &lt;em&gt;baked &lt;/em&gt;were nice huh! Miss Chia send me message via facebook leh! Heh heh. &lt;br /&gt;Bused + cabbed to primary school. Bloody cab driver attitude me, so fat still want attitude me -.- Met Nut and saw alot of people!!!!!!! :) I saw yi ting, missed her so damn much :( Then saw yun ting and chrissy also!! Talked talked with Mdm Low :&amp;gt; Miss Pang rmbs me!!!! Since p3/p4? Hahahha not bad. And she's pregnant + married + gave birth to a son alr. LOL. Yun ting's face was priceless when she heard that. I still rmb how our class were saying that she would never ever ever get married. hahha. She and her excuses for taking away PE periods, her 'interesting and fun' science lessons. Ugh. The way she faked angry and we would all make her laugh and she would laugh with us too. She's so nice! Miss her so much. I miss Mdm Low too :( ..... I rmbed how much me and amanda used to hate her. Hahah :) Called her M low. Heh heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K skip skip skip. Ate pizza hut for lunch at kovan&amp;nbsp;w Nut, Yunting, Chrissy and Renee! Then trained to plaza for dknw what. Walked around etc. Nut started to get excited when she saw sale at Cotton on. (what's new) Chrissy they all left! :( Then.....heh heh what else could 2 shopaholics do when they are alone with nothing to do for a few hours?!??!?!?!??! WINDOW SHOP!!!!!!!!!!!!!1 &lt;br /&gt;Went to cotton on, surprised that they have so many nice new stuff! Bought a dark gray tank top!&amp;nbsp;:&amp;gt; :&amp;gt; :&amp;gt;&amp;nbsp;Then decided to take a bus down to orchard. Ion-ed! Acted rich at this level 1 shop HAHAH. Funny. Walked around topshop (again,what's new) tried on stuffffffffzzzz. Lucky never really see anything i like :D Walked around somemore~ Headed to wisma, saw 2 max&amp;amp;more&amp;nbsp;stuff that i like! I think i have a fetish for dark gray stuff now :&amp;gt; :&amp;gt; :&amp;gt;Forever 21-ed. LOL. We didn't really buy anything....but our shopping list is filled. It's damn longgggg. Intensive shopping spree next week, bimbo!!!!!! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrt-ed down to hougang mall for dinner with parents.&lt;br /&gt;XIAO LONG BAO WOOHOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It felt so nice to eat something i have been craving for for 2weeks + i think. Momma bought me another top i wanted to buy at cotton on. &lt;br /&gt;My post is damn long. I feel so happy after a day at orchard!!!! A day after seeing clothes. A day after buying stuffz. I like getting new stuff in my cardboard...it makes me feel so...acomplished. I am mad crazy. I need retail therapy to cure it. Yeah ok it doesn't make any sense. SHOPPING FTW. How on earth can people hate shopping !??!?!? Omg. They can never be my best friends. I am glad i have a best friend like Nut who shares the same feelings as me whenever we step into topshop/all the other shops that have nice stuff etc etc. We.are.soulmates. I love you Nut! Let's do more bimbo outings next week!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s I didn't get to see amanda today :( Miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00321.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00318.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00319.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.- Eyebagsz. Pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00324.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL! Sorry for unglam. Renee + Chris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00326.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00331.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00336.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00338.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00339.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00344.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camwhore on the bus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00341.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K igonre the lame pic cos we were damn happy we actually bought something. You know, we thought today was just gonna be plain talking etc. Never expected to have harvest today!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00347.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. You get it. Sigh if only the plastic bag was 'CHANEL' instead of Cotton on. &lt;br /&gt;//////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////&lt;br /&gt;I am so damn addicted to the first 4 songs on my playlist: &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;1. Party in the U.S.A&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;2. Love drunk&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;3. Me without you&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;4. Obsessed&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-7184960673454414396?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/7184960673454414396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=7184960673454414396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/7184960673454414396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/7184960673454414396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-drove-me-crazy-every-time-we.html' title='You drove me crazy every time we touched But now i&apos;m so broken I can&apos;t get up'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-5938621618155113300</id><published>2009-08-30T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T14:00:10.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wna be a teenager anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-5938621618155113300?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/5938621618155113300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=5938621618155113300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/5938621618155113300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/5938621618155113300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-dont-wna-be-teenager-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-6221522785533155509</id><published>2009-08-29T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T21:44:06.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out with the bitch</title><content type='html'>2day is bimbo day! (winks)&lt;br /&gt;Went out with nut, my best friend and also, thy bitch. LOL. She's a nice bitch though, even though she woke me up earl in the mrng at 8am. Went to orchard anyway in the afternoon. &lt;br /&gt;Walked arnd ion, met blogshop prsn, then went to cine! To take neos and walk arnd heeren :) :) Neos was so fun! So long nvr take alr :&amp;gt; Nut met her &lt;em&gt;Drag me to &lt;/em&gt;hell granny she was damn freaked out HAHAH. Trained to city hall, went topshop (pouts) and tried on this really nice top that i wanna buyyyy! ugh. Nut's buying the tube dres she tried on !! Met &lt;em&gt;another &lt;/em&gt;blogshop person...settled down at subway for 'lunch'. Our legs were tired and we were half dead! :( &lt;br /&gt;Camwhored awhile heh heh then went home. Super funny in the train hahaha. Laugh until i want to die. I don't even know why we are laughing but it was funny LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for 2day bitch! &lt;br /&gt;Look forward to sept hols when we go shopping~ I know u are egggcited i am egggcited too. Love you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not really in order.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC04662.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00213.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00248.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bb say i look like dinosaur :( Supposed to be bunny!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00247.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00202.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subway spam! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00173.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00174.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00175.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00176.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00183.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00186.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC001872.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And i was like, 'OMG'&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; (looks like the omg face rightt)&lt;br /&gt;See her face, so bimbo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00189.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00190.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00192.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00206.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00208.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00167.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00168.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00209.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh heh. long time nvr do this alr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00242.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ Serangoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00250.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00166.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00238.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hhahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC04654.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nut and her tube dressssssssssssssssssssss. Bimbo! HAHAHHA. But quite nice on her right! :&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00169.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE THIS TOP AND IT'S $79 FML.I don't rly like the colours but it's real comfy and the cutting is nice! And it's a knit top that i've been searching for :) :) Gna try my luck to find the black version in fep! (Cross fingers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-6221522785533155509?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/6221522785533155509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=6221522785533155509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/6221522785533155509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/6221522785533155509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/08/out-with-bitch.html' title='Out with the bitch'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-2819869662421324988</id><published>2009-08-28T22:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T22:12:26.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One year anniversary!~</title><content type='html'>28/8/09! :) hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;School was really draggy today. Geog test paper was a disappointment too even though i improved :( Sigh i think this term no A in my report book alr. Nvm! I will follow ms lai's words and aim for eoy instead. No point harping over ca results. She is so nice to paste one sticker for me on my paper! Nvr get sticker before for geog leh ;) Heh heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to kinda celerate anniversary today with bb! Spent our time at cine orchard today. I think we planned like last month or something if i'm not wrong we were supposed to have a 'feast' today, but thanks to me and my usual 'spend money as fast as water flow' attitude, we couldn't have our feast today. Neither could we get our ringggggggsssssssssssssss :'( LOL. But nvm, next few months we shall fufill that kkk! &lt;br /&gt;Watched 'The proposal' !!!!!!! Nice nice nice thumbs up! :&amp;gt; The guy what's his name uhmmm Ryan Reynolds or smth, quite cute leh i found out! Heh. The show really made me laugh and it's very touching too! :D&amp;nbsp;The guy's expression is super funny too hahah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy 1 year anniversary baby! :) :) :) :) :) :)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;12 months we have spent tgt! Plus another 7 months as friends! Hehhe. &lt;br /&gt;Well, all that i wanted to say i alr written on the letter alr :&amp;gt; I like your letter alot! So nice :) Nicer than mine and longer also :( I love you dear boy, i hope we would be always happy! (smiles)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love this movie so much!!!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I would pay $$$$$$$$$$$$$ just to watch this. I wish i could be 18. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bkmaPmf8Od0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bkmaPmf8Od0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-2819869662421324988?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/2819869662421324988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=2819869662421324988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/2819869662421324988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/2819869662421324988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/08/one-year-anniversary.html' title='One year anniversary!~'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-2990290535625237010</id><published>2009-08-27T19:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T19:45:47.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>But I am never beaten, broken not defeated</title><content type='html'>Boring day, with: Telling hui zhen (ah sao!), jing hui(brudder!) and janice about ''whr got ghost'' story during home ec, teaming up with xinghwee,beatrice and hui zhen to quarrel&amp;nbsp;with phng ming during recess,&amp;nbsp;doing lit during cmp lesson, slacking during history, dumbfounded during english with this crappy compre andddd dying of boredom during chinese. &lt;br /&gt;After school was: Eating prata with hui ping, jia yue and hua qian, rushing to fep then to kovan. Saw smurf tday and she's super cute!!!!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm completely better off staying at home. &lt;br /&gt;Useless stuff they teach when we can just learn from the txtbook. Oh well. School has never been appetizing except in primary school. :)&amp;nbsp; Wanna meet pri school friendz next monday! Look forward to see all of you :&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Closed my third ear hole! In the midst of closing my 2nd one too. Lazy to stuff earrings in hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, and &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; seriously manage to disgust the hell out of me. Tmd. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's just me and you and there's no one around&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feels like i'm hanging by a thread, it's a long way down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've been trying to breathe but i'm fighting for air &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm at an all time low with no place to go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But you're always there when everything falls apart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-2990290535625237010?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/2990290535625237010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=2990290535625237010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/2990290535625237010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/2990290535625237010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/08/but-i-am-never-beaten-broken-not.html' title='But I am never beaten, broken not defeated'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-567574484408899636</id><published>2009-08-25T21:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T21:37:42.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have issues with my nose.</title><content type='html'>Hi. today was one of the best and also one of the worst days of my life. &lt;br /&gt;Best: Played badminton during pe woooo so long never play alr, didn't eat recess, slack periods mostly, met stupid bb and watched where got ghost! Had a great time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst: Damn cold in the mrng, had to do aces day thingy, discovery that only physics is tested during eoy (kill me), bloody wf made us do compo even though he not in school, smelled like a guy due to tian lerk -.-, started sneezing at amk and i'm officially down with flu. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That sums up my entire day. I am so sick and i don't think i'm going to school tmr. Woo hoo~ &lt;br /&gt;Hope i don't miss any impt stuff for lessons tmr :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;/////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you hear me? I'm talking to you&lt;br /&gt;Across the water across the deep blue ocean&lt;br /&gt;Under the open sky, oh my, baby I'm trying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy I hear you in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;I feel your whisper across the sea&lt;br /&gt;I keep you with me in my heart&lt;br /&gt;You make it easier when life gets hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to have been where I have been&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to be coming home again&lt;br /&gt;Ooh ooh ooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They don't know how long it takes&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for a love like this&lt;br /&gt;Every time we say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I wish we had one more kiss&lt;br /&gt;I'll wait for you I promise you, I will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to have been where I have been&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to be coming home again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky we're in love in every way&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to be coming home someday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I'm sailing through the sea&lt;br /&gt;To an island where we'll meet&lt;br /&gt;You'll hear the music fill the air&lt;br /&gt;I'll put a flower in your hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the breezes through trees&lt;br /&gt;Move so pretty you're all I see&lt;br /&gt;As the world keeps spinning 'round&lt;br /&gt;You hold me right here, right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to have been where I have been&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to be coming home again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky we're in love in every way&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to be coming home someday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh ooh ooh&lt;br /&gt;Ooh ooh ooh, ooh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-567574484408899636?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/567574484408899636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=567574484408899636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/567574484408899636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/567574484408899636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-have-issues-with-my-nose.html' title='I have issues with my nose.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-702575747418447263</id><published>2009-08-24T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T20:23:28.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What if I said I need you</title><content type='html'>Missed school bus in the mrng today, lucky today's a monday. &lt;br /&gt;Haiiiii super disappointed with my physics test. But nvm! I will work harder for the next test. Screw me i can &lt;em&gt;never &lt;/em&gt;do well for physics. It's like a taboo subject or something. Last year EOY - 9/33! I rmb k. Physics sucks x100000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000!!!!!!!!!! I hate it. &lt;br /&gt;Miss tay didn't come today! Yay one free period :) &lt;br /&gt;Nothing much alr. I will go and mug some maths now. Physics test results was kind of a&amp;nbsp;wake up call for me. Hope i will be in a more serious mood for studying now...exams are only a few weeks awayyyyy.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a new playlist! Today Clara and Xinghwee kept singing love drunk and they made me addicted to the song :( Stupid Xinghwee! Smack your butt tmr! HAHAH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No pics to post so i will post another class photo that i found. (from cherylmine's blog, LOL) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00696.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-702575747418447263?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/702575747418447263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=702575747418447263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/702575747418447263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/702575747418447263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-if-i-said-i-need-you.html' title='What if I said I need you'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-2120401230464752028</id><published>2009-08-23T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T21:46:42.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New specs!</title><content type='html'>Heh heh heh. I got my new specs just now! :D &lt;br /&gt;I really cannot get used to it, my degree increased by 75 and i get headaches when i wear it :( Oh well...have to get used to it someday. I'm going to start taking eye breaks every half an hour when using com, and during school i will take eye breaks every 5 min break HAHAHA. I wanna decrease my eye power so badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...lazy to do maths. I will do my maths ws in school tmr. &lt;br /&gt;There isn't any homework to be passed up tmr, right ?!??!?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL here's a pic of me and my new specs hehehehe. &lt;br /&gt;Should i wear them to school tmr? Yes? No? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s KINDER JOY FTW!!!!!!! :&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/Picture0004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-2120401230464752028?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/2120401230464752028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=2120401230464752028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/2120401230464752028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/2120401230464752028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-specs.html' title='New specs!'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-8627501154553666778</id><published>2009-08-22T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T23:54:25.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you have my heart, we'll never be worlds apart</title><content type='html'>Sleepy........ :( &lt;br /&gt;Had nothing to do so uploaded some pictures hahaha. Nut came over today to ease me from my never ending boredom. Couldn't go out today....sorry! Will go out with you next week or smth kk! :&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;I gave up on&amp;nbsp;2 tops that i liked. I am awesome i am awesome i am awesome :&amp;gt; Currently finding for: Sequins/studded tanks in black, knitted tops or some nice tops. Starting to save up next week to return the $$ to gillian and jia yue, give me some time alright. need at least a few weeks :( Depending on my momma for new clothes now, meanwhile i shall continue to hunt for more clothes. FEP next week, anyone? :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00053.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00054.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00055.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00056.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00057.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00058.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00060.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. and she said she couldn't swear at all. Pigs will fly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00061.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL @ THIS HAHAHHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00065.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00067.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00068.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00069.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok qian bian face x100000000000. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00070.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00072.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00073.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00074.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00075.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00076.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00077.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-8627501154553666778?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/8627501154553666778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=8627501154553666778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/8627501154553666778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/8627501154553666778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-have-my-heart-well-never-be-worlds.html' title='you have my heart, we&apos;ll never be worlds apart'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-5938367393334539659</id><published>2009-08-21T21:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T21:01:49.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When the world has dealt it's cards, if the hand is hard, together we'll mend your heart.</title><content type='html'>Lit performance was quite ok, hope we did well :&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;Physics test was ok too, but a few marks gone alr. I think science can't get A1 alr :( Argh stupid me for not studying more for physics. Scary maths lesson hahaha but she's nice lah hehehe. I've changed my opinion about my physics and maths teachers, they are both very nice actually! Chinese was a total bore, hai almost got him to change our seating arrangements but failed. Yan li was frustrated because he thought he was a lousy partner cos i kept wanting to change seats! HHAHAH. Truth is i just want to sit further away from the whiteboard. I learn many chinese words when sitting with him. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't like what happened&amp;nbsp;after school :(&amp;nbsp;Hope this doesn't happen anymore..&lt;br /&gt;Went to eat and walk around amk and i enjoyed your company very much. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we had marina barrage field trip, not enough time to take pictures, cool gallery and overall a nice place. I wna go there and picnic picnic one day!!!!!! :D kkk pictures are below. &lt;br /&gt;Weekends are here and i'm gonna take the time to do more practice on maths and start learning chinese for eoy. Geog, science and lit revision would be done next week. I wanna do well for eoy, please :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Isn’t it ironic that the one you loved and trusted the most, is the one who killed you the most inside?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00432.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture is damn nice! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00434-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fat legs fat legs :(&amp;nbsp; (mine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00429-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00433-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00427-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class of chio bu-s and...............................................retarded guys. LOL. (I can barely spot myself in this picture, so small! hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00449.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00453.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL @ this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00454.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huiping and her dumb cookie! hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00025.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 APRIL TWIN~~~ LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00040.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00031.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You min!!!!!! see the height diff :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00021.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;NICE HOR. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-5938367393334539659?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/5938367393334539659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=5938367393334539659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/5938367393334539659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/5938367393334539659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/08/when-world-has-dealth-its-cards-if-hand.html' title='When the world has dealt it&apos;s cards, if the hand is hard, together we&apos;ll mend your heart.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-4325819456876228311</id><published>2009-08-19T15:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T15:05:57.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My life would suck without you</title><content type='html'>Didn't go to school todayyyy cos had really bad cramps in the morning and I felt like sleeping more so i didn't go lah :&amp;gt; Hehhe. So shiok slept till 1pm + today :D Damn sian, gna start studying physics soon. Test on friday i am so dead because i don't understand a &lt;em&gt;thing&lt;/em&gt; about electricity :( I miss chem and bio! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I do well for ca then my mother will give me a sum of $$$ to go shopping :&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;Haiiii so bored. I want to watch Where got ghost and and The proposal!!!!!! And i wanna go for a picnic :( &lt;br /&gt;Tmr after school still have to go marina barrage....walao eh friday got test leh :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-4325819456876228311?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/4325819456876228311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=4325819456876228311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/4325819456876228311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/4325819456876228311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-life-would-suck-without-you.html' title='My life would suck without you'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-671891172998131001</id><published>2009-08-18T22:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T22:24:58.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying in vain</title><content type='html'>Awkward conversation with mr choo today hahaha. In the end i still played netball with them, it was quite fun cos alot of people play netball today :) LOL at maths lesson, almost everybody was grumbling. I counted that my next maths test coming up must get 28/30 to get A2 for overall ca maths results (............) uhm, how the hell am i supposed to do that ?!?!?! Charisma was simliar to what we did during history lol. &lt;br /&gt;We found out that our class was kind of lucky leh, missed spot check 3 times! Today Bn and Cr had spot check but we were not in class. Hehehhehe :D Hope tmr won't have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school went to eat eat eat eat Sakae sushi buffet with baby~~~~ :D Would have enjoyed it more if i don't have cramps today, to hell with cramps man! Why girls have to suffer like that :&amp;lt; Despite all that, the salmon sashimi tasted like h.e.a.v.e.n. I LOVE SALMON SASHIMI MORE THAN ANY OTHER FOOD. I think. Hheehhehe so nice can. Oh oh oh I like the jap ball thingy, so nice taste like heaven also :D Enjoying food is one of my fav. things to do and so i have found a new way of dieting: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you're wondering, what on earth am i dieting, i'm focusing on my thigh fats only. It's the fatest amongst my whole body ok!!!!!!! So, i searched the web and hopefully they gave realiable info. &lt;br /&gt;My plan for the next few weeks is to do 20 squats everyday, do step ups, one uh leg exercise thingy, stretching,&amp;nbsp;eat less rice/potato/grains/pasta and more vegetable, half an apple everyday after dinner and have a balanced and consistent diet. :&amp;gt; Now i won't skip meals!!!! Woo hoo. I will eat either recess or lunch. Hope my plan works, i don't wna have fat thighs anymore :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realised i posted a wordy post today!&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to go to school tmr if i still have cramps :( &lt;br /&gt;Bai bai. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you give me a one good reason, to fight and never walk away. &lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00003-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00004-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;-.- since when my eyes so small -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00002-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Nice right!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-671891172998131001?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/671891172998131001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=671891172998131001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/671891172998131001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/671891172998131001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/08/trying-in-vain.html' title='Trying in vain'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-360925531461762907</id><published>2009-08-17T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T20:37:31.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling roses</title><content type='html'>Why can't health check be at the last period, or during history/geog ?!??! (......) &lt;br /&gt;Health check was damn slack and i am vvvv proud of my backbone degree ok! Win that yeepx. Sad to say i'm in the same history group as that JJ leow for some CA component thing. Sian x1000000000. But on the brighter side, i'm with Gillian! :&amp;gt; First time couldn't finish chicken rice from psg today :( :( Did a survey in com lab during chi period and I put alot of negative answers hahaha. Uhm, debate was....LOL. I think i need to speak more chinese from now on. It's my dream to speak as fast as Jia yue. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Investiture was l.a.m.e. &lt;br /&gt;Halfway through art and i'm dying :( &lt;br /&gt;Cross fingers for results for maths and geog test, depending on them for my overall CA marks ._. Oh and and and kind of nervous for this friday's lit performance. Die liao, i can't rmb my lines! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00104-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bored while waiting for a super long time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00115-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00086-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00117-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00118-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00120-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why i look so freaky. :&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-360925531461762907?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/360925531461762907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=360925531461762907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/360925531461762907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/360925531461762907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/08/falling-roses.html' title='Falling roses'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-56655503732380279</id><published>2009-08-15T22:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T22:44:08.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect couldn't keep this love alive</title><content type='html'>Wasted $$$$$$$ on cab fare this morning to pasir ris. My $$$$$$$$$$ :'( I didn't want to be late, so i had to waste some $$$ lor :( Went to Si min's house for lit project! And it was kinda slack hahahha. Si min's house the bouncy ball thing is so fun! LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left her house with the rest and then i met up with bb. Caught 'UP'!!!!!!! :D We were a few minutes late for the show, see lah.The starting of the show is so sad..............:'( But the show was nice, I LIKE KEVIN! heheheh. Afterwards went to play some bball~ and ate dinner!!!!!! My fav meal of the day HEHEHE. LOL. I am still craving for sakae sushi and my baby say we can go and eat next week. YAY SO HAPPY :D ~~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr must chiong finish art! :( And and i think i'm gonna go FEP tmr. To get some shoezzzzzz and maybe a top. I am going to make my specs tmr, today i saw one that i liked and it's purple. Heh :&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final destination is coming out on 27 august!!!!!!!! I.am.going.to.watch.it. &lt;br /&gt;And i want to watch gamer too! So many nice movies coming out! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-56655503732380279?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/56655503732380279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=56655503732380279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/56655503732380279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/56655503732380279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/08/perfect-couldnt-keep-this-love-alive.html' title='Perfect couldn&apos;t keep this love alive'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-6799188320310788156</id><published>2009-08-14T20:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T20:31:00.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember all the things we wanted Now our memories they're haunted.</title><content type='html'>It has been quite a long week full of mugging for maths and geog&amp;nbsp;and i am so happy that it's over. &lt;br /&gt;Today was kind of suay grr. Geog test was...uhm...quite easy :) I almost fell asleep during chinese (what's new!) Subway for lunch and camped at popular for a vvvv long time. Hahahha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr, going Simin's house for lit project! And also watching UP. Finally :D :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 things I wish i could do: &lt;br /&gt;1. Buy that union jack sandals !!! &lt;br /&gt;2. Have sakae sushi buffet NAO or Seoul garden brownie!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;3. I want my fucking chio Samsung Jet. &lt;br /&gt;4. Lose weight around...4kg. (impossible x100000000) &lt;br /&gt;5. Go out with Nut :( /smurf/sy&lt;br /&gt;6. Get A1 for maths &lt;br /&gt;7. $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$.$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ &lt;br /&gt;8. New specs! (mayb tmr) &lt;br /&gt;9. Sleep until next year&lt;br /&gt;10. Faster finish my lit project powerpoint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry but i have to say this again: I need to lose around 4kg to make my BMI 16. LOL. Oh well...how to? It's seriously impossible. I think I will just have to do skipping twice or once a week, and don't have recess. It's either i eat recess or lunch lah :( :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC000422.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Act cute only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00046-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-6799188320310788156?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/6799188320310788156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=6799188320310788156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/6799188320310788156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/6799188320310788156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/08/remember-all-things-we-wanted-now-our.html' title='Remember all the things we wanted Now our memories they&apos;re haunted.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-9006405914427881524</id><published>2009-08-13T19:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T19:59:23.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Natural vegetation.</title><content type='html'>I will post the pictures i took tmr or something, must study geog nao :( &lt;br /&gt;Was dozing off for almost every lesson. I thank god because i passed my chinese :)! I shall find a way to get hold of those cheng yu before the next test. I don't like getting tickled, do you? :( Geog textbook page 158-171. But it feels like a 100000000000 pages to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;//////////////////////////////////////////////////////////&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC000172-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy 7th month Gillian!!!!!!!!! :&amp;gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Hahhaha sorry never make you card etc etc cos busy with the tests and all that :( Promise next week or something k! And and let's go out someday cos' it's been ages since we went out. I love you~~~ We haven't buy the gingerbread man ring :'( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps/ LOL @ sherrie tying si min's hair hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-9006405914427881524?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/9006405914427881524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=9006405914427881524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/9006405914427881524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/9006405914427881524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/08/natural-vegetation.html' title='Natural vegetation.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-7491212521092839485</id><published>2009-08-11T20:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T20:19:02.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>F u c k.</title><content type='html'>This is exactly how i am feeling now. FUCKED UP TO THE FUCKING MAXIMUM. Yeahhhhh and i still have the time to blog. ( -.- ) Just felt like blogging ok? Shut up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My phone is spoilt, 3 or 4 buttons screwed up and i can't call people. And i can't find my spare phone's chargers. Need to send my phone for repair BUT i need a spare phone to...keep in touch with people. (duh)&lt;br /&gt;2. Maths test tmr. (points middle finger again)&lt;br /&gt;3. Geog ws undone..........zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. &lt;br /&gt;4. Double chinese period tmr (points 2 middle fingers nao)&lt;br /&gt;5. Oh yeah, jian bao undone -.-&lt;br /&gt;6. Chinese tuition tmr ZZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;7. My maid is going back to her country tmr and idk why, = my father cooking me breakfast every morning which is FUCKED UP. &lt;br /&gt;8. He ask me eat dinner outside alone tmr -.-&lt;br /&gt;9. Many maths pages to do, maths file to organize. &lt;br /&gt;10. Lit homework (for 2 wseeks) undone -.- I think i shall chiong through it next week or next next week. &lt;br /&gt;11. ARGH. &lt;br /&gt;12. I want to eat: Sakae sushi, Seoul garden brownie and fish and co.&lt;br /&gt;13. Why nobody have spare phone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was fucked up. Goes without saying. I want to hit something right naooooooooooooooooo. I swear i can scream at anybody now but i shall try to be happy................. -.- &lt;br /&gt;ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ. Oh right. life is goooooooooooooood. you have mental issues.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-7491212521092839485?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/7491212521092839485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=7491212521092839485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/7491212521092839485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/7491212521092839485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/08/fuck-you.html' title='F u c k.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-8932803357629578784</id><published>2009-08-10T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T22:20:31.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a F21 tank top on impulse today. And it's really an impulse because i bought M size. LOL. What the hell was i thinking!!!!!!! But gna send it for alteration soon to make it less low cut :&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Strolled' around FEP today, and it was disappointing :'( Only saw dresses that i like, never see tops that i like. I need tops lah :( Grr. Going back to FEP this week to try on some clothes and make up my mind if i should buy them :D Wooooooo excited ttm. Hopefully would be able to see tops that i like!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After kind of speed shopping (LOL), took a train down to ehub to meet dear :&amp;gt; had dinner tgt and then took bus home tgt. Heh heh heh. Sian my lao bu don't want buy me cuffed shorts :( I need those shorts :( All my shorts is the normal type one lor i want cuffed ones!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma ma de. Tmr running 2.4km. LOL FML.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-8932803357629578784?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/8932803357629578784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=8932803357629578784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/8932803357629578784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/8932803357629578784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-bought-f21-tank-top-on-impulse-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-8449871469809001674</id><published>2009-08-09T20:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T20:20:00.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maths will be my best friend again.</title><content type='html'>(According to my title) I am trying my best to like maths all over again. It's very hard now as i'm fucking discouraged by my first test result (fail ok!!!!!!!!).&amp;nbsp;I counted my marks and i must get full marks for the next test in order to get A2 for my ca component. FML. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.......who ask me to be such a sick cat and missed so many maths lessons ?!?!??! &lt;br /&gt;After this i'm gonna do maths maths maths and nothing but maths :&amp;lt; Ok lah maybe geog also. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy 44th&amp;nbsp;birthday Singapore!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so damn much. Hehhehehe mwarks.&lt;br /&gt;We are Singapore~ We are Singaaaaaaaaaaaaapore ~ We will stand together hear the lions roar~~~ I am so happy to be a singaporean :D Anti-singaporeans just go fuck youself and your mom. &lt;br /&gt;I swear and i will go to the ndp next year (i very enthu one, don't pray pray) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOING SHOPPING TMR ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ &lt;br /&gt;K lah not really shopping...but who cares.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-8449871469809001674?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/8449871469809001674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=8449871469809001674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/8449871469809001674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/8449871469809001674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/08/maths-will-be-my-best-friend-again.html' title='Maths will be my best friend again.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-2049375391616483990</id><published>2009-08-08T14:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T14:48:05.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am back at blogger</title><content type='html'>I missed blogger afterall, will post at livejournal sometimes still. :&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only problem now is that i can't seem to unlock my blog :( I wna unlock it so i can earn more $$ for my nufnang ads heheheh. Click those ads kkkk! &lt;br /&gt;My maths assesment book is waiting for me.....bai bai. Another few weeks to EOY. I better buck up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never meant to start a war&lt;br /&gt;You know I never want to hurt you&lt;br /&gt;Don't even know what we're fighting for&lt;br /&gt;Why does love always feel like a battlefield?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-2049375391616483990?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/2049375391616483990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=2049375391616483990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/2049375391616483990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/2049375391616483990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-am-back-at-blogger.html' title='I am back at blogger'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-3653530298492272292</id><published>2009-08-02T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T13:26:18.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's time I got bored.</title><content type='html'>I think i'm moving...................... :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;a href="http://aheadoflove.livejournal.com/"&gt;http://aheadoflove.livejournal.com/&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;I don't know if it's permanent or what, just find me at livejournal from today onwards k :&amp;gt; Blogger is so boring. See you all at livejournal.com! Comment me :&amp;gt; !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-3653530298492272292?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/3653530298492272292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=3653530298492272292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/3653530298492272292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/3653530298492272292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-time-i-got-bored.html' title='It&apos;s time I got bored.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-8365739012498228198</id><published>2009-08-01T23:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T23:53:49.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Running in circles..</title><content type='html'>So I didn't have to go Orchard so early today :&amp;gt; I spent some quality time with baby in the afternoon, finally we're&amp;nbsp;out of our school uniform and having time tgt. School just sucks our time away and the only time i get to spend with him is when we're going home on the bus&amp;nbsp;after a long long long day. If i don't have enough patience to wait for him,&amp;nbsp;we won't even meet.&amp;nbsp;Main point: School sucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Ion for the first time with my parents today. Because of my father we couldn't really go shopping. I swear if my father wasn't there i would get tons of clothes alr. Neh neh. Ion is seriously crowded&amp;nbsp;like hell. I couldn't even walk into&amp;nbsp;Diva. Argh.&amp;nbsp;I don't think i'm ever going there again on a weekend. And and the topshop there is super nice can! Bought undies from topshop. Hehehhe love it :&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bai bai. I shall go sleep now. Sian...baby's alr sleeping :( Sigh i wish i can get the time to talk to him more...can never get enough of him. But shan't be over obsessed later he leave me how :( ..i'm scared leh :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-8365739012498228198?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/8365739012498228198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=8365739012498228198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/8365739012498228198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/8365739012498228198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/08/running-in-circleswhere-am-i.html' title='Running in circles..'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-4129722949489114268</id><published>2009-07-31T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T22:42:39.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mistakes that we have made</title><content type='html'>Ok fine, I guess i won't be able to go on a full-term hiatus. I'll just go on a semi-hiatus, means i'll only be posting on...friday,saturday and maybe sunday.&amp;nbsp;Realised that i can't stop blogging hahahhaa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was fine. Lessons were boring, lunch @ Kallang kfc. Napfa 5 items after that and chuacl was so friendly at the standing broad jump station&amp;nbsp;:&amp;gt; Didn't do really well for 5 items, but who gives a shit ?!??!?! Napfa is over, well sort of. I'll just die die don't want re-run for 2.4km lor can liao.&amp;nbsp;I walked 40 minutes around the school today just to see that stupid nnp. Play soccer like he married to soccer like that :( I jealous liao leh :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So....12noon at orchard tmr!??!?!? Fail, that's like the worst timing EVER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-4129722949489114268?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/4129722949489114268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=4129722949489114268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/4129722949489114268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/4129722949489114268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/songs-about-heartbreaks.html' title='Mistakes that we have made'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-2555421561169768677</id><published>2009-07-30T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T22:25:46.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye.</title><content type='html'>I found out my main distraction for the past 5 weeks. The reason that i've not been studying at all. &lt;br /&gt;It's my computer, and the time wasted uploading pictures to keep this.....this...&lt;em&gt;thing&lt;/em&gt; alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to ban myself from the computer-starting from tomorrow. I'll use the computer if i really need to and i'll still update sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye for now. This 'closing' of my blog will prevent me from being a total failure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-2555421561169768677?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/2555421561169768677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=2555421561169768677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/2555421561169768677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/2555421561169768677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/goodbye.html' title='Goodbye.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-6596843123174697948</id><published>2009-07-29T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T22:22:43.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Needs a break :(</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;Blogging takes away alot of my time, i realised. Fucking hell, my keyboard is screwing up, ccb. Sometimes can't type properly. zzzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like 29th of July. Seriously.hate.it. Well, only the last part of the day was bad, the rest were ok. One free period and went to drink tee for ACC !!!!!!!!! The tea is so nice! :D Don't know why the rest don't like :( So nice lah! heheheh. &lt;br /&gt;Nothing surprising, witnessed another scene of biasednss from that fucker. -.- I know it's no use scolding him here, but it's really damn annoying. Fucker -.- His chinese lesson was full of crap and he was talking as if we were getting married tmr. COME ON. sucker. Chinese sucks. I fucking swear. -.- Grr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pizza hut's service sucks. And...so tired :( Don't wna talk about the run. &lt;br /&gt;I think i'm a failure :( At all things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02527.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most innocent face- ME ME! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02533.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most annoying- Huiping lor.LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02534.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most nerdy! (or look like....&lt;em&gt;you know who&lt;/em&gt; HAHAH)- Gillian !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02535.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most cute-Idk leh. All cute :&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02536.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most buey song- LOL. Gillian i guess.I look like i'm gna laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02539.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most angry face-Gillian or huiping lor. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02523.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/290720096674.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tea room!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02559.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks so professional *Envy* HAHAH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/290720096682.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and rosa. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/290720096686.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/290720096689.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02555.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02553.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/290720096675.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEA TEA TEA !!!!!!! :&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/290720096691.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, i'm the shifu okay. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/290720096690.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huiping is my husband. Walao eh suay.LOL. Stupid huiping. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/290720096695.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copy from last year photo one! Look damn different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/290720096696.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02586.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Thank you dear i'm sure i will sleep well tonight with that&amp;nbsp;lavender thing&amp;nbsp;:D :D&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-6596843123174697948?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/6596843123174697948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=6596843123174697948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/6596843123174697948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/6596843123174697948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/needs-break.html' title='Needs a break :('/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-4021761923441311493</id><published>2009-07-28T21:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T21:45:31.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The most beautiful thing about love - is you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Ni hao! &lt;/em&gt;Chicken curry during home econs was horrible, it tasted like water. LOL. Jia yue, our cooking skills cannot make it. LOL!!!!!!!! How to be a good wife next time :( Fail.&lt;br /&gt;Bloody mother fucking &lt;em&gt;drink pee &lt;/em&gt;scolded us today. Sonofabitch sia. Ccb. Fuck you lah nah beh split all of us then left me alone there. But very shuang leh hor, px. LOL. Make him angry more hahahah hope he die of heart attack or something :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school today, went out with dear! Today hor, is our &lt;em&gt;(you guess leh?)&lt;/em&gt; month! Hehehhe :D Went to eat Swensens!!!!!!!!!! It was a good meal !!!! I LOVE THE ICE CREAM!!!!!!! I sound like a suaku who never eat swensens before....hmm.&amp;nbsp;LOL. But hor, really nice lah. The chocolate melts in your mouth. Mmh. I'm so going back there again soon. Now swensens so cheap somemore, song bo !!!!!!!!!! :D Walked around and trained to tamp walked around somemore and bused home! Had a really great time with u today dear :&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.................................................................../////////////////////&lt;br /&gt;..............................................................................................................................//////&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/angle.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh! This duck damn cute hor :&amp;gt; SO CUTE LAH !!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;Neh neh. Main point is, &lt;strong&gt;Happy Eleventh Month&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;k dear! :D Papa duck. LOL. I haven't bought my mama duck yet :( Shall buy it when i pass by!!!!!!! :D Realised you damn fail leh, say want to have a collection of ducks, now only got 1 pathetic duck. TSK. What kind of 'avid duck collector' are you :'( HAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;1 more month to 1 year! Around 1 year ago, we were still smsing each other like mad hahahah.(Now also actually. LOL)&amp;nbsp;Around 1 year ago, I didn't know what would become of us. Around 1 year ago, i fell in love with youuuuuuuuuuuuuuu :D Ok lah, actually maybe more than 1 year ago. O: Nooo. I say all these lines then when 1 year annivarsary that time what am i gonna say ?!?!?!?!?!??!/ Neh neh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you a million thousand billions trillions zillions for everything. Happy 11th month :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: DIE. Tmr is my death date :( Sian. No more 1 year anni liao :( &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-4021761923441311493?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/4021761923441311493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=4021761923441311493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/4021761923441311493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/4021761923441311493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/most-beautiful-thing-about-love-is-you.html' title='The most beautiful thing about love - is you.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-2955837998629151330</id><published>2009-07-27T21:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T21:30:59.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You gave my heart a new sense of direction.</title><content type='html'>I took so long to upload the photos :( &lt;br /&gt;Grr. No mood, or rather no time to type out a nice post. I have many things to do after this! Especially maths assesment. I am lagging behind in maths, as well as physics, chinese.....nvm let's just make it everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today was kind of ok i think. Cos' don't have chinese.....HAHAHHA BEST. Win liao. Quite boring actually all the lessons :( During lunch break me and px had fun playing with the school tie! We found out there are many ways to&amp;nbsp;wear a tie and make it so nice compared to the old and boring way of wearing a tie. Hehehhehe :&amp;gt; Mr Yap's laughter is super funny, cracks me up everytime. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate going home and having a mind set that i have to do homework- but i just end up using the com -.- I need to change. Somebody motivate me :( Common tests next week i think. Neh neh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s didn't bother to arrange them in order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/270720096594-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/270720096592-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ribbons !!!!!!!!!!!!! :&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00394-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC00400-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahhaha my bow is nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/270720096607-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02484.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02487.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEADBAND FTW! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02491.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02493.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belt? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02499.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02501.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LIKE THE BOW AT THE COLLAR THERE THE BEST! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-2955837998629151330?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/2955837998629151330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=2955837998629151330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/2955837998629151330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/2955837998629151330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-gave-my-heart-new-sense-of.html' title='You gave my heart a new sense of direction.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-2061767853295882063</id><published>2009-07-25T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T12:39:03.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell me why am I so obsessed with you</title><content type='html'>Some issues are bothering me right now :( &lt;br /&gt;Like: &lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt; Next week I'm broke like siao, only have $20 for next week i think. Shall think of a way to get money.....-.- Walao eh, chao ni ma de. Its because of my maid's friend lah -.- Want refund for the phone, then i have to get $40 for her. Fuck. &lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;I know it's been the millionth or billionth time i said this but, confirm liao k i'm going on a diet !!!!!!! Starting from...tmr....i think. &lt;strong&gt;3. &lt;/strong&gt;2.4km run on wednesday...ha ha ha ha ha ha i'm screwed. I only can run 200m and i'm panting like mad alr. 2.4km...abit over hor. Ccb. &lt;strong&gt;4. &lt;/strong&gt;My phone cmi liao lor people call me/i call people they can hear me i cannot hear them. Sony ericsson sucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a troubled girl :( LOL. Neh neh how !!!! (.................................)&lt;br /&gt;I have the urge to go shopping. Walao eh...wish my allowance increased by $50 :( &lt;br /&gt;Ooohh anyway i've got some eye candy to show you all !!!!!!!! A super super &lt;em&gt;chio&lt;/em&gt; phone. Damn chio please omg. Samsung jet :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/GT_S8300_gallery01-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/GT_S8300_gallery03-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO CHIO RIGHT ?!?!??!?!? hahahha. I hate my phone now. And it's only the...6th month? LOL. Oops.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-2061767853295882063?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/2061767853295882063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=2061767853295882063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/2061767853295882063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/2061767853295882063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/tell-me-why-am-i-so-obsessed-with-you.html' title='Tell me why am I so obsessed with you'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-5650790516347119878</id><published>2009-07-24T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T21:29:28.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My lashes are dry, purple teardrops I cry;It don't have a price, loving you is cherry pie.</title><content type='html'>I had broken my promise i made to myself today :'( I didn't go for bowling...KNN. &lt;br /&gt;I suck at doing the things that I swear i would do, oh well. That's so me. Anyway school was really fucked up as it always is. Physics test was&amp;nbsp;sort of lousy....&amp;nbsp;and chinese sucked. Drink pee is&amp;nbsp;a fucker. Stop picking on us can, other people make noise you never say anything only say us -.- And are you blind or just fuckng kp, can't you see we don't even laugh or talk much in your bloody boring lesson? Just because one teacher complain then want change us. Fuck you. Bastard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school was fun fun! :) Went to subway with gillian, jia yue and youmin! Had fun there! Jia yue was zi-highing and was laughing non-stop like a crazy woman. HAHAH. After that went tampines and you min and jia ye left me and gillian alone! :( So we went to &lt;em&gt;pa tor! &lt;/em&gt;Hehhhe. Luv you gillian! had fun with you 2day&amp;nbsp;:) &lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, Dearrrrrrrr~ &amp;nbsp;don't feel left out cos i love you very much too kkkkk &amp;nbsp;:&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope i can make my new specs tmr, yay. New specs! It's kind of time i got them. Sigh, next week's gonna be a killer...napfa....kill me can? :( But on top of all those nonsense and shit, it's our 11th month next week! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02428.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02432.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02433.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02438.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL X2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02443.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL X3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02449.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KISS KISS HAHHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02452.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) !!!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-5650790516347119878?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/5650790516347119878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=5650790516347119878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/5650790516347119878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/5650790516347119878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-lashes-are-dry-purple-teardrops-i.html' title='My lashes are dry, purple teardrops I cry;It don&apos;t have a price, loving you is cherry pie.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-8844455146398658276</id><published>2009-07-23T20:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T20:00:58.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forget about me, forget about you, lets just start anew.</title><content type='html'>School is getting suckier everyday, argh.&lt;br /&gt;Chuacl and his 'gang' went to EP to spot check, but didn't come my class. It was quite funny when my class heard his voice and everyone started to adjust attire HAHAHHA but in the end they just walked past. Aww man. Faster get over and done with man! Tmr still have to worry like mad. Ccb.&lt;br /&gt;I scared fail geog test, how ?!?!?!??!? :( Missed out some points in the answers.....grr. Better go bury myself in physics soon! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seem to hate my class more and more.&amp;nbsp;I HATE &lt;em&gt;DRINK PEE &lt;/em&gt;( HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHA) MORE AND MORE AND MORE AND MORE. He loves to insult us and bring us down, talk about our attire when the others are not say very good. He seriously sucks and his way of teaching sucks too. I can't wait for EOY. GOODBYE SUCKER CLASS. _l_ And you, stop acting all goody goody on your fucking blog and crap about lame stuff and act emo cos it's bloody irritating. I HATE THE WAY YOU LAUGH AND THE WAY YOU FLIRT. And that dumb mole on your fucking face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm unlocking my blog, for awhile i guess. Mmh. I need to stop getting angry, LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02416.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02422.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE GILLIAN !!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02403.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know why i so tall....cos i tiptoe. HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02397.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:&amp;gt; ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02401.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bun buddies- me and gillian! LOVE YA! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02406.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehhe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-8844455146398658276?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/8844455146398658276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=8844455146398658276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/8844455146398658276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/8844455146398658276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/forget-about-me-forget-about-you-lets.html' title='Forget about me, forget about you, lets just start anew.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-8791849456419835359</id><published>2009-07-22T20:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T21:09:12.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I only wish that there was more than that, about me and you.</title><content type='html'>Walao eh uploading the photos can be such a headache. Using 'new' blogger and it's such a headache too, it kinda sucks when i want to rearrange the photos. Grr. This is one of the few reasons why i want to switch to livejournal instead. But on the brighter side, the font that is typed when posting is so much nicer mmh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K today was kind of a really really bad day. In a sense that I had minor flu early in the morning which lead me to non stop sneezing and caused my eyes to be tired and small&amp;nbsp;which is fucking uncomfortable ok!!! E lit was pretty much boring and i can't believe e lit is so slack this term, but overall still sucky cos a sucker came into my class today :( LOL. Oh oh mao bi lao shi was crazy today, and said that my drawing was cute and he was studying my table's drawing too and said it was....i dunno what but he was like..siao today. HAHA. HE SAY PX TRACE THE LEAVES OUT WHEN SHE DIDNT, LOL. &lt;br /&gt;I'm disappointed in my maths :'( Sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school train to e hub to eat seoul garden! It was fun cooking :) And Huiping was enthu about cooking food for us hahahha. At the start it was ok, then Gillian had stomachache and she vomitted :( Poor stead! Hope you are ok now!!!!!! Jia yue went to the toilet 3 times i suspect her bladder has problem and i had cramps omg :( EH I REALISE I VERY NAGGY TODAY. I shall stop here. I LOVE SEOUL GARDEN BROWNIE HOR, HUIPING ?!??!?!?!?1 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K bye bye. I need to do well for geog and physics or else i will emo like krazy next week :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: OH YAH, FORGET POST ABOUT THE DAMN NICE FIGHT IN CLASS 2DAY. I was helping dear colour his art, then hor hear this woman screaming. Px you rock!!!! Hhahaha. She and that lame bitch quarrel damn funny man, me and huiping laugh laugh laugh. Then quarrel until that lame bitch cry. LOL MAN. SUCKER. Like that also cry, abit lame right? HAHAHHA. Funny man, kena called to councelling or whatever LOL. SUCKER X2. Oh yeah i bet that another bitch will post about today. PEACE WHAT PEACE? GO EAT SHIT (Sudarno's style) LOL. MY CLASS HAS LOADS OF SUCKERS. OMG PLEASE ITS PATHETIC. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/220720096538-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, i look damn sick right.But hohoho group picture!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/220720096505-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jia yue odd 1 out! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/220720096516-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: right; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/220720096516-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/220720096536-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/220720096534-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suspect that my hair isn't growing at all. Look @ my fringe @I*$()@#(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/220720096533-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02369.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02372.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: left; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02372.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02370.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;LOL. new hairstyle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02379.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH. Pics starting from here is the fight between the two of them. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02380.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02381.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02386.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02371.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02349.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;////// Monday's? or&amp;nbsp; tues. CANT RMB. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02350.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-8791849456419835359?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/8791849456419835359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=8791849456419835359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/8791849456419835359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/8791849456419835359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-only-wish-that-there-was-more-than.html' title='I only wish that there was more than that, about me and you.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-2948961562234079044</id><published>2009-07-21T21:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T21:11:09.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Even though I really love you, I'm going to smile cos' I deserve to.</title><content type='html'>My computer's bluetooth is not working and i'm lazy to take the wire so i can't transfer the pictures into my computer :( Yeah and besides that, photobucket is fucked up and blogger is double fucked up too !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a not so great morning today. And noon wasn't that good either, with boring physics and maths, and stupid charisma when their main point is just to persuade us not to have sex before marriage. Come on......like we want to get pregnant now and lug something in our stomachs when we are still studying !??!?!? For 9 months. I can do so many things in 9 months without a bump in my stomach, thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after school went out with dear to vivo :D Went to the usual shops and i saw this damn overpriced top which is chio but overpriced like mad. $34.90 for a tank top with studs infront but in a nicer style. Grrrrrrrr. Had a fun time with dear today!!!! I ate alot today also i spent like...$8 at long john silvers :'(&lt;br /&gt;Fat me fat me. This weekend going to go jogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so tired. I just want to finish doing graphs and study geog and sleep alr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-2948961562234079044?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/2948961562234079044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=2948961562234079044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/2948961562234079044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/2948961562234079044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/even-though-i-really-love-you-im-going.html' title='Even though I really love you, I&apos;m going to smile cos&apos; I deserve to.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-3786548433970478740</id><published>2009-07-19T10:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T17:52:27.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something about you is just so addictive.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today.....my heart stopped working.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-3786548433970478740?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/3786548433970478740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=3786548433970478740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/3786548433970478740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/3786548433970478740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/something-about-you-is-just-so.html' title='Something about you is just so addictive.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-4413682936438946659</id><published>2009-07-17T20:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T20:30:58.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So i guess we already know that there's no end to this.</title><content type='html'>Eh, I watched Harry Potter today !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D Aww, now i've got nothing much to look forward to :'( The movie was nice leh i feel like re-reading the book again! And i'm sure that they missed out alot of parts lor, walao always like that one, narbei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is super boring. ... ................ ....&lt;br /&gt;I've decided not to buy that top alr :( And and i wanna get a new scheduler and make up pouch from artbox :( And i want to go shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to blog one :( I shall go and bathe and do my revision or homework or some shit. BYE BYE ZAI JIAN. P/s: I change my diet plan and it starts on sunday. LOL. Less food and half bowl of rice during dinner :( Can die lor. No supper also walao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-4413682936438946659?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/4413682936438946659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=4413682936438946659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/4413682936438946659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/4413682936438946659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-i-guess-we-already-know-that-theres.html' title='So i guess we already know that there&apos;s no end to this.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-7968740704933229134</id><published>2009-07-16T20:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T20:25:24.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You burnt our love into ashes without saying a word.</title><content type='html'>God i've been doing the same things since the first day of school. &lt;em&gt;After school -&gt; go out -&gt; come&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;home -&gt; bathe/use com -&gt; rush homework -&gt; go to sleep&lt;/em&gt;. GRR. It's driving me nuts. I keep saying this but from tmr onwards it's gonna be &lt;em&gt;After school -&gt; go out -&gt; come home -&gt; bathe -&gt; use com and do homework/revision but concentrate more on work -&gt; sleep at 10pm. &lt;/em&gt;Hopefully i will be able to sleep at 10pm today. I'm so tired :( I so bloody need to stop going on the computer and spend hours on it just mindlessly going around bloghopping and blogshopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...boring school day. Interesting in the morning hahahhaha Huiping congrats!! :D LOL. Oh and made smoothie during home econ, the banana one is so nice lor, dunno why they don't like.&lt;br /&gt;After school was supposed to go amk to meet sy and eat nebo but it was cancelled. So last minute decided to head over to katong laksa with sis and szening. Walao ehhhh stupid sis!!! We went to the katong laksa without aircon then i was complaining and she was laughing with guilt i hope LOL. And she somemore say got aircon one lor at first, cheat me :( The aircon-ed katong laksa nicer k!!! Then was bored...so bused with them to bedok and got to the library and slacked -.- And and and i beat her high score at the egg game on szening's ipod touch LOL!!!! Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww k bye. I need to start studying......NOOOO :( Stuff to study: Geog,physics,maths and chinese. (CHINESE ESP OMG.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02318.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!!!!!!!!!! retarded chicken lian got her crumpler and it's CHIO. omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02332.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME ME ME CUTE ME. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-7968740704933229134?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/7968740704933229134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=7968740704933229134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/7968740704933229134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/7968740704933229134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-burnt-our-love-into-ashes-without.html' title='You burnt our love into ashes without saying a word.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-585610590999693326</id><published>2009-07-15T19:01:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T20:49:10.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You can look into my eyes and pretend all you want but i know your love is just a lie.</title><content type='html'>LOL!! I have been wasting alot of time watching youtube videos. Especially Bunifah Latifah Halifah Sharifa Jackson !!!!!!!! LOL. Omg lah damn funny LOL OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't have ting xie today!!! I have another chance to learn tingxie i better go and learn later. As well as do my charisma reflection or else miss lai is going to flare up at me. I really miss Ms Chia alot :( She teaches so much better than the other teacher. Sigh. And and my legs hurt damn badly !!!!!!!!!! Grr. I am so suay. Guess it's my retribution for laughing at Jia yue and Gillian :( Ok......g2g. Lots of stuff to do :( And i need to buy the kappa shoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;AND AND &lt;em&gt;WHO YOU CALLING A BITCH? DO I LOOK LIKE YOUR MAMMA? &lt;/em&gt;LOLLLLLLLLLLLLL @ THIS !!!!!!!!!! Bunifah ftw. LOL. &lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="580"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r_MpKuXF6Qo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r_MpKuXF6Qo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="580"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rB8bJ2KbbXw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rB8bJ2KbbXw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-585610590999693326?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/585610590999693326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=585610590999693326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/585610590999693326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/585610590999693326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-know-that-youre-gone-but-i-dont-say.html' title='You can look into my eyes and pretend all you want but i know your love is just a lie.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-822188316735531155</id><published>2009-07-14T18:36:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T19:43:09.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It used to be the two of us but now it's just me thinking about you.</title><content type='html'>It's 7pm and i'm posting alr, hahahha specially for my dearest jia yue. And partly cos hor later i want to study physics and learn my ting xie hahahhaha i damn good right heheheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um.....today...had height and weight, and they measure me 1cm shorter :( And I'm like 45kg....which is fucking heavy ok!!! Need to jian fei 5kg. Starting tmr :'( Sigh, goodbye to nice food. Then i everynight have to do stretching to make myself taller, and also do skipping and sit ups everyday...zz. I fucking hate napfa to the max. I.need.to.go.to.the.gym. Nut ?!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And and sorry to px for not accompanying you to lan today....hope you had fun ok!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;You know you love me, xoxo gossip girl !! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaahhh and you know what. My dearest form teacher is FUCKING biased. I don't care if anybody reads this but it's mother fucking bias ok? He's seriously a million times worse then ryan chia. I SWEAR. He has no sense of fucking shame or what? If Janice ' can't ' be the chairman, then imo it should be kok jian being the chairman since he's vice. It's fair since we all voted zzzzz. And who the fuck cares about people like yi xin saying that kok jian is a lousy vice chairperson? SHE EVEN SAID JANICE WASN'T GOOD ENOUGH. COME ON LAH PLEASE, YOU CAN BE A BETTER CHAIRMAN? FUCK OFF. IF YOU'RE CHAIRMAN I'M BETTER OFF DEAD. WANT SLAP ME SOMEMORE, I DAMN SCARED MAN.&lt;br /&gt;Btw, it's not that i'm so bloody bothered by class polictics or some crap, it's just that i'm pissed and annoyed with people like him. I thought teachers were 'supposed to be fair and treat everybody the same' Bullshit lah knnbccb.&lt;br /&gt;Ok i don't want say anymore. Another few months and i'm out of this class. _l_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON THE BRIGHTER SIDE, GUESS WHAT !??!?!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;I'VE GOT THE HARRY POTTER TIX ALR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Watching it on friday with dear !!!!!!! It's not on the first day, but nvm, it's on the 2nd !!!!!! Super happy about it. Hehehehhe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/Picture0007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-822188316735531155?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/822188316735531155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=822188316735531155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/822188316735531155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/822188316735531155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/it-used-to-be-two-of-us-but-now-its.html' title='It used to be the two of us but now it&apos;s just me thinking about you.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-7302102129229652176</id><published>2009-07-13T20:39:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T21:12:24.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love grows where trust is laid, and love dies where trust is betrayed.</title><content type='html'>Eh,wanted to unlock my blog but hor don't feel like it yet LOL.&lt;br /&gt;School was....quite slack today :D English was super fun, cos mdm rai is so damn nice! She talked alot of crap today and she's damn cute too!!!!! Interaction made my mouth ache from laughing too much at retard yap. Love it when he comes for interaction :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a 'mini fight' with yixin today. I think it was funny. I didn't even want to fight with her man. LOL. Eh but it was fun. LOL. Oh and during lunch somebody threw my shoe damn high and it landed and above the door there nice one hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Triplets!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02294.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Me and Gillian realised that Jia yue's unglam is seriously the funniest one! We would have a collection soon :) &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;..............&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02291.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today's who's birthday ah? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some retard's birthday!!!!!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday To Sexy Lips Woman! ///&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(Happy 6th month too!!!!!!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Hi woman! Sorry couldn't find your the other pic with the wallet one, didn't know where it went! HAHA. Told you pose nice liao, give me this face for what. LOL. And and you're so lucky your birthday is on the same day as our 6th month!!!! :D Shows that we are fated to be steads! Hhahahha. LOL. Ok lah, happy 14th birthday to you! Now we are all 14! Except for that 15 year old kid. Eh, please don't go deaf i beg you. LOVE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-7302102129229652176?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/7302102129229652176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=7302102129229652176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/7302102129229652176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/7302102129229652176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/love-grows-where-trust-is-laid-and-love.html' title='Love grows where trust is laid, and love dies where trust is betrayed.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-2389681915974886048</id><published>2009-07-12T21:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T21:28:31.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes love comes around and it knocks you down.</title><content type='html'>I have many things to do after this :( I have....art drawing,charisma reflection and need to ching my maths holiday assignment tmr morning. Uhhhh.......right. I think i'm starting to hate maths. Grrrrr. That sucks. Ooh and i'm starting to study from tmr onwards !!! Roar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, got up so damn early to get to FEP and have my dumb haircut and now my fringe looks like a fucking piece of shit. Ok it's not that bad....idk :( But hope it grows soon. Mmh. I still prefer my fringe at the start of this year lor. Then got pissed at FEP...zzz. Fine i dont bother elaborating the rest. After tuition went to shop with sy. Got 2 tops and a chanel inspired bag!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! In baby pink. Omg so cute. When i grow up i'm going to get the real one. Chioness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well ok, need to get started. Ccb fucking hell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-2389681915974886048?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/2389681915974886048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=2389681915974886048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/2389681915974886048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/2389681915974886048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/sometimes-love-comes-around-and-it.html' title='Sometimes love comes around and it knocks you down.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-4113113371244787500</id><published>2009-07-11T19:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T19:50:31.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell me that you need me then you go and cut me down...</title><content type='html'>Didn't make it to kbox with Gillian,Jia yue and px because of dumb reasons. But anyway still made it to tampines to meet up with px and jia yue. We were like watching jia yue buy stuff! She bought this pair of topshop shoes and then bought her espirit wallet. Rich right.....hahhha. Then headed to frolicks to watch jia yue eat. Slacked there for 1 hour + o: Wanted to go vivo to get my F21 top, but decided not to :&gt; See, I'm quite good at this alr. LOL. But tmr i'll have to give in cos' i'm going to go FEP to have my haircut. Yay to new haircut :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. I shan't be irritating and crap about what stuff i need. I think it's getting on people's nerves :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02276.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CUTE ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Fat thighs though. :( ZZZZ I LOOK FUCKING FAT LEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02273.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute also, but i cuter. HEHEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02277.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02261.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02259.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02266.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02267.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!!!! Mother feeding xiao hai zi. HAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-4113113371244787500?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/4113113371244787500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=4113113371244787500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/4113113371244787500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/4113113371244787500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/tell-me-that-you-need-me-then-you-go.html' title='Tell me that you need me then you go and cut me down...'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-5631799997818207014</id><published>2009-07-10T20:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T20:27:46.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Until you're mine, I'm not going to be even close to complete.</title><content type='html'>Close to sleeping during english today. You know, i can't believe i failed that comprehension when it's supposed to be 'easy'. Guess i have to start reading more english books to improve my vocab! To think i used to find english my strong subject. Sigh..it's getting weaker now :(&lt;br /&gt;Oooh and i'm so loving art now!!!!! It's about fashion designing :&gt; Hehehehhehe. Art lessons seem to pass so fast now :D If i don't do well for term 3 art it just shows that i have no talent in fashion designing. Aww. Will try my best :D The other periods were boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yayy after school went out with dear! :&gt; Finally for the first time he didn't play soccer today, miracle man. Caught The Haunting in Connecticut. Grr it's scary :( I was covering my eyes like throughout the movie or whenever the scary part is coming. A much better movie than Drag me to hell imo. :D Nice nice nice nice !!! Sound effects are good too :D Then after the movie he sent me home mwarks :D Attack part 2 on monday hor, be careful hor dear. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh eh!!!!!! Where we going tmr ??!?!?!?!?!??!?!?&lt;br /&gt;And i think i'm going bugis with sy on sunday! Yay hoo. Clothes clothes clothes! Want to buy that F21 top so badly......:( Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02254.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02255.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillian da pro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-5631799997818207014?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/5631799997818207014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=5631799997818207014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/5631799997818207014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/5631799997818207014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/until-youre-mind-not-going-to-be-even.html' title='Until you&apos;re mine, I&apos;m not going to be even close to complete.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-2308252762680549927</id><published>2009-07-09T23:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T23:28:09.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So tell me another lie, please.</title><content type='html'>I wanna go to sleep.... :(&lt;br /&gt;Tiring day! Geography was kind of fun, with smashing the egg in the bottle and Miss Lai wearing contacts. DUA CHIO BU. HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHA. Hhehehe. Received major head injury during history lesson, bloody wenhao! rosamund do something about it !!!! And it was fun just going to home econs room for 5 mins just to close window and the bell rang :&gt; We rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, headed to vivo city with px. Window shopped like hell! Tired :( But was fun. Vivo is packed with nice stuff and we are happy cos Diva had sale today and everything was 3 bucks only. Damn worth it right!! Bought 2 stuff and px bought a necklace which is nice! Talked and kisiao-ed alot as usual. Haii i learnt a lesson and never to go home so late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02219.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02212.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid fringe kena wind blow. LOL. And i think it's huiping's tongue behind !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02213.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02214.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02221.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huiping!!!!!!!!! Still think your hair longer than mine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02222.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY CHIO HAIR HAHAHA. ok lah not so chio, looks weird just after letting down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02223.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AUNTIE LIAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02241.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUESS WHO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02239.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/DSC02240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GROSS EYEBAGS. Starting from tmr will be a new start. Will start to sleep early and study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-2308252762680549927?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/2308252762680549927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=2308252762680549927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/2308252762680549927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/2308252762680549927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-tell-me-another-lie-please.html' title='So tell me another lie, please.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-4431945999614278251</id><published>2009-07-08T20:22:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T20:49:25.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile even when your heart's aching, smile even when there's a storm raging.</title><content type='html'>Maths test tmr.....sigh. :'( Week 2 of school and there's a test alr. This is so fucked up. At least the other tests are on week 4. And maths is not on algebra alr, i bet i'm going to flunk this term badly for maths. Double fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yawn don't talk about school today. Even though ended at 1.45 it felt like millions of hours trapped in school. Triple fuck. Ooohhhh then after school went out with px!!! :D We went bugis there walk walk and I saw this topshop shoe damn nice, px wants also. Then we walked to bugis street and walked back to topshop, cos i decided to buy it. THEN HOR, NO MORE SIZE 5. LOL. DAMN ANGRY!!! We were only gone like half an hour plus then my size 5 gone. :( But anyway had it reserved. So no big deal. BUT STILL, WHO STOLE MY SIZE 5 DAMN U!!!&lt;br /&gt;Train to kembagan (how to spell!!) to get my top and px was being damn funny. Hhahahha LOL. Lucky we never laugh at there or else...hor px. Trained to tampines and we were talking so much that we didn't even realised we took the train the wrong direction until like 2 stops then we realised. Blur us! Got to T1 and got my topshop shoe !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Hheheheh. My first topshop item :&gt; I sound so suaku. LOL. And both of us are going to buy panties from topshop next week! Heheh. Super cute lah and damn cheap also! Woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;Ate at kopitiam, talk awhile then walked around t1 and went espirit to kisiao in the changing room! :&gt; Tried on a top which is quite nice except for the lace part. Maybe going to get it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just realised my post is damn wordy. Oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/About%20me/DSC02197.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We so cute hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/About%20me/DSC02203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We make good mothers :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/About%20me/DSC02201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s she's wearing fbts k. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/About%20me/DSC02202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehhhh i look retarded. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/About%20me/DSC02204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE TINY ONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...finally, not forgetting someone! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/About%20me/DSC02189.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SIS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday!!! You are 15 years old! :D Well don't make me jealous cos next year when you're sec 3 you are able to watch NC16 movies while we can't. And you can get your ic!!!! Wah damn jealous :( Hhahah. Thanks for being such a nice sis all the while and spending every morning together at the concourse is fun! Especially today laughing at the long queue of people wanting to take the thumbprint. I love you!!!! Look forward to celebrating you birthday tgt with Gillian's :D MWARKS :D I love your mei mao~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-4431945999614278251?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/4431945999614278251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=4431945999614278251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/4431945999614278251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/4431945999614278251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/smile-even-when-your-hearts-aching.html' title='Smile even when your heart&apos;s aching, smile even when there&apos;s a storm raging.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/About%20me/th_DSC02197.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-2000395299226990756</id><published>2009-07-07T21:04:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T22:18:19.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When love takes over, you know you can't deny.</title><content type='html'>School was quite a good start today with me skipping pe lesson! So...i just sat down there and watched everybody suffering doing training. There are many benefits about falling sick :D The other lessons after that were boring. Lit was damn slack with Ms Chua and her slack method of teaching love her to the max. Chinese was a free period!!!! We skipped alot of chinese periods alr, but i don't think we will get to tmr as it's the first lesson :( &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After school went out with.........................nnp. Ok lah, i don't so mean liao, my dear :D But he's really a nnp lor...LOL. We caught Ice Age in 3D!! It was cool cos i couldn't remember when was the last time i watched 3D movies, or maybe i never watch before O: The best part of the movie is the baby dinosaurs imo. THEY ARE DAMN CUTE!!!!!!!! I could die watching them. The way they said 'mama' was the best. Even nnp thinks so :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok oh yeah some pictures for you all to 'enjoy' hahah. We took 1 picture today, and we had it posed the same way as this picture we took last year. And we compared them! LOL. Ok lah quite a huge difference actually. Mmh. Then i got sort of bored and wanted to be lame so i browsed my archives at my old blog and took some photos of us during sec 1. Have a laugh man! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/About%20me/With%20love/070720096200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compare this......and.....&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;............&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;//////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/About%20me/With%20love/23062008855.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt; HAHAHAHHAHAHAHA. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/About%20me/With%20love/DSC015333.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/About%20me/With%20love/DSC01961.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Jiayue's old fringe! :&gt; And i look gross. zzzzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/About%20me/With%20love/DSC01726.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Vivo with Nut :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/About%20me/With%20love/DSC020241.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ok with other people also! Actually i got more, next time then post :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool how much we've changed right!!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-2000395299226990756?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/2000395299226990756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=2000395299226990756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/2000395299226990756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/2000395299226990756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/when-love-takes-over-you-know-you-cant.html' title='When love takes over, you know you can&apos;t deny.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-1447250220836233909</id><published>2009-07-06T20:55:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T21:06:51.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I used to be love drunk but now I'm hungover.</title><content type='html'>I'm so happy that i didn't spot anything nice online so far LOL or else i will be in a huge debt or whatever. Ok..uhm. Didn't manage to sell my phone! Now looking for secondhand shops :'( Try to find one at amk tmr :D&lt;br /&gt;Today was doing homework @macs day. I rock hehehe. I did like 25 questions by myself, i just sat there and did. And that nnp beside me was copying my answers. HOR. Damn you still rushing me now. I take your worksheet tmr and hide it then you know. Stupid guy!! LOL. I'm left with english journal and learning of ting xie. Nah bui, cmi :(&lt;br /&gt;Tmr have pe........but i hope i can skip it. I CAN SHOW MY ANTIBIOTICS TO THAT JIMMY CHOO SEE WHAT HE DO. Sure cannot send me do pe one lor, i on medication k. I love falling sick HAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK LAH BYE. I NEED BATHE. THIS GUY RUSHING ME :'( HE BULLY ME ONE LOR. But i still love him very much :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah p/s I DID BUY SMTH ONLINE. But it was ytd. Heh. $24!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-1447250220836233909?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/1447250220836233909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=1447250220836233909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/1447250220836233909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/1447250220836233909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/whenever-theres-loneliness-in-your.html' title='I used to be love drunk but now I&apos;m hungover.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-6686510814940331385</id><published>2009-07-05T12:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T13:30:34.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Those tears I shed, they are all forgotten now aren't they?</title><content type='html'>My mother maybe going to buy that bag for me !!!!!!! YAY. So i still have blazor, that top at FEP, that dress, and pull and bear top on my list. I swear once i fufill them i will stop thinking about clothes. Hehhehe. Maybe shall head over to FEP later.....:&gt;&lt;br /&gt;///////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Tagged by nut) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Besides your lips,where is your favourite spot to get kiss?&lt;br /&gt;Uh...don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) How do you feel when you wake up this morning?&lt;br /&gt;Tired :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Who was the last person you took photo with?&lt;br /&gt;Jia yue !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Would you consider yourself to be spoiled?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Would you ever donate blood?&lt;br /&gt;I would but afraid leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)Have you had a bestfriend who was an opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;Guess so o:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Do you want someone dead?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) What does your last msg says?&lt;br /&gt;'C how. '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9)What are you thinking right now?&lt;br /&gt;Those clothes that i want :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10)Do you wish someone to be with you right now?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11)What is the time you go to bed last night?&lt;br /&gt;around 1am i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12)Where did you buy the T-shirt you are wearing now?&lt;br /&gt;Don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13)Is someone on your mind?&lt;br /&gt;Of course :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14)Who was the last person texted you?&lt;br /&gt;My mum. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15)Tag 8 random people to do this survey!&lt;br /&gt;-Nut (tag back LOL)&lt;br /&gt;-Bryan&lt;br /&gt;-Smurf&lt;br /&gt;-Beehoon&lt;br /&gt;-Shiyun&lt;br /&gt;-Peixuan&lt;br /&gt;-Huiping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Who is no 2 having relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;ME. LOL. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) Is no 3 a male or female?&lt;br /&gt;Female!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Say something about no 1.&lt;br /&gt;She thinks she's fat, when i'm fatter than her !!! Damn U Nut.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-6686510814940331385?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/6686510814940331385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=6686510814940331385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/6686510814940331385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/6686510814940331385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/tagged-by-nut.html' title='Those tears I shed, they are all forgotten now aren&apos;t they?'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-9032760206987878272</id><published>2009-07-04T13:33:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T21:56:55.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You've got a smile that could light up this whole town but I haven't seen it in a while.</title><content type='html'>Excited for later on cos' i'm going to go Orchard with my mum. Well aparently she doesn't know that i'm going to ask her to buy stuff. But she should be smart enough to guess hehehe. :D Hope to get a great harvest later on :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and i think i'm going to unlock my blog soon. Dk leh, hahahha. Not sure if i should. Private blog is so much better imo. But i'm getting tired of logging in and stuff like that, having to invite people into my blog etc :( But later my mother find my blog how. LOL. Mmh. And and I wanna watch Ice Age 3 and Transformers 2! You know, i haven't been watching movies lately. Roar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: GOING TO GO ON A HUGE SHOPPING SPREE IN 2 WEEKS TIME. I love myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'I will let you go and set you free,and when you see what you need to see, when you find you....come back to me. '&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Edit)&lt;br /&gt;Eh walao. It wasn't a really good harvest :(&lt;br /&gt;I only bought a pair of chio shoes, skirt, earrings and waterbottle. (.......) Damn. My mother refused to buy that top i wanted damn her !!!!!!! and the bag i wanted also. Damn her x2 !!!!!!!! LOL. So, tmr or next week i have to go back to FEP to get that top that i want. FML. I'm going to go broke. I can seriously predict it. I STILL WANT THAT PULL AND BEAR TOP. Neh neh sure no stock alr. Omg angry :(&lt;br /&gt;Still searching high and low for nice oversized tee. Apparently either i'm too fickle minded, or there are no nice oversized tees around. Ahhh and the worse thing is that my taste for clothes have totally changed from the a few months ago so i don't really like my clothes in my wardrobe. That sucks or what ?!?!?!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I...want...to.....go....shopping.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-9032760206987878272?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/9032760206987878272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=9032760206987878272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/9032760206987878272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/9032760206987878272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/youve-got-smile-that-could-up-this.html' title='You&apos;ve got a smile that could light up this whole town but I haven&apos;t seen it in a while.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-7119748074077520753</id><published>2009-07-03T20:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T20:23:12.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flames to dust, lovers to friends: All good things come to an end.</title><content type='html'>I.am.going.to.get.fat !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (No wait, i'm alr fat. FML) I ate....3/4 of cheese macaroni this morning, plus my breakfast,iced milo,tom yum noodles, 7up, double chocolate frappe and dinner. LIKE THAT HOW TO NOT GET FATTTER THAN WHAT I AM. ROAR. I've been saying that i wna diet from last week but i haven't started yet :'( Useless me. Shall start tmr. I swear. I will look at food as though it's...... ......uhm.....an ugly pair of shoes. That will work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changed seats today. Ljb i'm sitting right in front, in the center but i guess it's better than my old seat. Not really. I cant stand the sight when i turn. _l_ But at least i get to talk to px and jia yue hahah. And and after school went out with dear :D Thank u for going with me to orchard, i know how much you hate it there. THANK YOU I LOVE YOU :D :D Got my top yayy. Wnet to macs to 'study' after that. Uhm, yeah ok that place is seriously flooded with PL people.&lt;br /&gt;Got home and decided i'm not going to get that pair of chio shoes. Idk, my heart just tells me not to waste 30 bucks on it. Maybe fate will bring me to another chio-er one and cheaper ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok going to drag my mother out with me to kind of shop tmr. Hope it will be successful.&lt;br /&gt;And i've kind of cheer up. Going to school to hang out with friends and see my darling helps alot :D I think. Hope so :D Hehehe. LOL. I like using hehehe now. I've turned twit :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/About%20me/With%20love/6411_115982437227_590127227_2845495.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NICE BAGS! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/About%20me/With%20love/6411_115982407227_590127227_2845491.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STARING AT....idk. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Ripped the pics from px's blog. Fucker phone bluetooth spoilt. I tell you my next phone not going to be sony erricson alr. Neh neh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-7119748074077520753?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/7119748074077520753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=7119748074077520753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/7119748074077520753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/7119748074077520753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/flames-to-dust-lovers-to-friends-all.html' title='Flames to dust, lovers to friends: All good things come to an end.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-7461130009438150574</id><published>2009-07-02T15:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T15:40:48.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The course of true love never did run smooth.</title><content type='html'>Didn't go school today too, woke up in the morning with fever. Mmh.&lt;br /&gt;I updated the links section, removed alot of links :'( It felt like i was removing my memories away....i remembered each and everyone of them, but they didn't remember me. Realised that most of it is online friends/primary school ones. Hai sad. :( Then i changed the colour of the links and the font too. I like the pink :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i've been reading A Midsummer Night's Dream by Willian Shakespeare O: Act 1 only, damn cheem. But the quotes were nice :D Ok...bored. Boredom can lead to many things. Will do my chinese later and do my english also. Must start studying alr :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish i could go shopping now. It would definately cheer me up. I don't think i feel any better from yesterday (emotionally), sigh. My heart feels so empty. And i have MC for tmr too. Maybe not going school again. Will think about it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Edit) Hehehhe i just bought vintage sandals online. Damn chio muahx !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-7461130009438150574?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/7461130009438150574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=7461130009438150574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/7461130009438150574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/7461130009438150574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/course-of-true-love-never-did-run.html' title='The course of true love never did run smooth.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-7247065605038649499</id><published>2009-07-01T21:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T22:00:52.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You said move on (where do I go)</title><content type='html'>Honestly, I'm not getting any further with my pile of chinese homework. I've tried. But i can't understand a single fucking thing about the fucking comprehension. ..... I've tried doing chinese compo. But nothing comes into my head. No ideas at all. I will try again later....when it's nearing 10pm alr. ................. ...... Not in a single mood to do homework at all....tmr jia yue and baby is going to help me with my comprehension. Thank u muaxz :D Shall try to do at least a paragraph for my chinese compo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody should kill me. Bursting out in tears every few minutes sucks. Don't ask me what happened cos i won't tell you until i feel like telling. Now i dread every minute of my life, afraid that something would happen. Afraid that there would be no tomorrow, afraid of everything. Prayed like a gazillion times alr, hope he will help me ..... i can do nothing about it for now. Pray so hard that nothing bad would happen....the next few days would be tough i guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-7247065605038649499?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/7247065605038649499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=7247065605038649499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/7247065605038649499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/7247065605038649499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-said-move-on-where-do-i-go.html' title='You said move on (where do I go)'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-3957758312504237900</id><published>2009-06-29T21:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T22:16:52.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I tried to forgive but it's not enough to make it all ok.</title><content type='html'>Only slept like 4 hours last night :'( ........ I'm so damn sleep deprived. Haiiixxxxxx i need to go to the doctor soon. Can't sleep, seriously. This problem has been going on for i think at least a year. I have insomnia. Omg :( That's pathetic. I think about too many stuff i guess. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was overall suckish (i mean, when has school ever become fun). Physics teacher is b.i.t.c.h.y !!!! Argh can't stand her at all. Wonder how am I going to survive with her for the next 2 terms. Yuck. All the physics teachers sucks except for Miss Chia :D K then art ..... then after school we all went to plaza sing to get Huiping's slipper. Headed to Far East to find her present, bought for her this dickies bag. Quite nice! :D Went to Wisma and Taka after that too. Saw a nike water bottle, damn nice. But i still like my baby cow ... :( LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok enough crapping. I AM DAMN EXCITED ABOUT TMR. GOING TO BUY CLOTHES TMR WITH PX. YAY WOO HOO. Damn excited! I think she is excited too cos she's going to get her F21 top i think. I'm going to get my max &amp;amp; moore stuff! And maybe that F21 top that i saw today. I LOVE BUYING STUFF. It makes me so happy muaxxxx. I AM THE HAPPIEST PERSON NOW EVEN THOUGH I NEED TO DO CHI AND MATHS AFTER THIS. LANJIAOBIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s I LOVE YOU DEAR :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/About%20me/With%20love/290620096060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHHA IDK WHY I LOOKING DOWN.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;(edit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/image1xl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Suddenly i don't feel so happy anymore. THIS IS SO NICE !!!!!!!!!!!! THE 'BLAZOR' sort of. I want i want i want. :( But it's like $50 plus or even $60 converted and including shipping fee?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;................................................&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-3957758312504237900?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/3957758312504237900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=3957758312504237900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/3957758312504237900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/3957758312504237900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-tried-to-forgive-but-its-not-enough.html' title='I tried to forgive but it&apos;s not enough to make it all ok.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-688733057430689835</id><published>2009-06-28T12:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T13:01:16.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your faith walks on broken glass and the hangover doesn't pass.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Today is a very special day . ............ .... :&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy 10th Month Darling :D &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya...i don't want be mushy mushy on my blog so I just say i love you k. LOL :D I shall save my mushy talk when I meet you... tmr? LOL. I love you, teehee. LOL. Quarck :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:'( Damn sad cos can't meet darling today. Partly because I have tuition today.Yah lah the fucking cb chinese tuition at lanjiaobin bugis start again alr. Nah beh. Must see that teacher face and stupid fu lu shou complex. I hate that place i tell you. Then I must walk pass topshop and try not to cry because I might see that bag that I like. Grrr.&lt;br /&gt;And..i'm finishing maths soon :D Still have the online quiz only. Oh and i still haven't finish chinese but can make it one lah. Chinese and maths is on wednesday :D And and i'm going to start my diet tmr, first day of school. Can't stand my fats anymore, disgusting. Eww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s. I missed the flea ytd, and gonna miss it today again! Reason: No $$$. FML.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-688733057430689835?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/688733057430689835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=688733057430689835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/688733057430689835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/688733057430689835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/06/your-faith-walks-on-broken-glass-and.html' title='Your faith walks on broken glass and the hangover doesn&apos;t pass.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-8414678337104776212</id><published>2009-06-27T14:38:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T23:13:24.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday to you happy birthday to you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt360/aheadoflove/About%20me/With%20love/DSC01303-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY HAN HUI PING! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's your birthday today :D Hope you enjoyed your holidays and enjoy today too. Curly fringe woman finally rebonded her fringe :D And wear contacts soon k? Chio bu x10000000000 sure got guys queue up to jio you. HAHAHHA :D Ytd you said you were going to grow up to be a P1 kid! YAY. Our huiping's finally grown up :D Happy birthday to you ~ Study hard k, you will do well for the End Of Years. And hope we can get into the same class. I LOVE YOU LOADS.&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Sorry last night wished you 20 minutes late :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;///////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(add a point for things you've done before: Ripped from Nut)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. smoked.&lt;br /&gt;2. consumed alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;3. slept in the same bed with someone of the opposite sex.&lt;br /&gt;4. slept in the same bed with someone of the same sex.&lt;br /&gt;5. kissed someone of the same sex.&lt;br /&gt;6. had sex.&lt;br /&gt;7. had someone in your room other than family.&lt;br /&gt;8. watched porn.&lt;br /&gt;9. bought porn.&lt;br /&gt;10. tried drugs.&lt;br /&gt;#MY TOTAL: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. taken painkillers.&lt;br /&gt;2. taken someone else's prescription medicine.&lt;br /&gt;3. lied to your parents.&lt;br /&gt;4. lied to a friend.&lt;br /&gt;5. snuck out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;6. done something illegal.&lt;br /&gt;7. felt hurt.&lt;br /&gt;8. hurt someone.&lt;br /&gt;9. wished someone to die.&lt;br /&gt;10. seen someone die.&lt;br /&gt;#MY TOTAL: 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. missed curfew.&lt;br /&gt;2. stayed out all night.&lt;br /&gt;3. eaten a carton of ice cream by yourself.&lt;br /&gt;4. been to a therapist.&lt;br /&gt;5. received a ticket.&lt;br /&gt;6. been to rehab&lt;br /&gt;7. dyed your hair.&lt;br /&gt;8. been in an accident.&lt;br /&gt;9. been to a club.&lt;br /&gt;10. been to a bar&lt;br /&gt;#MY TOTAL: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. been to a wild party.&lt;br /&gt;2. been to a Mardi Gras parade.&lt;br /&gt;3. drank more than three alcoholic beverages in a night.&lt;br /&gt;4. had a spring break in Florida.&lt;br /&gt;5. sniffed anything&lt;br /&gt;6. wore black nail polish&lt;br /&gt;7. wore arm bands.&lt;br /&gt;8. wore t-shirts with band names.&lt;br /&gt;9. listened to rap.&lt;br /&gt;10. owned a 50 Cent CD.&lt;br /&gt;#MY TOTAL: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. dressed gothic&lt;br /&gt;2. dressed girly.&lt;br /&gt;3. dressed punk.&lt;br /&gt;4. dressed grunge.&lt;br /&gt;5. stole something.&lt;br /&gt;6. been too drunk to remember anything.&lt;br /&gt;7. blacked out.&lt;br /&gt;8. fainted.&lt;br /&gt;9. had a crush on a neighbor.&lt;br /&gt;#MY TOTAL: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. had a crush on a friend.&lt;br /&gt;2. been to a concert.&lt;br /&gt;3. dry-humped someone.&lt;br /&gt;4. been called a slut.&lt;br /&gt;5. called someone a slut.&lt;br /&gt;6. installed speakers in your car.&lt;br /&gt;7. broken a mirror.&lt;br /&gt;8. showered at someone of the opposites sex's house&lt;br /&gt;9. brushed your teeth with someone else's toothbrush.&lt;br /&gt;#MY TOTAL: 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. consider/considered Ludacris your favorite rapper.&lt;br /&gt;2. seen an R-rated movie in theater.&lt;br /&gt;3. cruised the mall.&lt;br /&gt;4. skipped school.&lt;br /&gt;5. had surgery.&lt;br /&gt;6. had an injury.&lt;br /&gt;7. gone to court.&lt;br /&gt;8. walked out of a restaurant without paying/tipping.&lt;br /&gt;9. caught something on fire.&lt;br /&gt;10. lied about your age.&lt;br /&gt;#MY TOTAL: 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. owned/rented an apartment/house.&lt;br /&gt;2. broke the law in the police's presence.&lt;br /&gt;3. made out with someone who had a gf/bf&lt;br /&gt;4. got in trouble with the police.&lt;br /&gt;5. talked to a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;6. hugged a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;7. kissed a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;8. rode in the car with a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;9. been harassed.&lt;br /&gt;10.been verbally harassed.&lt;br /&gt;#MY TOTAL: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. met face-to-face with someone you met online.&lt;br /&gt;2. stayed online for 5+ hours straight.&lt;br /&gt;3. talked on the phone for more than 4 hours straight.&lt;br /&gt;4. watched TV for 5 hours straight.&lt;br /&gt;5. been to a fair.&lt;br /&gt;6. been called a bad influence.&lt;br /&gt;7. drink and drive.&lt;br /&gt;8. prank-called someone.&lt;br /&gt;9. laid on a couch with someone of the opposite sex.&lt;br /&gt;10. cheated on a test.&lt;br /&gt;#MY TOTAL: 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL SCORE : 47&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If You Have Less Than 10.. write [im a Goody Goody]&lt;br /&gt;If You Have More Than 10.. write [im still a goody goody]&lt;br /&gt;If You Have more Than 20..write [im average]&lt;br /&gt;If You Have More Than 30..write [im a bad kid]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If You have more than 40..write [im a very bad influence]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If You Have more than 50..write [im a horrible person]&lt;br /&gt;If You Have more than 60..write [i should be in jail]&lt;br /&gt;If You Have more than 70..Write [i should be dead]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a bad influence lor :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-8414678337104776212?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-7519295254388824939</id><published>2009-06-26T23:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T23:17:39.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And i'm going to miss you like a child misses their blanket.</title><content type='html'>Irritating. I hate it when i'm broke and I can do NOTHING about it. It pisses me off. I have many things i want to buy on my list and I can't fufil them !!! :(&lt;br /&gt;Grr. I still want that denim jacket (ok very long ago alr), i want the NUM party tank, and those havanias, that pull and bear top, topshop bag (newly spotted, it's gorgeous) and i have to get my new box of contacts. And and hair extensions which is like $100 plus or even $200 plus for the good ones, and obviously double digit for the okay ones at bugis i think. It's fucking ex, it's like half of my monthly allowance or even my whole month's allowance :'( Found one good shop at City Plaza mmh $1 for a strand i think it's reasonable. Will see about it when I get cash....so i'm gonna start saving next week :D Prolly will take around 2 weeks or 3 to get that sum of money. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave that aside for now :'( ..... I went out with babyyy today :D We went Ehub to eat Seoul Garden (LOL 2nd time) and it was great :D Didn't eat alot but i was super full. K then walk walk etc lor and went home. And spent like 2 hours trying to do the hair bow thing and i failed miserably. The hair bow that i have has fucking holes. But it looks kind of cute though :D LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:'( $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$. Support my blogshop pls &lt;a href="http://mingledaffairs.livejournal.com/"&gt;http://mingledaffairs.livejournal.com/&lt;/a&gt; :D Love you 2 the max. AND I SAW THIS CUTE COW WATERBOTTLE DAMN CUTE I WANT TO BUY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-7519295254388824939?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/7519295254388824939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=7519295254388824939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/7519295254388824939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/7519295254388824939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/06/and-im-going-to-miss-you-like-child.html' title='And i&apos;m going to miss you like a child misses their blanket.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-4128385149709356888</id><published>2009-06-24T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T00:29:37.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fairytales don't always have a happy ending, do they?</title><content type='html'>I felt like I have gained a thousand kg today.&lt;br /&gt;Ate seoul garden with Nut :D Sastisfying but after I ate totally regretted it because i knew i was going to get fat. Got my bag, and it was awesome, they had 20% discount. And i'm so going to go for hair extensions maybe during the third week of school. Anybody wants? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy post. Pictures :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" alt="DSC02015" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3344/3657536900_ca4fa3b4e3.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nut: " Wait wait wait !!! Is my hair ok? .. ..... ok you can take the picture. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" alt="DSC02019" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3611/3657536916_0b081fe38c.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I EAT SO GENTLY. ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" alt="DSC02023" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2464/3657536924_794b3b1071_o.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and...............yeah you get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" alt="DSC02051" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3631/3657538784_068e91856e.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" alt="DSC02033" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3342/3657536954_d0505be60c.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" alt="DSC02032" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3358/3657536938_1681cbf6d3.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" alt="DSC02031" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2444/3657536926_1762151c88.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="480" alt="DSC02041" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3602/3657538776_833bf79f85_o.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-4128385149709356888?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/4128385149709356888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=4128385149709356888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/4128385149709356888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/4128385149709356888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/06/fairytales-dont-always-have-happy.html' title='Fairytales don&apos;t always have a happy ending, do they?'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3344/3657536900_ca4fa3b4e3_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-8797072025225869675</id><published>2009-06-22T23:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T23:25:46.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You kiss me so sweetly, taste just like Hershey's</title><content type='html'>Sad events today:&lt;br /&gt;1. My forever 21 bag was nowhere to be found. THAT WOMAN OR MAN WHO BOUGHT THAT BAG CAN GO AND SUCK IT !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :'( Make me wanna cry.&lt;br /&gt;2. Battled myself not to buy that Pull and Bear top.&lt;br /&gt;3. Felt sad in the afternoon cos of some reasons.&lt;br /&gt;4. That top is seducing me to go and buy it .... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy events today:&lt;br /&gt;1. Was deciding between 2 Pull and Bear tops. Wanted to buy both but.. (sad event point 2).&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY STIL HAPPY THAT I BOUGHT ONE TOP.&lt;br /&gt;2. I can save like $9 cos the forever 21 bag was sold out, so i can go bugis and buy the other bag that i wanted. It's 9 bucks cheaper :D&lt;br /&gt;3. BABY BABY BABY !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! We are happy people again.&lt;br /&gt;4. Opened my blog shop :D&lt;br /&gt;5. I MADE UP MY MIND AND I'M GOING TO SNATCH THAT PULL AND BEAR TOP AS SOON AS I'VE GOT CASH $$$$$ (Which is like, next next week)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 VS 5. I should be happy? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Tmr people are coming to my house and study. Wow i think it will be like a study party? Lol. Hmm. Update about tmr, tmr. LOL. Hope can finish some homework :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s looking forward to this friday :D :D :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;AND GO TO &lt;strong&gt;MINGLEDAFFAIRS.LIVEJOURNAL.COM &lt;/strong&gt;OK! Love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-8797072025225869675?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/8797072025225869675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=8797072025225869675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/8797072025225869675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/8797072025225869675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-kiss-me-so-sweetly-taste-just-like.html' title='You kiss me so sweetly, taste just like Hershey&apos;s'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-7492758562582984386</id><published>2009-06-21T20:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T21:12:49.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes you just make me feel like crying more.</title><content type='html'>Kind of in a depressed state... ....... ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;////////////////// /// //////////////////////////////// //////////////////////////////////////////////&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s I need money.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-7492758562582984386?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/7492758562582984386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=7492758562582984386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/7492758562582984386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/7492758562582984386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/06/sometimes-you-just-make-me-feel-like.html' title='Sometimes you just make me feel like crying more.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-1670474698532582718</id><published>2009-06-20T20:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T21:00:09.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flowers without petals.</title><content type='html'>Sigh. With heavy and black eyebags/dark cirles, fat thighs and ugly fringe, I can be the winner of the 'who's the ugliest' competition. Winner. With honours. _l_ So.....i'm going to sleep early today and start dieting tmr. A.s.a.p. Too lazy to blog. Hmm. Hope i can get my 1 week in advance allowance, so that i can buy clothes tmr. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" alt="IMG_2267" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3571/3643076001_8c150350b8.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" alt="IMG_2247" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2464/3643899870_1913a633e7.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" alt="IMG_2255" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2320/3643896548_19b4afa2c2.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" alt="IMG_2254" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3552/3643896556_40959239f7.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" alt="IMG_2256" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2444/3643896544_e9d584602b.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="375" alt="IMG_2257" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3636/3643896540_3d5649d2ae.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="375" alt="IMG_2258" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3627/3643896534_e2d43468f3.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(L)(L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="375" alt="IMG_2260" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3576/3643076007_e01c9d0afa.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" alt="IMG_2261" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3395/3643076003_7e9e69b9f4.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" alt="IMG_2269" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3645/3643075999_6784f7873c.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="375" alt="IMG_2270" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3657/3643075997_c2c2943ee3.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" alt="IMG_2271" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3349/3643075993_0041c9c2eb.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-1670474698532582718?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/1670474698532582718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=1670474698532582718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/1670474698532582718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/1670474698532582718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/06/flowers-without-petals.html' title='Flowers without petals.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3571/3643076001_8c150350b8_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-6343618589577957968</id><published>2009-06-19T20:47:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T21:29:42.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>But the one that's shining out so bright, is the one right where you are.</title><content type='html'>Well ok, I love camwhoring for the webcam! It's so fun :D Next time when Nut sy or whoever comes we're going to camwhore like mad on my webcam! I used to do this last year but I stopped for who knows what reason but it's mad fun omg :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sy came today and i'm super proud to say that I finished 1 chapter of maths, and half of geog. SERIOUSLY, YAY. Geog will be done after monday because i'm writing about that. I love myself now seriously. I am fucking awesome :D I love myself i love myself i love myself. Tmr I shall finish history and maths. And chinese and lit will leave it to next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and big pictures from now onwards! I'm using flickr now. So much better than blogger uploader. Tsk. I'm officially.......broke :'( Feel like crying so badly. Omgz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="480" alt="11" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2470/3641278474_9ae1f8ddb4_o.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="480" alt="1" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3581/3640459219_8f3311bf02_o.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="480" alt="1" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2436/3641281200_21db605a8c_o.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="480" alt="2" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3547/3641281198_e82753ed1f_o.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="480" alt="3" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3327/3641281196_c75139ccf8_o.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="480" alt="4" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3575/3641280898_6145ce2be9_o.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blue nails :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="480" alt="Picture0059" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3388/3641280886_1a960ae8d5_o.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="480" alt="6" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2435/3641280882_26c5159225_o.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="480" alt="7" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2469/3641280860_1dc6dc8033_o.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="480" alt="8" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2466/3641280856_b1cf79d7b1_o.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="480" alt="9" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3640/3641280834_ee679ca10f_o.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="480" alt="10" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3400/3641278476_050cabe6ee_o.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My signature face. -pouts-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="480" alt="13" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3310/3641278468_dae484acc8_o.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="480" alt="16" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3313/3641273916_195e64d5da_o.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="480" alt="18" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3622/3640459255_0e4c46e968_o.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="480" alt="Picture0012 (2)" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3657/3640459231_90166bf901_o.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="480" alt="20" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3579/3640459227_76522b5fdd_o.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="480" alt="21" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3577/3640459223_80a52b7885_o.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="480" alt="23" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3581/3640459219_8f3311bf02_o.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="create avatar" href="http://picasion.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="338" alt="create avatar" src="http://picasion.com/pic10/bfb8f3adaf8fb8fda25eef25e4f3a514.gif" width="450" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-6343618589577957968?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/6343618589577957968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=6343618589577957968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/6343618589577957968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/6343618589577957968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/06/but-one-thats-shining-out-so-bright-is.html' title='But the one that&apos;s shining out so bright, is the one right where you are.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-8341974373872981234</id><published>2009-06-18T20:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T20:48:42.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's never too late to mend a broken heart.</title><content type='html'>I caught &lt;em&gt;Land Of The Lost&lt;/em&gt; today. Eh, I totally disagree with the critics saying that it's a bad movie, because it rocks !!!!!!!!! Some people says it's funny and i agree with them :D It's so funny but the jokes are kinda sexual content, so yeah. But it's nice overall :D Watched the movie with baby today hope he enjoyed it too :D Oh and food court food are so nice yet so damn cheap. I'm so going to stick to food court next time when i'm broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm and eyeliner on the uhm bottom part of the eye does not fit me well i think. I look so...gothic. Won't post the photo up. LOL. My webcam is okay alr :D But can't work on MSN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-8341974373872981234?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/8341974373872981234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=8341974373872981234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/8341974373872981234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/8341974373872981234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-never-too-late-to-mend-broken-heart.html' title='It&apos;s never too late to mend a broken heart.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-4599452152225525898</id><published>2009-06-17T14:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T14:45:28.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You will always be the one for me.</title><content type='html'>Ok i'm back. Chalet was...alright for the first day and boring on the second. Went to Gillian's house first on the first day, played games on the computer and blah blah went to check in at Aranda and went MRT to fetch people. Then i went ehub to play arcade with darling :x Went back for bbq. The boys were being so lame. Only started to bbq the chicken at damn late. But luckily there was cooked food that we prepared plus Janice's and Jinghui's fried rice :D Played water bomb awhile? Slacked etc. ........ ... played truth or dare then at midnight watched Drag me to hell :D (FIRST MIDNIGHT MOVIE!) LOL. Poor tianlerk kena forced to watch with us :( Anw overall nice movie but scary too omg. Rosa was laughing and screaming throughout the movie, nice. After that went back to chalet and we played cards and talked. Didn't sleep at all though i tried while with baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, ok that's about it. 2nd day was.....cannot describe at all. Fucking boring to me. Hmm cherylmine and sudarno left at morning cos they had stuff on. Rosa went to Clara's house awhile, Px was sleeping. Me and tianlerk stoned at the living room watching tv. HAHAHHA. Damn boring. Almost died i swear. Then for like 15 mins i guess Tianlerk was entertained cos baby's class came to sit down for awhile. Ok.. .... then went ehub to play bowling with clara etc. After that i went back to the chalet and watched tv until 3 or 4. Took bus home with baby cos had something on after that D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoped the rest had fun. Ooohhh and today's 5th month with my phone! Omg. I love you phone. I think i should name you. Ok. Going to ask my dear boy for suggestions. LOL. Ok :D LAST LONG PHONE I LOVE YOU. (kiss kiss)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjiKiWUFNVI/AAAAAAAABiU/Vq2BrnuyjRo/s1600-h/150620095817.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348176880212456786" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjiKiWUFNVI/AAAAAAAABiU/Vq2BrnuyjRo/s400/150620095817.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I.AM.THE.GAMBLING.QUEEN :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjiKivtoCJI/AAAAAAAABic/_5jCV_KghjU/s1600-h/150620095852.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348176887030483090" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjiKivtoCJI/AAAAAAAABic/_5jCV_KghjU/s400/150620095852.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL. The ones who slept over on the first night :D Without px. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-4599452152225525898?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/4599452152225525898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=4599452152225525898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/4599452152225525898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/4599452152225525898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-will-always-be-one-for-me.html' title='You will always be the one for me.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjiKiWUFNVI/AAAAAAAABiU/Vq2BrnuyjRo/s72-c/150620095817.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-3030718169595847634</id><published>2009-06-14T19:39:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T10:35:22.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuck you and all your fucking lies.</title><content type='html'>Knnbccb. My parents don't want to buy me new specs. Wtf. I don't want to wear contacts to school everyday. I want to buy new specs :( I saw 2 very nice ones today, one is black and the other is white. Both are damn nice. Ugh my specs are old alr lah, wtf. Zzz see also want vomit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went 'shopping' with sy at bugis. Actually wasn't supposed to shop. I just wanted to get my skirt. Wow i think i should never go out. I saw nice stuff again ZZ. Tried on the dress at topshop, it's fucking nice please someone buy it for me $69 and another top at topshop which is quite nice. I.need.to.save.money. Next sunday going to go back bugis again :D To get my dress maybe i guess and another top that i wanted to buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class chalet, will be away for the next 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fuck you, you don't even give a damn.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit: LET ME SHOW YOU THE BEAUTIFUL DRESS NAO!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjWyoWNzf5I/AAAAAAAABiM/6kLFNvEgY_0/s1600-h/26D79UTUR_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347376538800324498" style="WIDTH: 169px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjWyoWNzf5I/AAAAAAAABiM/6kLFNvEgY_0/s400/26D79UTUR_thumb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's nice right! To me i guess. I love the cutting! It's simple yet....the back is damn unique! Sad i can't show you guys the pic of the back. It's so chio :( I want to buy it. But when will i ever get to wear this out? Sigh. Hmm anyway this dress is under petite section. Ok i guess i will admit that i'm short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-3030718169595847634?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/3030718169595847634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=3030718169595847634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/3030718169595847634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/3030718169595847634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/06/fuck-you-and-all-your-fucking-lies.html' title='Fuck you and all your fucking lies.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjWyoWNzf5I/AAAAAAAABiM/6kLFNvEgY_0/s72-c/26D79UTUR_thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-4238269671469586495</id><published>2009-06-13T20:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T23:15:59.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roses, kisses and wine.</title><content type='html'>Went to meet Nut,Smurf,Guof,Vanessa and Boon today. Damn bored didn't know what to do. Hmm. I bought new shoes at bugis :D It's like gladiator sandals, but in a much more classic and nicer version. Ok...I think i gave that boon a bad impression of me. Shit. I was eating like some disgusting shit at subway. It's not my fault, the lettuce and egg mayo kept splattering around! :( Ah sad. I'm always known as the 'disgusting eater' for smurf's bfs. Leon also. Ok sucky much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. I so want that topshop dress that i saw today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;./&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;///////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////&lt;/center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY FIFTH MONTH GILLIAN!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjOjCERJBBI/AAAAAAAABiE/YhdSGoIhc6w/s1600-h/DSC01777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346796438519612434" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjOjCERJBBI/AAAAAAAABiE/YhdSGoIhc6w/s400/DSC01777.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sixth month! Kind of fast isn't it! :D Haven't seen you for a very long time alr, but gna see you soon on monday :D Can't wait to see how you cook. And i'm so going to teach you cooking you hopeless girl! :D I love you! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-4238269671469586495?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/4238269671469586495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=4238269671469586495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/4238269671469586495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/4238269671469586495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/06/roses-kisses-and-wine.html' title='Roses, kisses and wine.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjOjCERJBBI/AAAAAAAABiE/YhdSGoIhc6w/s72-c/DSC01777.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-5889245377446476124</id><published>2009-06-12T21:09:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T22:08:23.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You spin my head right round right round, when you go down, when you go down down.</title><content type='html'>I think. I got sunburnt today. Woohoo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm going to get tanner by abit. Yes yes yes yes yes yes yay me :D So happy! I'm not a sadist but i feel so happy that i got sunburnt. SEE THE DARKER VERSION OF ME SOON PEOPLE :D No more white-as-ghost alr. I'm too white and too fair. A little darker will do :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went www today! At like super early. Met Nut at Hg at 9 .15am? Wow. Reached www at 10 plus and it was so fucking hot. The sun was super good for a tan :D Sat rides all that. Almost broke my neck at slide up. LOL. And Nut and I were damn disgusted by this gross and lame guy. Like.....ew? Omg. So ugly beng. Ew. Ate pizza hut and talked alot :D Camwhored alot today also :D 50 plus pictures i think, but won't post all :D&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I went topshop today to try on the skirt. It's fucking ugly on me. Sigh...... :( Sucks to fat thighs man. They look like ball of fats. ZZ fuck you thighs. I hate you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s WHERE TO GO TMR ?!???!?!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJX5MvMsrI/AAAAAAAABhM/QtrtCFkztlE/s1600-h/DSC02341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346432347825550002" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJX5MvMsrI/AAAAAAAABhM/QtrtCFkztlE/s400/DSC02341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning us !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Fresh face fresh face ha hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJX4yAFvII/AAAAAAAABg0/CeiIU3aG8bY/s1600-h/DSC02338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346432340648639618" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJX4yAFvII/AAAAAAAABg0/CeiIU3aG8bY/s400/DSC02338.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJYh6TgZII/AAAAAAAABhs/bmArEtEU_58/s1600-h/DSC02340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346433047252198530" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJYh6TgZII/AAAAAAAABhs/bmArEtEU_58/s400/DSC02340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think Nut looks super chio in this photo :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJX4xe_ThI/AAAAAAAABg8/PuaSW_SM4b4/s1600-h/DSC02339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346432340509806098" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJX4xe_ThI/AAAAAAAABg8/PuaSW_SM4b4/s400/DSC02339.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJUa3d1oVI/AAAAAAAABec/iX1TwIjdTtk/s1600-h/DSC01857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346428528184631634" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJUa3d1oVI/AAAAAAAABec/iX1TwIjdTtk/s400/DSC01857.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJYhgjx9GI/AAAAAAAABhk/CbC2e2MpUmo/s1600-h/DSC02353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346433040341136482" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJYhgjx9GI/AAAAAAAABhk/CbC2e2MpUmo/s400/DSC02353.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Afternoon us :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJYiCbhHQI/AAAAAAAABh8/E2jkRy4uU7s/s1600-h/DSC02360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346433049433283842" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJYiCbhHQI/AAAAAAAABh8/E2jkRy4uU7s/s400/DSC02360.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJYh-d_5eI/AAAAAAAABh0/Rggcth1bJ-Y/s1600-h/DSC02358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346433048369948130" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJYh-d_5eI/AAAAAAAABh0/Rggcth1bJ-Y/s400/DSC02358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJYhie29rI/AAAAAAAABhc/6OTfmFiC-5Y/s1600-h/DSC02349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346433040857364146" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJYhie29rI/AAAAAAAABhc/6OTfmFiC-5Y/s400/DSC02349.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJXkNzmqsI/AAAAAAAABgs/pUL0NMmYlSw/s1600-h/DSC01888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346431987335211714" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJXkNzmqsI/AAAAAAAABgs/pUL0NMmYlSw/s400/DSC01888.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJXj_1A4SI/AAAAAAAABgk/CTv7bNkpn4U/s1600-h/DSC01887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346431983583027490" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJXj_1A4SI/AAAAAAAABgk/CTv7bNkpn4U/s400/DSC01887.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJXjvOzuII/AAAAAAAABgc/0jhKMmx24E0/s1600-h/DSC01886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346431979127814274" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJXjvOzuII/AAAAAAAABgc/0jhKMmx24E0/s400/DSC01886.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nut is fucking funny i swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJXjdl16VI/AAAAAAAABgU/u9hhd0oC_tQ/s1600-h/DSC01885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346431974392588626" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJXjdl16VI/AAAAAAAABgU/u9hhd0oC_tQ/s400/DSC01885.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE'S EYEING HER BOOBS. HAHAHAHHAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJXjAWwhQI/AAAAAAAABgM/fFZnuzgOZ5A/s1600-h/DSC01884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346431966544692482" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJXjAWwhQI/AAAAAAAABgM/fFZnuzgOZ5A/s400/DSC01884.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK AT HER FACE. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJWacJ8sOI/AAAAAAAABgE/ntozEG37JHI/s1600-h/DSC01883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346430719876706530" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJWacJ8sOI/AAAAAAAABgE/ntozEG37JHI/s400/DSC01883.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOOB WATCHING. ().()&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJWaNHHjOI/AAAAAAAABf8/DjSen6ZEJwg/s1600-h/DSC01882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346430715838303458" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJWaNHHjOI/AAAAAAAABf8/DjSen6ZEJwg/s400/DSC01882.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emo. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJWZ4eAXzI/AAAAAAAABf0/kKuJizS51pc/s1600-h/DSC01881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346430710297157426" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJWZ4eAXzI/AAAAAAAABf0/kKuJizS51pc/s400/DSC01881.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SWEAR THAT OUR TONGUES CAN TOUCH OUR NOSES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJWZn3gRYI/AAAAAAAABfs/Y96vwyQP6Ro/s1600-h/DSC01879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346430705840702850" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJWZn3gRYI/AAAAAAAABfs/Y96vwyQP6Ro/s400/DSC01879.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHA HER FACE IS FUCKING FUNNY. I can laugh for hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJWZTuX-dI/AAAAAAAABfk/9SlkKNYBF6w/s1600-h/DSC01878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346430700433701330" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJWZTuX-dI/AAAAAAAABfk/9SlkKNYBF6w/s400/DSC01878.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJVhiicVbI/AAAAAAAABfc/uXeHsPM7sZ4/s1600-h/DSC01876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346429742337512882" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJVhiicVbI/AAAAAAAABfc/uXeHsPM7sZ4/s400/DSC01876.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJVhQ2QtSI/AAAAAAAABfU/jWMIo86m-40/s1600-h/DSC01875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346429737588798754" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJVhQ2QtSI/AAAAAAAABfU/jWMIo86m-40/s400/DSC01875.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;_l_ you suckers! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJVhAyDuXI/AAAAAAAABfM/sORlgkZci_Y/s1600-h/DSC01872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346429733276203378" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJVhAyDuXI/AAAAAAAABfM/sORlgkZci_Y/s400/DSC01872.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJVg2rzrKI/AAAAAAAABfE/y1YlIaeAtqU/s1600-h/DSC01871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346429730565631138" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJVg2rzrKI/AAAAAAAABfE/y1YlIaeAtqU/s400/DSC01871.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJVgobAnlI/AAAAAAAABe8/Ztp8ijI8Ab4/s1600-h/DSC01866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346429726737079890" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJVgobAnlI/AAAAAAAABe8/Ztp8ijI8Ab4/s400/DSC01866.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POUTS. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJUbk9US9I/AAAAAAAABe0/s65QWCalmLA/s1600-h/DSC01862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346428540396260306" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJUbk9US9I/AAAAAAAABe0/s65QWCalmLA/s400/DSC01862.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJX5RtAHEI/AAAAAAAABhU/T1UnYHbBKw0/s1600-h/DSC02343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346432349158513730" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJX5RtAHEI/AAAAAAAABhU/T1UnYHbBKw0/s400/DSC02343.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after www. Ewwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJUbZoMakI/AAAAAAAABes/9AAuXmkvXKM/s1600-h/DSC01859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346428537354873410" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJUbZoMakI/AAAAAAAABes/9AAuXmkvXKM/s400/DSC01859.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJUbLZYTTI/AAAAAAAABek/ZmS-U-ImRSs/s1600-h/DSC01858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346428533534641458" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJUbLZYTTI/AAAAAAAABek/ZmS-U-ImRSs/s400/DSC01858.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJUaugOUiI/AAAAAAAABeU/anEz5CiTwXA/s1600-h/DSC01851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346428525778719266" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJUaugOUiI/AAAAAAAABeU/anEz5CiTwXA/s400/DSC01851.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ME AND BABY'S HIGH SCORE. BEAT THAT BEAT THAT BEAT THAT BEAT THAT :D&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;/center&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;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOU SPIN MY HEAD RIGHT ROUND RIGHT ROUND, WHEN YOU GO DOWN WHEN YOU GO DOWN DOWN. &lt;/em&gt;I got addicted to this song again when i heard it in www. Omg. It's ringing in my head non-stop.............................help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-5889245377446476124?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/5889245377446476124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=5889245377446476124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/5889245377446476124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/5889245377446476124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-spin-my-head-right-round-right.html' title='You spin my head right round right round, when you go down, when you go down down.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SjJX5MvMsrI/AAAAAAAABhM/QtrtCFkztlE/s72-c/DSC02341.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-5288790715476077014</id><published>2009-06-11T20:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T20:34:14.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoping you would come around.</title><content type='html'>Tired.like.hell :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'll finish maths by today. That will be an achievement :D Wow and there are 3 people telling me to buy that skirt! Omg man, but i'm super broke :( But i really really want that skirt. Somebody anybody want to sponser me some moooolahzxz? :D Aww :( Heart pain heart pain heart pain heart pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking if i should buy this dress. I can never get enough of dresses. .. ...... ... I can never get enough of anything in this world. Guess i'm like that. What the fuck :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s WHY THOSE STUPID SELLER OF CLOTHES NOT REPLYING ANY OF MY EMAIL. 3 DAYS ALR LEH. I WANT MY JACKET AND MY SHOES. ROAR.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-5288790715476077014?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/5288790715476077014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=5288790715476077014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/5288790715476077014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/5288790715476077014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/06/hoping-you-would-come-around.html' title='Hoping you would come around.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-3578289273918735683</id><published>2009-06-08T15:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T15:14:37.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're growing apart but we pull it together again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/Siy4lrWWcDI/AAAAAAAABeM/BKADvjd-fmA/s1600-h/27G14UAQA_normal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344849815213076530" style="WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/Siy4lrWWcDI/AAAAAAAABeM/BKADvjd-fmA/s400/27G14UAQA_normal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOULD I BUY THIS SHOULD I BUY THIS SHOULD I BUY THIS SHOULD I BUY THIS SHOULD I BUY THIS SHOULD I BUY THIS SHOULD I BUY THIS SHOULD I BUY THIS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't make up my mind,no. It's chio and it's from topshop! :D The colour is nice and the design is simple but nice! Should i buy it? It's not cheap. And that's the main problem. If it's 20 bucks to 30 i'll grab it! But its not :( I can't seem to make up my mind.&lt;br /&gt;I won't be broke if i buy this but it's heart pain you know if i spend that amount of money. I feel like i'm making an important decision in my life. I think i am. I am and it's killinggggg meeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i want it. I know i have to buy it. LOL. Fuck it's getting in me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, will be away for 2 days. Call or sms me if you need me. Call my house phone and i.will.murder.you.with.a.fucking.chainsaw. Serious. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-3578289273918735683?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/3578289273918735683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=3578289273918735683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/3578289273918735683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/3578289273918735683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/06/were-growing-apart-but-we-pull-it.html' title='We&apos;re growing apart but we pull it together again.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/Siy4lrWWcDI/AAAAAAAABeM/BKADvjd-fmA/s72-c/27G14UAQA_normal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-8855104993562905972</id><published>2009-06-07T22:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T22:56:38.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping makes your heart feel contented!</title><content type='html'>Tired but happy! :D&lt;br /&gt;Out with Emily dear today to Orchard. Actually wanted to get my wallet from Espirit but the damned shop don't have 50% discount like Bugis has. Idiot! So walked around, i still want that top from mango......but it's like overpriced? :(&lt;br /&gt;Then ate Pepper lunch at Ngee Ann City! 30% discount saved our money like alot! :D After resting our feet we went to Far East to continue our walking. Walked the whole level omg damn tired. That Emily tempted me to buy so many things :( Tsk. Made me buy this heels super chio pls and this super super super chio black jacket which looks like leather but it's not and the material is awesome. It's quite ex? But i think it's worth the money.&lt;br /&gt;Am....still....damn sad about this denim jacket that is more chio than the black jacket i  bought. IT'S SUPER NICE LAH. But its $7 more ex than the jacket, so. yeah. It pains me to use the $7 but it pains me more to let go of the jacket. Call me lame or dumb but when you see the jacket, it's instant love at first sight! Omg. Can't stop thinking about it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Very happy. Even though i only bought 2 things today, still considered as clothes right? YAY ME YAY ME WOO HOO :D Happy happy me !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: THANK YOU DEAR FOR SHOPPING WITH ME TODAY! TIRING BUT FUN! :D LOVE YOU ALWAYSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SivSbBkNG0I/AAAAAAAABdk/-4RlO8P32fQ/s1600-h/Photo0263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344596744523815746" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 122px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SivSbBkNG0I/AAAAAAAABdk/-4RlO8P32fQ/s400/Photo0263.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With her phone. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344596764647011442" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SivScMh8tHI/AAAAAAAABeE/Jc9r_3klBfQ/s400/DSC01845.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344596759795666130" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SivSb6dTDNI/AAAAAAAABd8/bdHjWce5pTw/s400/DSC01844.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344596753962401186" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SivSbkuifaI/AAAAAAAABd0/xL02cZ1HNbY/s400/DSC01842.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344596752073030722" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SivSbdsE_EI/AAAAAAAABds/1JAwxGP_zQo/s400/DSC01840.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/center&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/6153169514289520163-8855104993562905972?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/8855104993562905972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=8855104993562905972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/8855104993562905972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/8855104993562905972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/06/shopping-makes-your-heart-feel.html' title='Shopping makes your heart feel contented!'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SivSbBkNG0I/AAAAAAAABdk/-4RlO8P32fQ/s72-c/Photo0263.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-3364813711688975508</id><published>2009-06-05T21:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T22:07:22.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And I'll miss those lips that made me fly.</title><content type='html'>I finished my physics :D I feel so proud of myself. Beat thatttt. I will prove to all of you guys that i'm not a slacker and i take studies very &lt;em&gt;seriously. &lt;/em&gt;Define serious. A little bit less serious when i'm thinking of whether to choose black or white for a keychain colour. HAHAHHAHA. At least i finished my physics and at least i even bother about doing the homework :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha hahahha ha b.o.r.i.n.g. Will be going shopping with my mother tmr! Yay woo. And i think going shopping with Emily dear on sunday? Maybe. I think there's a flea coming up on sunday i think. Not sure :( But anyway, yay to shopping love love muazxzxzx kiss kiss kiss :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and, Sudarno is irritating. Fucker sia knn. Fucking bastard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-3364813711688975508?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/3364813711688975508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=3364813711688975508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/3364813711688975508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/3364813711688975508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/06/and-ill-miss-those-lips-that-made-me.html' title='And I&apos;ll miss those lips that made me fly.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-3737165470983315189</id><published>2009-06-03T21:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T21:53:31.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cos you know that I can make you believe in love and sex and magic.</title><content type='html'>Now i know why i hate staying at home the whole day. IT SUCKS LIKE SHIT !%$#!&amp;amp;@. Tell you what I did today. Morning I woke up, ate breakfast on-ed the com and played audi for like awhile. Msn-ed, played pvz (LOL) for like 3 hours i think, msn-ed bloghop msn-ed bloghop livejournal shopping bloghop eat dinner msn-ed msn-ed bloghop livejournal hop youtube videos and yeah that's about it. And it's fucking 9pm. I've been doing boring things for 9 hours. Wonder why my com haven't died from burning heat. Ok i know i could have done some homework but i just had no mood ok. Seriously no mood at all. &lt;p&gt;Oh, and the best thing is that I fucking have nobody to go out with tmr. Hah everybody is busy fuck ni lah sy's camp. Or else can go www tmr and have fun. Tmd. Nothing to do ok? I think i will just walk around some random place hmmm and spend a few decent hours outside cos' it's really too boring at home. Bored !!!!! This is irritating. There are many things i need to do. Uhm, don't feel like posting them up here yet. One day when i'm bored i shall do that. I need to grow at least to 160cm by the end of term 3. Or i can just go die alr. Fml. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Trailers of the movie i wanna catch :D To make my blog less wordy lah. :D &lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="490"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kyyrYPTjPJg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kyyrYPTjPJg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="490"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ET2_9l1TM_M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ET2_9l1TM_M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-3737165470983315189?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/3737165470983315189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=3737165470983315189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/3737165470983315189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/3737165470983315189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/06/cos-you-know-that-i-can-make-you.html' title='Cos you know that I can make you believe in love and sex and magic.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-6607521556289414784</id><published>2009-06-02T21:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T22:15:37.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How you love me now.</title><content type='html'>I feel like doing a new blogskin! Noooooo goodbye to this chio one cos I got tired of it. I think I will be doing a simple one this time aww white background and all that :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okk, caught The Conspiracy today at orchard with darling :D Had a really fun time. Also ate BBQ chicken for the first time and it's damn nice or what! The chicken is so tender and nice and I feel like eating it now! :( Saw this super super super chio like don't know what shoe and it's.........................300 bucks. Walao eh seriously can't afford at all. If i really despo i must save up like 6 to 7 weeks for it :'( Omg but it's really chio. -Pouts- :'( :'( :'(&lt;br /&gt;So, thank you baby for today :D I love you many many~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Tmr is homework day :D Yawn. Stupid Emily can't go out with me shopping tmr. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-6607521556289414784?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/6607521556289414784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=6607521556289414784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/6607521556289414784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/6607521556289414784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-you-love-me-now.html' title='How you love me now.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-4591437978882994326</id><published>2009-06-01T12:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T12:31:49.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Could've loved you all my life if you hadn't left me waiting in the cold.</title><content type='html'>Somebody tell me what to do now when i'm practically dying of boredom and ok fine there's nothing to do at home. And no leave the 'do your homework' out of your suggestions because that sucks. I shall worry about my homework next week or smth, or maybe tmr. Fuck i'm worrying myself over homework. Maybe i will do some revision later. Zz how ironic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Ytd went bugis with px to get my skirt before we headed to Aranda to swim with Gillian, and her dad. LOL. Swimming was fun :D Long time nvr swim alr, and gillian almost drown in the 1.4m pool. HAHAHAHHAHAHA. Or i think shallower that that. Ok nothing else. Reached home at 10pm. Long time since i was out late. I wanna go out late leh!!! It's fun. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh still as bored as ever. &lt;em&gt;Somebody kill me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SiNXXRDuZ1I/AAAAAAAABdc/v5Dg1J9Ytjc/s1600-h/IMG_2164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342209640219174738" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SiNXXRDuZ1I/AAAAAAAABdc/v5Dg1J9Ytjc/s400/IMG_2164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SiNXW9N8lkI/AAAAAAAABdU/uWXsYOiRjVk/s1600-h/IMG_2161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342209634893338178" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SiNXW9N8lkI/AAAAAAAABdU/uWXsYOiRjVk/s400/IMG_2161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SiNXWUFDI9I/AAAAAAAABdE/utxjoh7dKUk/s1600-h/310520095665.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342209623850165202" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SiNXWUFDI9I/AAAAAAAABdE/utxjoh7dKUk/s400/310520095665.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SiNXWNu4awI/AAAAAAAABc8/gKPmftv3QJA/s1600-h/310520095663.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342209622146575106" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SiNXWNu4awI/AAAAAAAABc8/gKPmftv3QJA/s400/310520095663.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Camwhore after bathing :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SiNVjjyhecI/AAAAAAAABc0/1OI0V7TNFKE/s1600-h/310520095655.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342207652382472642" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SiNVjjyhecI/AAAAAAAABc0/1OI0V7TNFKE/s400/310520095655.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SiNVjffHLEI/AAAAAAAABcs/S5kytHzdojI/s1600-h/310520095654.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342207651227315266" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SiNVjffHLEI/AAAAAAAABcs/S5kytHzdojI/s400/310520095654.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ignore my uh....guailan face. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SiNVjJRiGmI/AAAAAAAABck/Po3FMe4cKbQ/s1600-h/310520095653.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342207645264779874" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SiNVjJRiGmI/AAAAAAAABck/Po3FMe4cKbQ/s400/310520095653.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SiNVilv7yJI/AAAAAAAABcc/XsxAmUu6LT8/s1600-h/310520095652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342207635728615570" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SiNVilv7yJI/AAAAAAAABcc/XsxAmUu6LT8/s400/310520095652.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok fucking gross with my eyebags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342207632147316562" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SiNViYaFf1I/AAAAAAAABcU/XsiPXKNh0i8/s400/310520095651.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/center&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/6153169514289520163-4591437978882994326?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/4591437978882994326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=4591437978882994326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/4591437978882994326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/4591437978882994326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/06/couldve-loved-you-all-my-life-if-you.html' title='Could&apos;ve loved you all my life if you hadn&apos;t left me waiting in the cold.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SiNXXRDuZ1I/AAAAAAAABdc/v5Dg1J9Ytjc/s72-c/IMG_2164.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-7015454346296548717</id><published>2009-05-30T22:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T22:39:03.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feels like I'm falling and I am lost in your eyes, you make me crazier.</title><content type='html'>Wow fuck I hate myself for trying to find online shops that sell nice stuff and i really saw stuff that i like. 5 pairs of shoes and a few bags. Ok..so I have to choose one or two of them only :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So bored.....like hell...... :(&lt;br /&gt;June holidays have started and I'm looking forward yay :D Next week's going to be quite packed i guess. Uhm, so far free on monday and friday? Anybody want jio me out :D LOL. Ok bored.&lt;br /&gt;Today i met my darling :D :D :D :D :D Happy that i think i cleared the misunderstanding. Hope so, i kind of cheered up alr. So, yeah. :D Nothing will go wrong anymore i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I have a sudden surge of motivation to study. Am going to have a study timetable for holidays. Yessss mugging ftw. Ahhhh i must be mad :(  But i hope that if i study hard now, I will get rewarded during the later part of the year.&lt;br /&gt;Eh holy cow i sound like a nerd. HAHAHHAHAHAH. Ok bye. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-7015454346296548717?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/7015454346296548717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=7015454346296548717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/7015454346296548717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/7015454346296548717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/05/feels-like-im-falling-and-i-am-lost-in.html' title='Feels like I&apos;m falling and I am lost in your eyes, you make me crazier.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-2353619701659094497</id><published>2009-05-29T22:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T23:02:16.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doing too much.</title><content type='html'>To Nut if you're ever reading this:&lt;br /&gt;Cheer up don't be sad anymore alr. Things will get better for you and there are many things to look forward in life, so think positively :D There are many people who love you ok. I believe you will do better next term so, work hard!!! I will always love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...didn't go school today. Hmm. Report book sucked I guess. I swear i need to study much much harder next term and during June holidays. I hope i can :( I'm just not uhm..born to study. It seems to be no difference to my marks if i study or not. Blah. Some things in my life just needs so much improvement. Or else everything will go wrong..sooner or later. Ok i think i shouldn't go out that often, and i found out that group study doesn't work at all. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh today was quite fun. Went out with Emily dear and Carissa. I felt so damn poor going out with Carissa :( But she's like so nice..made me feel so guilty and bad. She treated us TCC for lunch. And it's like ex ok. And actually we bought our own tix for the show Angel and Demons. But it was so boring she suggested we go out of the cinema and she paid us the tix money back. So we left halfway during the show. The show sucked (for me). It's so boring!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! -.- I could almost sleep in the cinema. Boring! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wonder what's wrong. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/Sh_yGaSEb1I/AAAAAAAABcM/NT9MNSMyb84/s1600-h/DSC01269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341253875032944466" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/Sh_yGaSEb1I/AAAAAAAABcM/NT9MNSMyb84/s400/DSC01269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-2353619701659094497?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/2353619701659094497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=2353619701659094497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/2353619701659094497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/2353619701659094497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/05/doing-too-much.html' title='Doing too much.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/Sh_yGaSEb1I/AAAAAAAABcM/NT9MNSMyb84/s72-c/DSC01269.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-997473660846112248</id><published>2009-05-28T21:42:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T21:55:16.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What am I to you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY NINE MONTHS DARLING! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyed every moment of these 9 months with you. I love you :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. Got owned in netball today...mmh no big deal cos it didn't really matter. LOL. 2nd match was better cos we felt that we played better :D Then after school went out with darling. Sorry sorry sorry about you know what :( Sorry my fault. Sorry :( Didn't make you spend a nice 9 month with me ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...................................Ok bye. Don't know what to do tmr :(&lt;br /&gt;P/S. Suddenly feel like shopping. Hmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="460"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oo4C1BMsMks&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oo4C1BMsMks&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice video :D And baby you belong with me :D LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-997473660846112248?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/997473660846112248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=997473660846112248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/997473660846112248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/997473660846112248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-am-i-to-you.html' title='What am I to you?'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-1470944168745008946</id><published>2009-05-27T20:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T20:52:46.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I never needed words, I never needed hurts.</title><content type='html'>Today was a really boring day :(&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh oh but I got my third piercing! Woohoo :D It kinda hurt alot. It was even more painful than the second one. Hmmm not sure why. But the stinging feeling still there :( Looking forward to piercing helix while px is piercing tragus. I think she's super brave i won't even dare pierce tragus. Maybe anti tragus? But i bet it will hurt alot D: -Scared like shit-&lt;br /&gt;Ok so i went amk hub with sy. Thx for accompanying me :D Ate macs and gained 1kg and walked around and pierced my ear. Ok..nothing much. Then i bused to kovan then to serangoon then to aljunied to meet baby :D And we bused back to serangoon and went home. LOL. Mmh i will do anything to meet that beloved guy :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So....ok bye. Tmr is &lt;strong&gt;NINE MONTH NINE MONTH NINE MONTH NINE MONTHS! &lt;/strong&gt;Yayyy. As well as interclass! Can't wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-1470944168745008946?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/1470944168745008946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=1470944168745008946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/1470944168745008946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/1470944168745008946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-never-needed-words-i-never-needed.html' title='I never needed words, I never needed hurts.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-3430942474319962642</id><published>2009-05-25T22:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T22:57:29.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Try to leave a light on when I'm gone.</title><content type='html'>HI :D Nvr knew i could laugh so much from playing audi. LOL :D&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i shouldn't have gone to school today. It was such a waste of bloody time! Ughhh. Hot sun was like killing us! And the whole  history trip sucked to the core. Except for the battle box :D Well history could never be fun right. I guess.&lt;br /&gt;And mmh my results weren't that good. Most of them were B4. Ok...not good. I swear term 3 i will study more and improve my results! So that i can get into the same class as baby :D Ok ok my motivation :D :D Still not sure if i should take bio or physics/pure geog or pure lit :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so, nothing else about today. TMR WILL BE BORING. Seriously. If not for the movie after that, i think i would pon school tmr. Thinking of skipping school on wed/thurs/friday. Anybody interested :D Pon with me pls. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/ShqwDxYIs0I/AAAAAAAABb8/memzJMNMDas/s1600-h/DSC01776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339773887041811266" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/ShqwDxYIs0I/AAAAAAAABb8/memzJMNMDas/s400/DSC01776.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/ShqwECDFhzI/AAAAAAAABcE/moz7z7viTMc/s1600-h/DSC01777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339773891516925746" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/ShqwECDFhzI/AAAAAAAABcE/moz7z7viTMc/s400/DSC01777.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-3430942474319962642?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/3430942474319962642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=3430942474319962642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/3430942474319962642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/3430942474319962642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/05/try-to-leave-light-on-when-im-gone.html' title='Try to leave a light on when I&apos;m gone.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/ShqwDxYIs0I/AAAAAAAABb8/memzJMNMDas/s72-c/DSC01776.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-7188570339670592916</id><published>2009-05-24T22:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T22:20:20.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love doesn't hurt, it's what makes up love that hurts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I wished everything could be the same as it always has been. I wished that I could stop being so idiotic and make us both sad. I wished that I could stop crying and then I could cheer you up. I wished that we would be happy again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm sorry. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-7188570339670592916?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/7188570339670592916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=7188570339670592916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/7188570339670592916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/7188570339670592916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/05/love-doesnt-hurt-its-what-makes-up-love.html' title='Love doesn&apos;t hurt, it&apos;s what makes up love that hurts.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-8295413641165260386</id><published>2009-05-24T18:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T18:55:32.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling so empty inside.</title><content type='html'>Mmhh...just realised i have absolutely no life. Played audi till i went crazy, and decided to stop. And i leveled to main alr. Yay :D Finally main after like so long.&lt;br /&gt;Well..ok nothing much. Am...so...bored. 6.50pm now. I want to talk to somebody but don't know who :( Hate staying at home the whole day. Days like these i wished i had tuition. Hmmm. My parents are coming back home from taiwan? Lol. Hope they take the later flight due to various reasons :D Mmm but maybe it doesn't make a difference alr :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Addicted to this song it's so nice. :D And the lyrics (english) are nice too. Going to learn in on piano soon. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WNnkbwFo9hU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WNnkbwFo9hU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-8295413641165260386?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/8295413641165260386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=8295413641165260386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/8295413641165260386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/8295413641165260386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/05/feeling-so-empty-inside.html' title='Feeling so empty inside.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-2169838451883188803</id><published>2009-05-23T21:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T22:46:01.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I cry my heart out as your smile fades away slowly.</title><content type='html'>I hate my virus, seriously. Mmmm yesterday I was feeling better at during the afternoon, and suddenly at around after dinner time, my temperature shot up again? Like wth, i didn't even do anything lah. And then this morning my temperature remained the same and i felt so damn horrible in the morning but i got better while i was playing audi. Then........just now my temperature shot up. Oi nah beh. Why like that one. -.- I still want to go swimming tmr leh, aww. Hope my fever gets better, I'm getting many dizzy spells :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no more tissue box in my house. Apparently i'm using the last box. Holy crap.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling horrible now :( I'm like a frying pan lor, can fry egg on me liao :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;how many times can a heart break? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-2169838451883188803?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/2169838451883188803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=2169838451883188803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/2169838451883188803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/2169838451883188803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-cry-my-heart-out-as-your-smile-fades.html' title='I cry my heart out as your smile fades away slowly.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-1257205114445341924</id><published>2009-05-22T17:31:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T19:12:12.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You say you're leaving as you look away, I know there's really nothing left to say.</title><content type='html'>Hiiiiii. Staying at home is so damn boring but i played audi from 10am till like 5.30 pm. LOL. Nothing better to do. And i realised that when i started using com, my flu/fever/cough started to get better. Yay me! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still having abit of flu now. And i sound like a sexy man now :(&lt;br /&gt;Forget to post photos from ytd, so i'm posting them now. Lol. Uhm.....ok. Bored and i don't know what to say. Hm. Oh i want to watch &lt;em&gt;Night At The Museum&lt;/em&gt;! Heard that's it's nice. And can't wait for so many movies to come out during June. I cannot wait for June!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;There will be so many things to do during June!&lt;br /&gt;-Science center&lt;br /&gt;-Seoul garden&lt;br /&gt;-Tanning at sentosa (LOL :D )&lt;br /&gt;-Play at sentosa&lt;br /&gt;-Www/ Etp&lt;br /&gt;-2 Chalets&lt;br /&gt;-Cycling&lt;br /&gt;-Yuki yaki ~&lt;br /&gt;-Shopping&lt;br /&gt;-Orchard walking :D&lt;br /&gt;-Ice skating at kallang leisure&lt;br /&gt;-Movies !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;-Mugging sessions&lt;br /&gt;-Eat fish &amp;amp; co :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And many many many more. Hope can meet up with nut more often :D There are just so many things to look forward to! I predict i'm going to be broke like mad during June.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes another exciting thing: Next week going to buy coloured contacts and my mango wallet (i think) WOOHOO :D Can't wait. But i can't decide if i should buy grey or brown contacts. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can't feel any better about myself now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/ShZxbB1VOCI/AAAAAAAABbs/lBINLocETHw/s1600-h/DSC01750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338579117456832546" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/ShZxbB1VOCI/AAAAAAAABbs/lBINLocETHw/s400/DSC01750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fussy gillian finally sastisfied with this drink. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/ShZxbVKgOhI/AAAAAAAABb0/PW8QuKGJccI/s1600-h/DSC01749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338579122645907986" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/ShZxbVKgOhI/AAAAAAAABb0/PW8QuKGJccI/s400/DSC01749.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-1257205114445341924?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/1257205114445341924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=1257205114445341924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/1257205114445341924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/1257205114445341924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-say-youre-leaving-as-you-look-away.html' title='You say you&apos;re leaving as you look away, I know there&apos;s really nothing left to say.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/ShZxbB1VOCI/AAAAAAAABbs/lBINLocETHw/s72-c/DSC01750.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153169514289520163.post-4790244047979848602</id><published>2009-05-21T23:01:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T00:02:58.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't believe I found someone like you, so perfect.</title><content type='html'>I think i'm super pro !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;I got high fever of 39.0 degrees and tmr i'm not going to school. Woohoo~ But i will be missing the netball match. Awwwwww :( Sorry team. LOL. ._.&lt;br /&gt;Results today were ok-ok. Happy about my maths only :D And almost died during debrief sessions knowing that even if i go sickbay it's no use because nobody will be able to fetch me :( So after school i still went out with Gillian, huiping and huaqian to With A Pinch Of Salt. I tell you smth, that place sucks big time lah! Their service so slow one, but don't know why, for other people their food like come damn fast. Then ours comes every half an hour? Ok wth lah. I so do not want to go back there ever again! Unless, they are giving out free food :D&lt;br /&gt;Then i met babyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy :D And went home. I was feeling like much better at first until i sat the damned 2nd bus home, alone. Almost died i think and i couldn't even walk home properly i was walking like i couldn't walk. LOL. People were staring :( Then my highest temperature hit 39.2. Omg this would make me even more stupid. Ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to netball team tmr for interclass :D&lt;br /&gt;I love baby :D And cherylmine, amanda, gillian, mingsiew, raehsiang and beatrice for tagging :D YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S. My ear hurts because my second ear hole almost closed :( And going to pierce 3rd soon :D Finally after saying that for a few months. And i so damn want to pierce anti tragus/helix. :( AND NAVAL. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And i'm super disgusted by some people. Ewwww gross. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Edit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so damn bored hmmm for the sake of fun i shall post my results :D Also for you to feel better in case you think you did badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths: A2&lt;br /&gt;Bio: A2&lt;br /&gt;Chem: B3&lt;br /&gt;Lit: B3 (i think)&lt;br /&gt;Geog: B4&lt;br /&gt;Chinese: C5&lt;br /&gt;English: C6&lt;br /&gt;History: C6 (50 just nice. LOL!!!!!!! But super disappointed. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so...i need to improve in my language i guess? But luckily i got my CA to pull all my marks up so there should not be any C. Happy happy happy happy. :D Oh oh and and super happy for my dear baby because he did quite well for today's papers. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153169514289520163-4790244047979848602?l=stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/4790244047979848602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153169514289520163&amp;postID=4790244047979848602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/4790244047979848602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153169514289520163/posts/default/4790244047979848602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringthe-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-cant-believe-i-found-someone-like-you.html' title='I can&apos;t believe I found someone like you, so perfect.'/><author><name>Jia Yan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gAEngZve9dA/SrZDG2pthpI/AAAAAAAABio/8xJKq5Dg0G0/S220/DSC00265+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
