<?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-22296337</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:56:45.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch me when i fall,</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>270</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-713330100418851834</id><published>2007-07-08T01:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T06:29:41.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i could spend my whole life with lips like urs,&lt;br /&gt;maybe thats what heaven is all about,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quoted from zhen's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;BUZZZZZ-&lt;br /&gt;louis vuitton is love to Sara.&lt;br /&gt;Sara is love to me.&lt;br /&gt;Can I be louis vuitton?&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! Random okay.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love zhenny, my sweetest suckaaaa,&lt;br /&gt;(: (: im sorry for always spoiling your&lt;br /&gt;study plans okay? but i kno you love seeing meee,&lt;br /&gt;cos im sara and youre siewzhen and here you &lt;br /&gt;will stay, in my heart forever and ever,&lt;br /&gt;weee ! yes yes my dear touch ass,&lt;br /&gt;that freeeking $6 card is all for you LA,&lt;br /&gt;:D haha,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;LV is sosizzlingsexz&lt;/strong&gt; pls, zomg,&lt;br /&gt;makes me go SO weak in the kneees,&lt;br /&gt;i mustmustmust become a rich taitai in the future,&lt;br /&gt;and i will OWN all my khakis in mahjong,&lt;br /&gt;then proceed to desperately fanning myself while &lt;br /&gt;flaunting my 10 carat diamond rings to everybody, &lt;br /&gt;muhahaha !&lt;br /&gt;(: (:&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhows,&lt;br /&gt;i just got off the line with girlfriend,&lt;br /&gt;she ah, make me happy only la, (:&lt;br /&gt;had a walk down memory lane and&lt;br /&gt;we both indulged in reminiscence, yep&lt;br /&gt;got reminded of all the bullshitz we did, &lt;br /&gt;hahaha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it kinda just dawn upon me that those days are so over,&lt;br /&gt;i dont really want to lose my starry notion,&lt;br /&gt;but i guess ... if we cant have the best of everything,&lt;br /&gt;we shall make the best out of all that we have (:&lt;br /&gt;yeap, sticking to that phrase ! (:&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and heartfelt thanks to those who ve been there with me,&lt;br /&gt;right in my heart and deep in my bones,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, to be happy, we really have to turn a deaf&lt;br /&gt;ear to all the negative comments people have to say about you,&lt;br /&gt;cos come to think about it, shit happens,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you get judged by the things you do &lt;br /&gt;and the things you havent, so yeah,&lt;br /&gt;we just have to learn how to be a &lt;br /&gt;better person after each phase! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-713330100418851834?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/713330100418851834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=713330100418851834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/713330100418851834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/713330100418851834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-could-spend-my-whole-life-with-lips.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-2982901002628668408</id><published>2007-07-04T22:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T12:54:57.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makes me wonder sometime,&lt;br /&gt;why do people do what they do,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do we have a mind of our own after all,&lt;br /&gt;when we commit sins do we think twice ?&lt;br /&gt;do we judge people by the things they have done,&lt;br /&gt;or the things they have not done,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but its my own sky,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uncertain signs need certain truths,&lt;br /&gt;you said you want to be closer to the stars,&lt;br /&gt;yesterday you were too young,&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow you ll be too old,&lt;br /&gt;a new found mentality ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but your mind is always one track,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will you love me once again,&lt;br /&gt;when im covered with dirt,&lt;br /&gt;when i looked even more unlovely,&lt;br /&gt;will you love me once again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or will you seek the finer things in life ?&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-2982901002628668408?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/2982901002628668408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=2982901002628668408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/2982901002628668408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/2982901002628668408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/07/uncertain-signs-need-certain-truths-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-4257196567942333580</id><published>2007-07-02T19:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T01:00:13.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;past few days have indeed been really eventful,&lt;br /&gt;(: enjoyed myself thoroughly and yeah,&lt;br /&gt;just uploaded tons of photos into my computer,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yepyep,&lt;br /&gt;my pictorial post ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i199.photobucket.com/albums/aa157/theballerina23/la7.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swam with the sharkks ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what i went for on Saturday ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, met up with 2 of my loveeee,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i199.photobucket.com/albums/aa157/theballerina23/la4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;indecisive people,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i199.photobucket.com/albums/aa157/theballerina23/la1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;victoria &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunched @nydc with victoria and brens, :)&lt;br /&gt;caught fantastic 4 &lt;: &lt;: superb movie! &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;had to leave them after awhile bcossss ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i199.photobucket.com/albums/aa157/theballerina23/la6.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YES ! sg vs australia (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaah, even though the final result was&lt;br /&gt;rather disappointing ( 3-0 austria's game )&lt;br /&gt;the whole match was reaaaally exciting,&lt;br /&gt;was squealing and squirming on my seat,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the crowd was amazing tooo,&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the game, most of the sg supporters&lt;br /&gt;around me were doing the 11 clap thingy&lt;br /&gt;and shouting "&lt;em&gt;BUTO&lt;/em&gt; " at the end,&lt;br /&gt;damnnn funny, hahha, i think buto means &lt;br /&gt;dick in malay if im not wrong, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;: &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i199.photobucket.com/albums/aa157/theballerina23/untitled33333.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stadium's closing ceremony was amazingg &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;just look at the sudden outburst of colours,&lt;br /&gt;the beautiful letdown of fireworks, &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;they switched off all the lights in the stadium,&lt;br /&gt;mighty cool,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we got to take a picture with the heavy weight champ&lt;br /&gt;back in the 70s, i dont kno what his name is,&lt;br /&gt;but alot of people were crowding around him,&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, we didn wana miss the chance as well,&lt;br /&gt;kiasu singaporeans *&lt;em&gt;coughs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i especially likee the last part of my day ah,&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i saw shimma as well, &lt;br /&gt;back from xtina augeleira's concert,&lt;br /&gt;that girl is really impossible lar,&lt;br /&gt;even her tshirt says " &lt;strong&gt;xtina's #1 fan &lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;you go girl :D ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday ! &lt;br /&gt;can you believe it,&lt;br /&gt;i got dragged to this by mom,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i199.photobucket.com/albums/aa157/theballerina23/P7010874.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anugerah skirin 2007,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i actually fell for it cos she&lt;br /&gt;started the day by buying me a pair of new heels,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i199.photobucket.com/albums/aa157/theballerina23/heel.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its gold in colourrrrr,&lt;br /&gt;how to resist right ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we stood there amongst the huge crowd of people,&lt;br /&gt;and i was desperately fanning myself cos the weather&lt;br /&gt;was sooo hot, i cant believe i was actually there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrightey, but i will have to admit,&lt;br /&gt;seeing mum happy makes me really happy as well (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and seeeeee,&lt;br /&gt;i think this guy has quite alot of potential,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i199.photobucket.com/albums/aa157/theballerina23/P7010910.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesyes, im bias lar,&lt;br /&gt;its his dimples right, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;what to do ? dimples are so charming laa,&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caught transformers after that, a must-watch,&lt;br /&gt;graphics are reaaaaly cool,&lt;br /&gt;gon be worth your every dime and penny ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last paper in 2 days time, (:&lt;br /&gt;just that bittt more Aseven ! &lt;: &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;yeah man :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aight takecare loveys :)&lt;br /&gt;missing alot of my sweethearts,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-4257196567942333580?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/4257196567942333580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=4257196567942333580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/4257196567942333580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/4257196567942333580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/07/past-few-days-have-indeed-been-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-4424869301245832643</id><published>2007-06-29T13:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T21:49:38.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;.: twisted games,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aight ! (:&lt;br /&gt;im pretty sure all Asevens are enjoying the period right&lt;br /&gt;now bcos our next paper, which happens to be the final&lt;br /&gt;one as well ( &lt;em&gt;thank God&lt;/em&gt;) takes place only&lt;br /&gt;1 week later, yipppe doooo ! &lt;br /&gt;:D :D :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yepp, Su and i went swimming yesterday ! (:&lt;br /&gt;the others came and joined us after that&lt;br /&gt;and we went to the jacuzzi and then the sauna,&lt;br /&gt;the temperature went up to 62 degrees and&lt;br /&gt;i shriveled up like a loser raisin inside&lt;br /&gt;the sauna, damn the SWEAT, i was sweating like&lt;br /&gt;crazy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but everything's so relaxing, :)&lt;br /&gt;and a series of really funny events had&lt;br /&gt;to happen to sue, hahahah, okok,&lt;br /&gt;i shant laughhh,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;pictures with Su ! will upload them asap,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;: &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, for my friends who are wondering,&lt;br /&gt;my colon's not getting any better,&lt;br /&gt;medication aint helping and i dont kno&lt;br /&gt;about those massages, cos .. it tends to hurt &lt;br /&gt;even more after each session, so i dread going la,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but oh wells, we will see how things go :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note,&lt;br /&gt;it suddenly dawned upon me that i could have&lt;br /&gt;sprouted lots of nonsense last night on the phone, &lt;br /&gt;i tend to blabber gibberish when im just awake,&lt;br /&gt;especially after really long sleeps,&lt;br /&gt;cos you kno' .. sub-conscious mind takes overr ah,&lt;br /&gt;now im so embarassed, (&lt;em&gt;z!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh, aight, im stopping here,&lt;br /&gt;gon head out ! (:&lt;br /&gt;till then, takecare lovelys &lt;: &lt;:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-4424869301245832643?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/4424869301245832643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=4424869301245832643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/4424869301245832643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/4424869301245832643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/06/yesterday-was-my-2nd-last-paper-and-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-4569794603499585151</id><published>2007-06-25T20:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T01:40:38.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;edited.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2am right now,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and my colon's hurting like crazy &lt;/em&gt;:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/0sYZ76_7vC/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/0sYZ76_7vC/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do click on the above songgg,&lt;br /&gt;its reaaaly nice &lt;: &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dimples are so charming,&lt;br /&gt;* pokes cheek, &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayyyy, tomoro's the start of my exams,&lt;br /&gt;and i still have thousands to cover for&lt;br /&gt;economics, well done Sara,&lt;br /&gt;God Please Bless Me. &lt;: &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still, good luck to all taking their exams&lt;br /&gt;tomro, &lt;: &lt;: okayyy, ima go back to memorize&lt;br /&gt;those demand and supply stuffs already,&lt;br /&gt;was up till 3am last night trying my best&lt;br /&gt;to understand geography's concept,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, it really makes me wonder if&lt;br /&gt;3 years means a more relaxed life or&lt;br /&gt;a more detailed compilation of notes to&lt;br /&gt;understand and memorize,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells,&lt;br /&gt;gotta keep it going Sara (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and each time i look at you, &lt;br /&gt;i never fail to see something new,&lt;br /&gt;it takes me higher than before &lt;br /&gt;&amp; it makes me want you even more, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-4569794603499585151?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/4569794603499585151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=4569794603499585151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/4569794603499585151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/4569794603499585151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/06/do-click-on-above-songgg-its-reaaaly.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-3034321384938841061</id><published>2007-06-24T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T21:43:02.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i never kno' when it will all end suddenly,&lt;br /&gt;but be assure that each time you decide to arrive,&lt;br /&gt;i be more than willing, just like tonight,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xx&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;princess, says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must practice self discipline already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:Bv        leesiewchen! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:Bv        leesiewchen! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:Bv        leesiewchen! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need cane tell me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very funny huh zhenny &lt;3,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;: &lt;: &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayyyy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ive got my SIM card back alreadyy &lt;/strong&gt;! (: (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/In5uec02E8U"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/In5uec02E8U" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do check this out ! &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;will definitely put a smile on your face,&lt;br /&gt;the cutesttttt thing ever, &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;courtesy of sean ! (: (:&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really nice pictures taken today,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;: &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/DSC02634.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/DSC02630.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes yes, nice scenery i kno (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/DSC02642.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;streets of chinatown,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/DSC02631.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;picture of the day ! &lt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;well, i love you girlfriend, &lt;br /&gt;love doing all the silly things with you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;: &lt;: you kno' the best is yet to be,&lt;br /&gt;so come grow old with me ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;g;irlfren please take goodcare of yourself,&lt;br /&gt;thanks for accompanying me to support my&lt;br /&gt;lil prince charming even thou you were down&lt;br /&gt;with fever and serious sinus already (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeaaaap, &lt;br /&gt;was busy with this in the afternn,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/onemin.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one minute of fameeeee ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yepyep, never mind the other contestants who &lt;br /&gt;were worth all the hoohaa, my lil jerome is in it, &lt;br /&gt;your charming and hot quarter finalist,&lt;br /&gt;uh -huh (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/sara2-3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: my lil prince charming, &lt;br /&gt;jiejie's sooo proud of you okay, &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;you kno' you look so HOT today, (&lt;em&gt;and every other day&lt;/em&gt;,)&lt;br /&gt;with your blue sexy vest and irresistable dimples (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my lil prince charming sang this song from high sku musical,&lt;br /&gt;cant remember the title, but i was sooo amazed&lt;br /&gt;at how he worked the stageeee altogether, awwww,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/sara-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was screaming and waving jerome's name all around,&lt;br /&gt;together with my other sweethearts, lil sean and samuel,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahha, and mum's so cuteeeee right, branda ? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/sara22342.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forever and ever babe (: youre the best mum !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;youve got to be some kind of special,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fact #23 : &lt;/em&gt;sara loves it when you call for the simplest reason,&lt;br /&gt;even if it means having to hear you bath for 20 mins (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-3034321384938841061?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/3034321384938841061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=3034321384938841061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/3034321384938841061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/3034321384938841061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-never-kno-when-it-will-all-end.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-488600468934373060</id><published>2007-06-23T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T02:12:19.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felza (&lt;em&gt; scissor paper PIAK &lt;/em&gt;) just sent me his version of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its All About You - Mcfly &lt;/strong&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;and its soooo nicely done, i wana put it up here,&lt;br /&gt;but i have no idea howww, any kind souls willing to teach?&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right anyway,&lt;br /&gt;i lost my phone loveys :( left it in the toilet,&lt;br /&gt;so, i guess itd be quite impossible to contact me for now,&lt;br /&gt;but if everything goes well, i might get back my&lt;br /&gt;SIM card tomro (: yepyep !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently browsing thru the net for new sexy phones, &lt;br /&gt;hahaha, not going to make a big fuss about my loss,&lt;br /&gt;but i guess, what im really upset about is still ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ah meng&lt;/strong&gt; - whos from someone reaaly special and my messages, &lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouch, those 200+ messages always puts a smile on my face laaaa,&lt;br /&gt;now, no moreeeee :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still, i wana thank everybody who tried helping&lt;br /&gt;the ever so absent-minded sara find her fone, (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye panasonic VS6, youve been a great fren !&lt;br /&gt;always there for me, to share my happiness and woes,&lt;br /&gt;hahaha .. sory for always throwing you around each &lt;br /&gt;time i get annoyed (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and HELLO SEXY NEW FONES WANNABE,&lt;br /&gt;lg chocolate red, s500i, yummmmyyy !&lt;br /&gt;LG's new prada KE850 is gorgeous,&lt;br /&gt;and of courseeee, n76 loooook &lt;: &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/daffafafa.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sosizzlinghot ey?&lt;br /&gt;spoiltforchoices ! spoiltforchoices !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;: &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;its you i see amongst the crowd,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-488600468934373060?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/488600468934373060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=488600468934373060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/488600468934373060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/488600468934373060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/06/felza-scissor-paper-piak-just-sent-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-4867641903402047023</id><published>2007-06-21T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T23:02:32.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as we grow up, we learn that even the one person&lt;br /&gt;that wasn supposed to let us down, probably will,&lt;br /&gt;you will have your heart broken, probably more than &lt;br /&gt;once, and its going to get harder everytime,&lt;br /&gt;but you will break hearts too, so remember how it felt&lt;br /&gt;when someone broke yours, you will fight with your&lt;br /&gt;best fren, maybe even fall in love with them,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you will blame a new love for things an old one did,&lt;br /&gt;you will cry because time is passing too fast &lt;br /&gt;and you will eventually lose someone close to you,&lt;br /&gt;so take too many pictures, laugh too much, and love&lt;br /&gt;like youve never been hurt, because every 60 seconds&lt;br /&gt;you spend angry or upset, is a minute of happiness,&lt;br /&gt;you will never get back, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aVB5ViG_0yE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aVB5ViG_0yE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sara's current favourite song,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beautiful Girls - Sean Kingston,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please spare a few minutes to let it load,&lt;br /&gt;you have my word, its damnn goooddd,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;: &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;your dirty habits,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aight, its 1.06am right now, got home not long ago,&lt;br /&gt;hm, today's a thursday, which means its a turbo-charged day,&lt;br /&gt;which also means sara's going to ground herself &lt;br /&gt;and lock herself in the room and studystudystudy,&lt;br /&gt;ahaha, lets hope that really happens ahhh &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right, just finished watching jaychou's &lt;em&gt;ting mama de hua&lt;/em&gt; MV,&lt;br /&gt;gosh, those powerpack dimples and tiny lil cute eyes,&lt;br /&gt;and amazing talents, how to resist ahhhhh ?! (: (: (:&lt;br /&gt;and the best part is ; ive seen him thrice in person before, &lt;br /&gt;so lucky right, * claps claps,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm, i suddenly feel like climbing trees and plucking fruits,&lt;br /&gt;and picking up flowers and catching butterflies,&lt;br /&gt;shall we ? my marked adulation,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;X&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's flyy .... hm &lt;s&gt;but.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my stomach acid always finds a way&lt;br /&gt;to get right into me, emotions run deeeeep ey,&lt;br /&gt;try discerning what my thoughts elucidate,&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and look wat ive got here !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Sarathekacheekbaby.gif" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cute rightttt,&lt;br /&gt;definitely put a smile on sara's face &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;okayyy, ive decided to make it my virtual pet already !&lt;br /&gt;the name shall be &lt;strong&gt;princess hoho&lt;/strong&gt;, (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrightt, &lt;br /&gt;goodnight goodnight &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;spongebobsquarepants ! &lt;:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-4867641903402047023?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/4867641903402047023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=4867641903402047023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/4867641903402047023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/4867641903402047023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/06/well-by-now-im-getting-all-bothered-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-5517294541957840160</id><published>2007-06-20T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T01:09:04.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; :Bv        leesiewchen! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarasarasarasarasarasarasarasarasarasara&lt;br /&gt;sarasarasarasarasarasarasarasarasarasara&lt;br /&gt;sarasarasarasarasarasarasarasarasarasara&lt;br /&gt;sarasarasarasarasarasarasarasarasarasara&lt;br /&gt;sarasarasarasarasarasarasarasarasarasara&lt;br /&gt;sarasarasarasarasarasarasarasarasarasara&lt;br /&gt;sarasarasarasarasarasarasarasarasarasara&lt;br /&gt;sarasarasarasarasarasarasarasarasarasara&lt;br /&gt;sarasarasarasarasarasarasarasarasarasara&lt;br /&gt;sarasarasarasarayiiiiiiishuuuuuuhuaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:Bv        leesiewchen! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my love.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( &lt;em&gt;hahahaha awww, siewzhen my &lt;3 too !&lt;/em&gt; ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;: &lt;: &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;emotions that transcend understanding, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;killing me softly -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xx&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's studying session was productive, (:&lt;br /&gt;manage to complete yet another set of geog notes,&lt;br /&gt;yes, i kno im falling behind, especially &lt;br /&gt;when theres still so much more to study,&lt;br /&gt;but im trying my best to do whatever &lt;br /&gt;i can with the remaining time already,&lt;br /&gt;so yep, gotta keep it going sara ! (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and really, i cant be more proud of myself today,&lt;br /&gt;cos i finally get to meet shihuiwhossosupercute -&lt;br /&gt;and ..... see see see (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/affafaa.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhhuh, i actually drew the whole tectonic cycle out,&lt;br /&gt;cant remember for how many times i did that but somehow,&lt;br /&gt;im sorta getting the hang of it already, hahhaha,&lt;br /&gt;and although it irks me alot whenever i think about &lt;br /&gt;the remnants of what i still have to cover, &lt;br /&gt;when i should already have done that, long long time ago, &lt;br /&gt;ewww ew ewww, but its oooohhhhh - kayyyyy,&lt;br /&gt;keep it goingggg !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/sa.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i cant have the best of everything,&lt;br /&gt;il make the best out of everything i have,&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sneaked into lyn's room last night,&lt;br /&gt;once again, she made me realised soo many things,&lt;br /&gt;both good and bad, yep yep,&lt;br /&gt;shant say anymore (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ima hit the sack now,&lt;br /&gt;goodnight loveys &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight amazingshern,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-5517294541957840160?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/5517294541957840160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;youre just way too beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xx&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep, the past couple of days were eventful !&lt;br /&gt;to say the least, considering the fact&lt;br /&gt;that my midyear is just 1 week away,&lt;br /&gt;yes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ditto said,&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;for a person whose exam's just a week away,&lt;br /&gt;you lead quite an eventful life&lt;/em&gt;,"&lt;br /&gt;nope, not something comforting,&lt;br /&gt;but ..... coming back to where i was,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with girlfriend on the 16th, &lt;: &lt;br /&gt;and we went on a field trip, haha,&lt;br /&gt;greeted all the places w our raucous laughter,&lt;br /&gt;and although the dismal of weather &lt;br /&gt;conditions left us greatly disappointed,&lt;br /&gt;we still had our fair share of funnn &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/g.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yepyep ! so after that,&lt;br /&gt;i went to meet mommy at tampines,&lt;br /&gt;my relatives actually organized a function&lt;br /&gt;over at changi beach, so cool right !&lt;br /&gt;there were 6 tents pitched just for all of us,&lt;br /&gt;and i slept with mum in the tent,&lt;br /&gt;we spent the whole night just talking and talking&lt;br /&gt;about everything, mom's just the best,&lt;br /&gt;love you mummy &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/df.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;changi beach's so beautiful both at night &lt;br /&gt;and in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the midnight fone call was refreshing,&lt;br /&gt;hm its been quite awhile after all yep,&lt;br /&gt;(: (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heading out to study laters,&lt;br /&gt;im driven to study, &lt;: &lt;br /&gt;thanks to a special person, ((:&lt;br /&gt;hm lets hope this mugging spirit last,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-121064210035452089?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/121064210035452089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=121064210035452089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/121064210035452089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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on my part,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;well, look how they all flow, uninterrupted, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;now whos the ultimate wash-out,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xx&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;great day today, &lt;: &lt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;'cept for a lil mishap both me and zhen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;met while we were studying at lido,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but its okay, no more trauma !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yepp, we left lido after the mishap,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;lil disgruntled but ... were glad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;we got out of that place, fast enough, haha,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 197px; HEIGHT: 131px" height="600" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/DSC00796.jpg" width="641" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sweetie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 197px; HEIGHT: 141px" height="582" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/DSC00799.jpg" width="263" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;bite size sweetie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 196px; HEIGHT: 131px" height="193" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/DSC00801.jpg" width="288" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sweetie and tinkerbelle, &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;headed to bishan macs after that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 207px; HEIGHT: 163px" height="292" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/DSC00808.jpg" width="229" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 195px; HEIGHT: 144px" height="358" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/DSC00815.jpg" width="322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;same same, (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 195px; HEIGHT: 144px" height="600" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/DSC00819.jpg" width="441" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;same expression, i kno, heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;highlight of the day&lt;/strong&gt; ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 222px; HEIGHT: 132px" height="344" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/DSC00821.jpg" width="330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;uk funfair ! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 233px; HEIGHT: 160px" height="260" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/DSC00830.jpg" width="470" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i love you zhen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 231px; HEIGHT: 168px" height="316" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/DSC00825.jpg" width="286" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so pretty yeah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 403px; HEIGHT: 263px" height="394" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/DSC00837.jpg" width="425" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;picture of the dayyyyy&lt;/strong&gt;, amazing scenery i kno, SPOT ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;we chilled from dawn to dusk,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 247px; HEIGHT: 148px" height="537" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/DSC00841.jpg" width="455" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;uh huh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 243px; HEIGHT: 172px" height="600" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/DSC00843.jpg" width="377" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;amazing lightings, yes, (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;last but not least,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;my sweethearts (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 272px; HEIGHT: 191px" height="542" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/DSC00802.jpg" width="342" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i love you zhen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and i love all those cosmopolitan talks,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;uk funfair is the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; shitz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;reaaaalllyy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;meeting gfriend tomro ! &lt;: &lt;: &lt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;dont hate the game, hate the player,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-4961314037539393910?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/4961314037539393910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=4961314037539393910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/4961314037539393910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/4961314037539393910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/06/so-stories-were-right-so-much-so-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-5303657857853861720</id><published>2007-06-14T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T12:42:01.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;am i suppose to ride this surge with you ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i dont want to listen to lil stories in circles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;what do they kno' anyway,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;when things are wrong, only you can do me right,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and no one does it better than you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;xx&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;im almost too lazy to function, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;its getting on my nerves, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i need to be slam with cold hard facts,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sara will mug hard ! sara will sara will,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and hello to sweethearts reading this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;do mug hard too yep, (: (: (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-5303657857853861720?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/5303657857853861720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=5303657857853861720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/5303657857853861720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/5303657857853861720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-almost-too-lazy-to-function-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-8391251834835785840</id><published>2007-06-13T21:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T23:20:12.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 282px; HEIGHT: 240px" height="340" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/991718404l.jpg" width="344" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Su, thanks for just being there with me tonight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;thanks for the hug and thanks for hugging me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;a lil tighter, Su, i love you, (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;its funny how two girls from two really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;different backgrounds can come together &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and hit it off like bosom pals,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;no, it wasnt really a right-from-the-start thing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;to start with, sue's like the tough girl next door while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sara's the sort who will whine about eeeeky things,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sue excel so much in sports while sara's a loser &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;in it&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the first thing that came thru my mind when i saw sue was,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;damn, tough girl, definitely not of the same frequency,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and the first that ran thru sue's mind when she saw me was,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yet another girly girl, EW,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;well, its funny how this frenship of ours actually flourished,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;this bond that emanates between the both of us,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;its really weird, sue and me stick together like glue ever since,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i really do not kno' when,&lt;/em&gt; but who cares,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;babes, i&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;you for all that you have done for me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and trust me, this 3 years will bring SO much more of us both,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yep yep, nv forgetting the,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cannot-make-it-but-still-try&lt;/em&gt;-&lt;em&gt;to-study&lt;/em&gt; gang,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;you kno' them all, i dont have to mention any names,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;we will all stick together and &lt;em&gt;hopefully&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;make it through everything together (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So sue, you are probably lepaking down your house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;right now, and i just hung up on the fone with you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;today with the whole gang was just awesome,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the stupid hamburger at the 29th floor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the sticking of our faces at the wrong lifts, damn, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;partners in crimes, eh eh ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;oh, and can i tell you something babes ?&lt;br /&gt;for skus' sports day each year, be assure that&lt;br /&gt;i be supporting you with ankle guards and deep heat,&lt;br /&gt;i be there to congratulate you after your every race&lt;br /&gt;and share your joy with you when you reach the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;finishing line first, everytime, (: be assure okayy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;as cheesy as it may sound,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sue, best friends remain and never can end,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;: &lt;: &lt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-8391251834835785840?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/8391251834835785840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;wo yao de zhi shi ni, zai wo shen bian /&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so if it says no, well don let it linger anymore,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;don drag this peace, things may just boil over,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;lets not conspire to ignite if it says no,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;this beautiful cascade of emotions wont show,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;youre stimulating pain, &lt;em&gt;pain is addictive&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so lets not if it says so, lets not, lets not,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;xx &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;happy 12th,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;: &lt;: &lt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-7764212639914846319?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/7764212639914846319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=7764212639914846319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/7764212639914846319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/7764212639914846319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/06/so-if-it-says-no-well-don-let-it-linger.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-6112960221833142614</id><published>2007-06-11T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T12:30:49.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;its making my stomach sick to kno that until now,&lt;br /&gt;im still prioritizing on all the wrong things,&lt;br /&gt;sigh, sara sara,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive ceased to believe beliefs,&lt;br /&gt;we cant sift truth from beliefs,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but youre just being stupid,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when all those voices seem to be in control ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tell me about it,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;we can live like Jack and Sally if you want,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;where you can always find me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;we will have halloween on crismass,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and in the night, we 'll wish this never ends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;we 'll wish this never ends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i miss you,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-6112960221833142614?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/6112960221833142614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=6112960221833142614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/6112960221833142614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/6112960221833142614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/06/as-it-gets-bigger-and-bigger-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-5361939922734675343</id><published>2007-06-05T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T22:05:27.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;well, today&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; was fly, (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got my head all twisted,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;my intestines all ruptured,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;only sweeter,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-5361939922734675343?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/5361939922734675343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=5361939922734675343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/5361939922734675343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/5361939922734675343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/06/theres-something-about-you-i-cant-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-1413019490121675869</id><published>2007-06-03T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T21:12:55.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y47/mysterious-girl/3232218862ddd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;sara's ultimate aphrodisiac,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tinkerbelle has a new friend call ah meng, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;tinkerbelle's a bee, ah meng's a monkey, &lt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;tinkerbelle's chinese name is ah hua, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and they both smell of ralph lauren blue, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and they are the bestest of frens, (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;funny how you do me,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;happy hug&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-1413019490121675869?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/1413019490121675869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=1413019490121675869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/1413019490121675869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/1413019490121675869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/06/tinkerbelle-has-new-friend-call.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-2028353305244916837</id><published>2007-05-30T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T00:15:01.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ralph lauren's &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(blue)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;eau de cologne&lt;/em&gt; is amazzzing,&lt;br /&gt;it actually hypnotizes me, really ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;makes me wana fall asleep &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;each &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i catch its familar wafting scent, (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hm, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but somehow, its seems more like an aphrodisiac,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;: haha, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;goodnight, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;baby, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;goodnight wearily,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i miss you like crazy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-2028353305244916837?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/2028353305244916837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=2028353305244916837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/2028353305244916837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/2028353305244916837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-love-it-when-people-show-love-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-6764834472578113302</id><published>2007-05-27T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T23:29:12.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;lets embrace the holidays with arms wide open, &lt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i get to commit more time on other stuffs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;besides school and studies and curricular activites,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;: &lt;: &lt;: yay !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;right, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i cant really remember all that happened this week,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;besides going to IMM and buying a whole lot of snacks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;just to restock the snack bar which my bestie and team &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;put up for the welfare of the cambodia trip, &lt;: yeap,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it was really funn whizzing past those shelves,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;grabbing any snacks we like and tossing them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;into the trolley all at one time, so hysterical,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;we cudn stop laughing and squealing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0595.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;half of it only,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0598.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;gaye pushing it around,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0591-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;choosing, &lt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0600.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;thats how much we bought &lt;: *clap clap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0601.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;joyce and sara are not desperate housewives,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;its past our vast knowledge to kno' that hotdogs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;in packages&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;can be open just by biting it and not by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;failed attempts of slitting&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it again and again, :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;must be the temptations of long nails being pen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;knifes, &lt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0602.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the super sandwiches that tasteee so yummmyyy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and guess wad guess wad guess wadddd,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm meeting&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;g;friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; tomro, *squeals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-6764834472578113302?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/6764834472578113302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=6764834472578113302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/6764834472578113302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/6764834472578113302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/05/lets-embrace-holidays-with-arms-wide.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-6143541674239311673</id><published>2007-05-23T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T22:05:29.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture05631.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;: yeah how crude ah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture05741.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;chao tahhhh all, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but its the thought that counts yeah, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hahah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;right,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ive very nice and sweet friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;really,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0560.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yeapyeapyeap, another delicate making,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;seee, not bad for breakfast eh ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;all for saraaaa &lt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sunshine, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;breakfast on bed for two, shall we ?.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-6143541674239311673?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/6143541674239311673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=6143541674239311673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/6143541674239311673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/6143541674239311673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/05/yeah-how-crude-ah-chao-tahhhh-all-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-352324015082677435</id><published>2007-05-22T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T00:58:05.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feedback&lt;/strong&gt; : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Perhaps, your friend can re-check with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;her / &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;his attending&lt;br /&gt;doctor for more information relating to " cut" in colon.&lt;br /&gt;Various methods of cooking, eg. boiling, grilling,&lt;br /&gt;baking, roasting, stewing or steaming, can help reduce fat intake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;( ie. avoid oily foods ) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Tnk you for choosing Singapore General Hospital at time for enquiry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards&lt;br /&gt;Ask-A-Nurse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;somebody sweeet seh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;actually went to the extend of emailing the nurse,&lt;br /&gt;(: (: so as to find out more about colon cuts and all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;aisehhhh, so sweeeet sehhhh, &lt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i got snickers in my locker (= *rubs tummy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-352324015082677435?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/352324015082677435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=352324015082677435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/352324015082677435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/352324015082677435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/05/feedback-perhaps-your-friend-can-re.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-4684935315726891920</id><published>2007-05-20T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T23:30:11.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;cosmopolitan discussions,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;flip tru' the newspapers these days,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and it will seem to you like we are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;walking on the roof of hell right now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;drownings for breakfast,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;death by shooting at lunch,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and sex cheats for supper,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;we wudn and cudn turn the page over without&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sighing out loud or frowning meticulously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;at the deaths of thousands each day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;more and more,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the world seems like an emotional mindfield,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;lesser and lesser,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;a safe place to live in,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;lets not close the pages of the newspapers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;with all the heartbreaking reports,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;lets all play our part and make a difference&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;in every and any way possible,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;: hm,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/worldpeace.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;my point is,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;lets go all out for&lt;/span&gt; world peace&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;we really should, &lt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Webdings;color:#000000;"&gt;shern's sexy love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sara&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;with a lil bit more&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lovin'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;than always,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;sommone just made my day with an awfully sweet gdnight msg &lt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-4684935315726891920?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/4684935315726891920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=4684935315726891920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/4684935315726891920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/4684935315726891920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/05/cosmopolitan-discussions-flip-tru.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-5261601604450982565</id><published>2007-05-19T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T22:44:48.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* rubs tummy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 249px; HEIGHT: 192px" height="240" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0615.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 249px; HEIGHT: 167px" height="167" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0617.jpg" width="268" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice people share their chocolates with sara ! &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0618.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tis is my bag,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;erm,  ive been snacking, alot, &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0625.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, cute huh,&lt;br /&gt;well, my nicey nice friends insisted that&lt;br /&gt;i should consume no oily food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;due to my painful colon,&lt;br /&gt;so they bought the above for me,&lt;br /&gt;sweeet rightttt, &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, life's been fair to me,&lt;br /&gt;i even got a dosage of g;friend today, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;with you by my side, i will fight and defend,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-5261601604450982565?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/5261601604450982565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=5261601604450982565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/5261601604450982565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/5261601604450982565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/05/final-showdown-man-united-vs.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-1112035597345883602</id><published>2007-05-15T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T22:28:39.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ahhh, been so tired lately,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;: sara's so caught up with school &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and everything about it laaaa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;been reaching home at rnd 9 plus these days,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but life's all ok, just that, i'm having a teeny weeny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;bitta problem in obtaining more than just a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;pathetic marginal pass for all my subjects,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and, needless to say, i miss all my loveys terribly :&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;right,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;im certain i just need one candy day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;to make up for all that lack of sleep,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;gon' fall sick really soon, i can feel it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;haha, my nose's having menses,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;bleeds every single day, yeap yeap,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and i have 2.4 tomro !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i dono whether to laugh or cry,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;took my 5 items already and i manage to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;pass all &lt;: &lt;: &lt;: yay yay yay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;now its just 2.4 to conquerrrr,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yikes, i so dont want to go for lunch time training,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yikes yikes yikes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;god bless me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;my dear friends, please pray that i will passss &lt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-1112035597345883602?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/1112035597345883602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=1112035597345883602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/1112035597345883602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/1112035597345883602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/05/ahhh-been-so-tired-lately-saras-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-5589645077055412226</id><published>2007-05-10T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T19:13:06.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;my whole family dine out today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;for an altogether mothers day' affair,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so granny came along as well &lt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;was sucha heart warming function, love it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;bought a handfone for mom with sissyy the ster,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yes, mothers' day gift for the coolest mom in the world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;she's really happy now &lt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and seeing her happy makes me happy as well, heh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;oh yes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i seriously don't wanna disappoint mr. saw laaaa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;gotta start studying, sara, hocus and pocus and FOCUS, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hm, plenty of essays to complete,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so tata ! &lt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-5589645077055412226?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/5589645077055412226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=5589645077055412226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/5589645077055412226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/5589645077055412226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-whole-family-dine-out-today-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-1073908056467191600</id><published>2007-05-09T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T23:07:24.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;9.46pm right now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and i just got home, overwhelmed with fatigue,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yes, and my whole body's aching, :&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;we ran 4 rounds round the stadium during pe today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 rounds&lt;/strong&gt; ! z sucha torture, hate it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but its okay, &lt;: i kind of enjoy basking in the scorching sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;these days, how we will always end up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;looking 2 tones darker,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yea riiiiiggggght&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;anyhows,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i feel a sense of accomplishment today cos im down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;with one literature essay, &lt;em&gt;just&lt;/em&gt; 2 more to go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;kinda pathetic i kno, but still, its an achievement, &lt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;heh, had hippyhoppy after that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;contributed further to my already aching muscles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ha, but its ok, was super duper mighty power funn,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;love it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;right, someone just told me how ive never wished &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;anyone happy birthday in my blog, OKAY,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;happy birthday to anyone whos birthday's today &lt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;my body's seriously aching,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;masseur anyone ? &lt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you, period. &lt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-1073908056467191600?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/1073908056467191600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=1073908056467191600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/1073908056467191600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/1073908056467191600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/05/9.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-3410341876643302439</id><published>2007-05-08T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T21:29:30.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;manchester united * &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;EPL champions&lt;/span&gt; 2007 &lt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yay yay yay !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ya kno',&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;on this certain saturday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i happen to lay my eyes on this sleeek nike sexysex bag and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;wanted soooo badly to buy it but it was out of stock,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;moments ago, i saw it right on top of my room's table sleek as ever,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and its all for me to keep, &lt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;what a pleasant surprise from mum ! aw,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yeap, and i went to change my pair of dunks with dad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;he claims the quality of those shoes were really lousy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so yea, no choice but to change,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; dozed off on dad's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;shoulder, &lt;em&gt;heh&lt;/em&gt;, been quite awhile since i last dozed off on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;a guy's shoulders, plus, dad's shoulder is so broad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;makes it comfy &lt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i love daddy and mommy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and all my friends in sku, &lt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;98.7 sku invasion,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yes they came to our sku &lt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/untitledsddsdxsd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;shan's pretty hot, &lt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;right, sara's gotta start focusing on her studies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;GP exam on the 18th of may,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yawns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-3410341876643302439?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/3410341876643302439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=3410341876643302439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/3410341876643302439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/3410341876643302439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/05/on-this-certain-saturday-i-laid-my-eyes.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-870570682715690719</id><published>2007-05-06T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T22:36:46.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;went shopping today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and item highlight of the day is ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;my pair of new running shoes (!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;mom and dad finally agreed on getting me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;a pair of decent running shoes,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i still remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;how they used to say i do not need one at all since&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i will never agree to run in my whole life, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;righhhhhtttt&lt;/em&gt; :&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;anyhows,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm very sure all of man-united supporters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;are going to become a one-night arsenal fan tonight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;same goes for me toooo &lt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;plenty of assignments to complete,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so bye &lt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;id go around a time or two, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;just to waste my time with you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-870570682715690719?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/870570682715690719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=870570682715690719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/870570682715690719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/870570682715690719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/05/went-shopping-today-and-ive-got-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-6741979908866761666</id><published>2007-05-02T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T20:58:46.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;theres geog test tomorrow, on 4 taxing chapters,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but its ok, got back our mock test today and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;my results served&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;as a pretty good motivation for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;to cont' working hard,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but still, ive plentiful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;deadlines &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;to meet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;even &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;more undone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;assignments to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;complete, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sigh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but well, i will make the best out of it, &lt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;on a lighter note, caught spiderman&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; lll&lt;/span&gt; today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;right .. the brilliance of such movies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;its worth your every dime and penny, &lt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;an amazing show it is,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;plenty of unexpected &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;scenes to expect and ... mm, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i wont say more, lets just put it this way, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;spiderman &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;lll&lt;/span&gt; = ownage,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hm,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;bye &lt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i need a dose of you dose of you dose of you dose of you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-6741979908866761666?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/6741979908866761666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=6741979908866761666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/6741979908866761666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/6741979908866761666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/05/theres-geog-test-tomorrow-on-4-taxing.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-6503804071558022928</id><published>2007-05-01T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T20:57:29.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;today's meeting was fruitful, to say the least,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;can sommone please tell me how the wireless connection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;at mcdonald works, its sucha bugger, i swear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but still, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm so proud of my group &lt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;anyhows, you kno' i have pictures that i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yearn to upload so very badly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but because of this and that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(you kno' my usual excuses)&lt;/span&gt; yeah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;erm, i will post it up asap &lt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;i miss you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-6503804071558022928?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/6503804071558022928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=6503804071558022928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/6503804071558022928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/6503804071558022928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/05/todays-meeting-was-fruitful-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-3765748188478878444</id><published>2007-05-01T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T21:31:17.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;today was supposedly a holiday for me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but, im gon' have to head to town later in the day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;to meet my group and complete our pw,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but its ok, really, (: im looking at the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;brighter side of life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;anyway, guess wad (?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;i be up for detention if i'm late fo'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;another 2 times, &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ha, well done sara,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;people who love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;are the ones who will peel the only prawn &amp;amp; give it to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(: (: (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to the one that came n decided to stay arnd for a lil while longer,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thank you for being sucha sweetheart,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-3765748188478878444?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/3765748188478878444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=3765748188478878444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/3765748188478878444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/3765748188478878444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/05/today-was-supposedly-holiday-for-me-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-8426417741375624173</id><published>2007-04-28T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T21:43:15.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This time i have really led myself astray,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;beautiful saturday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;met siewzhen for somm' raw catching up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;shes all good, and i was really glad to see her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;caught 200 pounds beauty, and really,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;that show is a serious heartbreaker,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i could'nt stop crying, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;no idea why, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;oh well but still, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;reallly niceee movie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;on a lighter note,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;man united - 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;everton - 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yay &lt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;choice of music&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;runaway train,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;by Soul Asylum,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-8426417741375624173?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/8426417741375624173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=8426417741375624173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/8426417741375624173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/8426417741375624173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-promised-myself-i-wouldnt-weep-thats.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-4754968043520826688</id><published>2007-04-26T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T21:09:56.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;choice of music&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;p.d.a we just dont care ,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by john legend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;a lil' bitta update on sku &lt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Geog's a lil less of a burden now, yes, thank God,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i hold no hope in passing surprise test, but i tried,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i've a locker which is half mine, yay &lt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm getting too involved with sue and gaya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i like economics, for now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sneaked out of sku with 4 fags for macs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;my current favourite haunt is starbucks,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;theres a 4 period break tomro, rejoice,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;glad to say, today didn complement yesterday in any way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-4754968043520826688?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/4754968043520826688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=4754968043520826688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/4754968043520826688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/4754968043520826688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/04/if-you-can-find-reasons-to-be-unhappy.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-8647342630637664736</id><published>2007-04-25T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T21:13:03.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;well, what can i say ? &lt;strong&gt;hello life&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;maybe, just maybe, its karma,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;still, thanks to those who were there fo' me &lt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-8647342630637664736?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/8647342630637664736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=8647342630637664736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/8647342630637664736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/8647342630637664736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/04/do-you-still-remember-me-today-was-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-6385663470964181926</id><published>2007-04-24T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T21:25:25.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a picture paints a thousand words, &lt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;choice of music&lt;/u&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm a flirt,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;by Bow Wow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-6385663470964181926?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/6385663470964181926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=6385663470964181926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/6385663470964181926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/6385663470964181926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/04/dearest-shihui-you-kno-your-sweet.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-5688408579357943277</id><published>2007-04-23T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T21:33:26.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this whole pandemonium makes the din terrific,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but thanks mom,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;you right those wrongs again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;youre so amazing and i love you so much, &lt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-5688408579357943277?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/5688408579357943277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=5688408579357943277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/5688408579357943277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/5688408579357943277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/04/here-not-there-anywhere-and-everywhere.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-8244175263194184827</id><published>2007-04-22T02:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T22:25:16.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/rosezzz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;is this raw love a crime ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;well, now, guess what,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;welcome to the suck,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;would you please unbreak my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-8244175263194184827?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/8244175263194184827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=8244175263194184827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/8244175263194184827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/8244175263194184827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/04/each-time-i-call-you-couldnt-drop-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-4642105323142175090</id><published>2007-04-22T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T22:26:02.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it was really good, thinned my hair today and went&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;for treatment as well, it was really relaxing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and the quality time spent,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;with acjc's percussionists &amp; their glorious blazers ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;we laughed, talked, bitched,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&amp; reminicsed about good old spastic time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;cried in our hearts, captured moments,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it was just really goood, heard them rythmite,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;they were amazing, so i pray in my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;that they will get what they truly deserve for SYF, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;chilled with fiona, yet another motivating session,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;went to her crib and talked and bitched and talked,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it was really goood, we exchanged life stories,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;then met girlfriend and px, the ones in my bones,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it was then that i realised how much i miss BHS,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;especially the people there, gosh, 4e2 seemed very&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;much like a distant memory now, but at the same time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;they appear to be so close to me, right in my heart, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;scary how the clock takes life away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the more i lived life, the more im losing it, aint we all ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;was suppose to ge for dee's party and all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but being the infamous pangseh kia, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i backed out in the end,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;no particular reason, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i just had a barrage of ... thoughts to handle,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;im tired, but i cant get to sleep, ahh .. what a cliche,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;siewzhen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;let me be the one you call if you jump,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i will break your fall, lift you up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and fly away with you into the night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;if you need to fall apart, i can mend a broken heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;if you need to crash, then crash &amp;amp; burn,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;just kno' that you will not be alone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-4642105323142175090?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/4642105323142175090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=4642105323142175090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/qqqqqqq.jpg" width="409" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;c.i.p day&lt;br /&gt;&amp; it was a blast,&lt;br /&gt;minus those ugly singaporeans.&lt;br /&gt;celebrated maira's &amp;amp; hilda's birthday,&lt;br /&gt;and really God,&lt;br /&gt;i cant thank you enough for letting me&lt;br /&gt;be part of 07a7,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes, today is bring your own bag day.&lt;br /&gt;my dear friends,&lt;br /&gt;please conserve the environment,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; stop pushing the blame around.&lt;br /&gt;since we are smart enough to kno'&lt;br /&gt;that we Humans are contribuiting hell alot&lt;br /&gt;to globawarming, ( pun unintended)&lt;br /&gt;what we ought to do now is to clear up the mess,&lt;br /&gt;it aint easy, nobody said twas goin to be,&lt;br /&gt;but if nothing is done about it,&lt;br /&gt;you and me, we will see each other in hell,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, hell - for the 2nd time ;&lt;br /&gt;at this rate we are goin,&lt;br /&gt;natural disasters will play a really small&lt;br /&gt;part in the demise of Mother Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the unglam &amp;amp; really ugly singaporeans,&lt;br /&gt;its a sad sad sadstory,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-6240774658270950814?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/6240774658270950814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=6240774658270950814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/6240774658270950814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/6240774658270950814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/04/c.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-3183608781665738382</id><published>2007-04-17T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T21:26:38.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i.n.d.u.l.g.e.n.c.e.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;dawned upon me that i need a time out ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;manicure, hair treatment, colouring pictures,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;doodling, window shopping, squealing at pretty things,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;bouquet of flowers&lt;/u&gt;, doing more bimbotic stuffs, yes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and hello you sweet thing, you kno'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;youre going round in circles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;if this was what you crafted,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;don't let me be part of it, tis' crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but wait, its uncontrollable, isn't it (?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i love geography,&lt;br /&gt;geography can go kiss my ass.&lt;br /&gt;(z)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;put it this way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mcfly's - its all about you&lt;/em&gt; is resonating &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;in my head like a nice piece of broken record.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-3183608781665738382?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/3183608781665738382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=3183608781665738382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/3183608781665738382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/3183608781665738382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/04/i.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-1480109909589260927</id><published>2007-04-17T06:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T06:55:03.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i felt it was'nt my stamina that improved,&lt;br /&gt;it was my will to carry on,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;close as can be,&lt;br /&gt;i thought twas comforting too,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;funny how you do me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again, not again, maybe, again not again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-1480109909589260927?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/1480109909589260927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=1480109909589260927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/1480109909589260927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/1480109909589260927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/04/it-wasnt-my-stamina-that-improved-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-151166967797327593</id><published>2007-04-15T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T20:39:25.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;so hold me close &amp; say three words like you used to do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;dancing on the kitchen tiles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;yes you make my life worthwhile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;so i told you with a smile ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;its all about you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;its all about you baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/shernsaraflowers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it was massively dream-like quality,&lt;br /&gt;you held my hands and whispered to me;&lt;br /&gt;you kno' its really lasting, it was intense,&lt;br /&gt;oh, dont deny me any one of ur kisses x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;its been awhile since i last saw you smile like that. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SW &lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;what a beautiful dream, a pity it was just a dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-151166967797327593?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/151166967797327593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=151166967797327593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/151166967797327593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/151166967797327593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/04/so-hold-me-close-say-three-words-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-1730814677741337201</id><published>2007-04-14T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T20:42:09.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture03552333.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i love you more than mr. big nose.&lt;br /&gt;best friend, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;though our communication&lt;br /&gt;wanes at times of absence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;im at the same time,&lt;br /&gt;aware of a great strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;that emanates in the background, ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-1730814677741337201?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/1730814677741337201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=1730814677741337201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/1730814677741337201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/1730814677741337201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-love-you-more-than-mr.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-8682222667294798985</id><published>2007-04-14T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T20:44:08.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>will we relish every moment, yet again.&lt;br /&gt;now, like the past .. not the present.&lt;br /&gt;the future is unknown, to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;choice of music&lt;/u&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its All About You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by McFly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-8682222667294798985?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/8682222667294798985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=8682222667294798985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/8682222667294798985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/8682222667294798985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-going-to-be-one-whole-month-since.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-8562845550612645462</id><published>2007-04-13T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T20:45:41.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;at times, i feel so silly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i just dont comprehend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but right now youre making me,&lt;br /&gt;and right now, im under your control, for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;senseless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;choice of music&lt;/u&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;circle circle dot dot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Jamie Kennedy &amp;amp; Stu Stone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-8562845550612645462?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/8562845550612645462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=8562845550612645462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/8562845550612645462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/8562845550612645462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/04/it-isnt-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-7481326279740747800</id><published>2007-04-12T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T16:45:44.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>warms my heart because at least someone cares,&lt;br /&gt;about me against those horrible pills -&lt;br /&gt;pills that ought to be banished and never to&lt;br /&gt;be consumed by the human race, ever again.&lt;br /&gt;warms my heart so much, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;12april2007.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-7481326279740747800?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/7481326279740747800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=7481326279740747800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/7481326279740747800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/7481326279740747800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/04/morning-texts-are-sweet.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-735657368882884470</id><published>2007-04-11T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T20:50:35.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>upsets me to see you upset :(&lt;br /&gt;but i was wishing the place wud never set in,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyway, check this ;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/dsafaf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love at first sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i highly think theyre from guess (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;manchester united 7&lt;br /&gt;roma 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats as good as it gets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-735657368882884470?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/735657368882884470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=735657368882884470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/735657368882884470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/735657368882884470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/04/it-upsets-me-to-see-you-so-upset.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-2749148119423987288</id><published>2007-04-10T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T16:49:27.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;now i understand&lt;br /&gt;what you tried to say to me&lt;br /&gt;and how you suffered for your sanity&lt;br /&gt;and how you tried to set them free&lt;br /&gt;they would not listen&lt;br /&gt;they did not know how&lt;br /&gt;perhaps they'll listen now&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps they never will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for they could not love you&lt;br /&gt;but still your love was true&lt;br /&gt;and when no hope was left inside&lt;br /&gt;on that starry, starry night&lt;br /&gt;you took your life as lovers often do&lt;br /&gt;but i could have told you&lt;br /&gt;this world was never meant for one as&lt;br /&gt;beautiful as you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-2749148119423987288?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/2749148119423987288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=2749148119423987288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/2749148119423987288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/2749148119423987288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/04/now-i-understand-what-you-tried-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-1536113131743222872</id><published>2007-04-09T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T16:51:20.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;((: wafting scent of ralph lauren blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-1536113131743222872?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/1536113131743222872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=1536113131743222872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/1536113131743222872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/1536113131743222872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/04/ralph-lauren-blue.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-9101254853644093042</id><published>2007-04-08T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T21:03:43.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mr.sickness came knocking on my door yet again.&lt;br /&gt;:( iam down with fever and yesterday, it went up&lt;br /&gt;to a whopping 39.0 degree. plus my cough, and runny nose&lt;br /&gt;and sore throat. my voice is completely dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then out popped my homework -&lt;br /&gt;whats with the lame GP context,&lt;br /&gt;which i seriously see no point in doing.&lt;br /&gt;and other relevant subjects like literature,&lt;br /&gt;econs and maths and GEOG assignments&lt;br /&gt;( argh geographyyyy )&lt;br /&gt;which have to all be handed in by tomro.&lt;br /&gt;i don think iam goin to get any better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the mural painting,&lt;br /&gt;the sample is due tomro. (z)&lt;br /&gt;and i, as the group leader has to be solely&lt;br /&gt;incharge of the sample painting.&lt;br /&gt;how ? i dont want to jeopardize my whole groupppppp.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roarrrrrrrr. but you noe you noe you noe.&lt;br /&gt;its at this point of time that i thank God sooo much,&lt;br /&gt;for letting me into class 07A7 whos alwalys so super duper&lt;br /&gt;mighty power understanding and patient and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blog anymore and il complain even more later about&lt;br /&gt;lack of slp, impending doom and more piled up works.&lt;br /&gt;at this rate iam goin,&lt;br /&gt;iam so not goin to make it.&lt;br /&gt;thats sooo not goin to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just keep lying, liar. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-9101254853644093042?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/9101254853644093042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=9101254853644093042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/9101254853644093042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/9101254853644093042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/04/mr.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-8422600856454307801</id><published>2007-04-02T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T23:18:30.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/afafadfadfa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;nothing like you guys. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;just so easy when the whole world fits inside your arms (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mr. dragonboater&lt;/em&gt; /&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be fair,&lt;br /&gt;i think that at times .. iam able to label myself as a deep-thinker.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised that amongst my circle of .. &lt;em&gt;no, not friends&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;lets just say, the circle of people i come into contact with.&lt;br /&gt;theres a no. of those who simply love putting people in&lt;br /&gt;really difficult situations, whats worse is somtimes ..&lt;br /&gt;they even go to the extend of making the people they hate&lt;br /&gt;suffer the same particular fate they once went thru, knowing&lt;br /&gt;how much its goin to hurt. is this human nature ?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and why isit that people are able to go to great lengths&lt;br /&gt;just to satifsy their greed, their lust, their revenge,&lt;br /&gt;their beliefs ..... why wudn they reflect that if there&lt;br /&gt;really is a Greater Being .. He surely wudn wanna see&lt;br /&gt;us react this way. is this also human nature ?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, so.&lt;br /&gt;what are humans suppose to be like ?&lt;br /&gt;how come we tend to sift truth from beliefs,&lt;br /&gt;and not by concrete-proven statistics ?&lt;br /&gt;oh wait, can we actually ?&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at this rate we are going,&lt;br /&gt;disasters will play a really small role to the&lt;br /&gt;demise of Mother Earth.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;because I as a homosapien,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;would love to see the world live in harmony.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-8422600856454307801?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/8422600856454307801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=8422600856454307801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/8422600856454307801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/8422600856454307801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/04/nothing-like-you-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-309678006574629037</id><published>2007-03-27T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T23:44:39.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;baby turn arnd and lemme see ye'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sexy body go bumbumbum (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/wooo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luo ai :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/woooo2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bottom right corner is me n momo.&lt;br /&gt;the first fren i met in class 07A7. (:&lt;br /&gt;the other 3, i swear i do not know who that girl is.&lt;br /&gt;i was just bored. teehees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 356px; HEIGHT: 186px" height="282" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/woooo3.jpg" width="407" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i be up in the gym just working on my fitness.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. action only lar sara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhows, twas a beautiful tuesday today, (:&lt;br /&gt;i thank God from the utmost bottom&lt;br /&gt;of my heart for days like these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres pe tomoro, * groans.&lt;br /&gt;my muscles are tearing,&lt;br /&gt;but il try, il try.&lt;br /&gt;now all iam working towards to,&lt;br /&gt;( &lt;em&gt;besides my As and a diploma&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;is being a more sporty person,&lt;br /&gt;as in literally. not just out going&lt;br /&gt;and open minded in personality.&lt;br /&gt;ok, don laugh laaaaaa !&lt;br /&gt;i said il try * hides face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and chinese lesson was rather hilarious today.&lt;br /&gt;we had ta talk about our parents,&lt;br /&gt;and my teacher told me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" ni shi bu shi hun xue'er ? na ni de mama yi ding hen piao liang "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. wth, wheres the link ?! but shes so cute,&lt;br /&gt;very intelligent also. ya noe she can&lt;br /&gt;tell what blood grp ya in just by looking&lt;br /&gt;at youuu !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrrg, and i wana become an activist.&lt;br /&gt;i so wna help those ex-convicts&lt;br /&gt;with their lifes all over again mannnnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andandand,&lt;br /&gt;millenia's having this cambodia CIP thingy.&lt;br /&gt;sigh, i so wana go. they are goin over to cambodia&lt;br /&gt;to help those poor kids and teach them simple&lt;br /&gt;english and math and chinese etc. aw aw aw.&lt;br /&gt;sounds really fulfilling, &lt;em&gt;i wannnntttt&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so a lil bit more on my day.&lt;br /&gt;got out of sku at 630 pm today,&lt;br /&gt;due to sku commiments and other personal stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;slowly made my way ta the bus stop and boarded the bus.&lt;br /&gt;reached home only at 8pm ?.&lt;br /&gt;my legs were killing me already, i swear.&lt;br /&gt;but guess what, on my way back. i saw zhengjun&lt;br /&gt;and ying min, these 2 very cute siblings&lt;br /&gt;( who goes to my auntie for tuition lessons. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they were back home from selling newspaper i think.&lt;br /&gt;so they were pushing this big trolley like thing.&lt;br /&gt;iam pretty sure ya'll noe which kinds. (:&lt;br /&gt;yeap. upon seeing them, i quickly made my way to&lt;br /&gt;the trolley and sat myself down, comfortably,&lt;br /&gt;not flinching at all. then the rest of my journey home&lt;br /&gt;was the 2 of them pushing a very happy sara infront&lt;br /&gt;busy smsing dearest siewzhen and mr. dragonboater. (:&lt;br /&gt;they were bickering about something, so cute.&lt;br /&gt;gees, come ta think of it.&lt;br /&gt;i sure hope iam not the cause of it. weeee.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nights alll.&lt;br /&gt;takecare ! (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-309678006574629037?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/309678006574629037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=309678006574629037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/309678006574629037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/309678006574629037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/03/baby-turn-arnd-and-lemme-see-ye-sexy.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-4102983981367133747</id><published>2007-03-26T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T22:04:57.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>iam in zirconn, which means topaz in balestierian terms.&lt;br /&gt;they were ranked at the 2nd place for 2 consecutive years&lt;br /&gt;and are planning ta be champions this year.&lt;br /&gt;( &lt;em&gt;wait, who doesnt want ta be champs huh&lt;/em&gt; (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the best part ?.&lt;br /&gt;my whole class reigns the &lt;strong&gt;cheerleading &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;group&lt;/em&gt; of zircon.&lt;br /&gt;yes, my &lt;u&gt;07A7.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;/ belive it or not,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cheer practices starts tomro.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hello loveyteo, babyshern, superzhang.&lt;br /&gt;i miss you like crazy you&lt;br /&gt;chickenmcnuggentnasilemak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-4102983981367133747?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/4102983981367133747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=4102983981367133747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/4102983981367133747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/4102983981367133747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/03/iam-in-zirconn-which-means-topaz-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-4236197527910836608</id><published>2007-03-26T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T00:20:52.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its 12am right now ! (: brand new weeek.&lt;br /&gt;timetable says theres PE today,&lt;br /&gt;ahlamak. i dono whether to laugh or cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, anyway .. ive met all of my teachers already.&lt;br /&gt;i really like each of them but i guess ... my lit teacher&lt;br /&gt;was a wee bit of disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;i wont say shes not good lah, perhaps too dramatic lor.&lt;br /&gt;hm, is this sommth all lit teachers&lt;br /&gt;should possess, the art of drama mama and big big&lt;br /&gt;hand gestures ? haha, she kept saying she would try&lt;br /&gt;her best to ignite the ultimate passion of reading to us. (?)&lt;br /&gt;i do not know what exactly she meant by that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhows, i just finished my GP homework.&lt;br /&gt;like finally, i was feeling reallllly confused. aha.&lt;br /&gt;fian had to even call to explain all details ta me&lt;br /&gt;once again. so i meticulously wrote down every single&lt;br /&gt;word i heard just to make sure i didn miss out on any.&lt;br /&gt;ahaha. how should i put it, i got everything mixed up, ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;an arduous task, yes.&lt;br /&gt;and i still have lit homewrk to complete.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so BYE ! (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-4236197527910836608?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/4236197527910836608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=4236197527910836608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/4236197527910836608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/4236197527910836608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/03/its-12am-right-now-brand-new-weeek.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-4529005461766126434</id><published>2007-03-23T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T01:47:36.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>goodness gracious.&lt;br /&gt;i swear i didnt see it coming.&lt;br /&gt;(: (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sara sara sara sara sara is sooo happy.&lt;br /&gt;aha, cos guess what.&lt;br /&gt;about 40 girls went for tennis trials today,&lt;br /&gt;and i swear it was freaking scary.&lt;br /&gt;we had ta first go thru the seniors who werent&lt;br /&gt;the leasttttt friendly and if we manage ta get thru&lt;br /&gt;them, we'll have ta face our hongkong coach.&lt;br /&gt;40 people went okay and for the first time,&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to be part of the team soooo badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first tryout, we had ta hit the balls 2 times w our forehand&lt;br /&gt;and another 2 times - backhand. then we had to volley&lt;br /&gt;with our vice coach ( who looks really strict but perhaps&lt;br /&gt;has a nicer side to her which i havent discovered ).&lt;br /&gt;choong and fabs went for trials as well, and i swear my&lt;br /&gt;hands were trembling like shit at the end of tha day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sara is SO not a sports person. id be gloating already should i be&lt;br /&gt;able ta pass my 2.4km within the time range of 16-19 mins.&lt;br /&gt;and .. never in my life have i tried tennis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but guess what, 12 girl got chosen out of the 40&lt;br /&gt;in the first round. and after the 2nd trial with coach..&lt;br /&gt;only 5 remained ....&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was one of the 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shernwhey are you shock or not !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos iam veryveryvery shock.&lt;br /&gt;do me a favour pls, ask me what CCA iam in&lt;br /&gt;each time you see me ok, i be more than just glad&lt;br /&gt;ta tell you. haha ! ok, screw that, twas just my&lt;br /&gt;ego talking, i swear its gon be realll hard for me&lt;br /&gt;ta cope in tennis but ahhh, we shall seee :D.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya noe when coach threw me 4 balls,&lt;br /&gt;i just told myself that i have to hit those&lt;br /&gt;freaking balls and i rly managed to do it, lol.&lt;br /&gt;and Pam got thru too / we were&lt;br /&gt;freaking happy cos of somm bimbotic reasons. *laughs.&lt;br /&gt;the other 4 who got in were all experienced players.&lt;br /&gt;God no, i cant believe iam in team tennis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;called my mom to share my joy with her&lt;br /&gt;and .. she sounded realllly shock. ah, what can i say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeee. and fab and choong got into the Boys team as well !&lt;br /&gt;awesome right, ahaha. we cudn stop talking about the kinda&lt;br /&gt;rackets and shoes we are gon buy, how we gon hold the racket&lt;br /&gt;to sch and how we think we are gon rock the work. lol,&lt;br /&gt;freaking bimbo and chauvinists i should say.&lt;br /&gt;and training officialy starts only when A div' are over,&lt;br /&gt;till then, we have ta go for practices on Saturdays&lt;br /&gt;starting from i dono when.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tormo, gon hit the court and start practicing in the morn.&lt;br /&gt;wham bham smack ! :D. i really need to start training&lt;br /&gt;on my &lt;em&gt;totally-cannot-make-it&lt;/em&gt; stamina lahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhows, iam deliriously happy.&lt;br /&gt;i hope everything goes well.&lt;br /&gt;i thank Mom the most lar, i know my whole family&lt;br /&gt;names are said in her prayers, i just know. (:&lt;br /&gt;ahh, i love you mum! :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: &lt;em&gt;the exorbitant cost of my fone bill is @#)$(!)@#($.&lt;br /&gt;so .. i wont be replying smses, calls or whatever form of&lt;br /&gt;communication unless you are &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;shernwhey&lt;/span&gt; (= &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aight, kidding.&lt;br /&gt;takecare all ! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-4529005461766126434?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/4529005461766126434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=4529005461766126434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/4529005461766126434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/4529005461766126434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/03/goodness-gracious.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-2226527377790802509</id><published>2007-03-22T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T22:10:18.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt; : dad, i need $200 to buy a sports shoes for sch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dad&lt;/em&gt; : so much for a &lt;u&gt;decent&lt;/u&gt; sports shoe ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt; : wah lao, mum must have told u i only want decent ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dad&lt;/em&gt; : no la, she didn say anything to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;me &lt;/em&gt;: then how u noe i want decent ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dad&lt;/em&gt; : oh cos i read your blog. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahha ! i dono if its for realll ...&lt;br /&gt;guess the candour of his voice&lt;br /&gt;made it all so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;***&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;07A7 reigns.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh shiz, i have ta stop singing praises. ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ya noe, during this particular one hour break.&lt;br /&gt;07A7 all went ta the library to slack and played&lt;br /&gt;truth or dare, it was supppper funny.&lt;br /&gt;i swear ! like super duper. farris reminds me so&lt;br /&gt;much of branda, i swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we had this pen to indicate who gets tag ..&lt;br /&gt;plenty of challenging questions exchanged.&lt;br /&gt;and i think sue is awfully sweeet.&lt;br /&gt;she was asked " &lt;em&gt;if you were stranded in an island&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;with 07A7 and can only save 3 people, who would&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;they be ?&lt;/em&gt;" guess what ? i was one of them.&lt;br /&gt;damn sweeet right, i wasnt expecting that at all.&lt;br /&gt;shes like ... somone whom i made only inane small&lt;br /&gt;talks with. awwwww man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and timothy had ta shout in the library&lt;br /&gt;" OHMYGOD ITS WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE"&lt;br /&gt;we nearly got chased out, lots of pre U 2s and 3s&lt;br /&gt;got very irritated. but all in all it was realllly hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;the shake head nod head things, oh 07A7.&lt;br /&gt;( inside joke )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and dee gave me a letter filled with beautiful flowers today.&lt;br /&gt;no wonder that comment darling, youre sucha sweeethart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teehees. and classes were okay today.&lt;br /&gt;geography still seem really really tough to me.&lt;br /&gt;but i will do my best. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met brens after that.&lt;br /&gt;it was a grand reunion man and it feels soooo good,&lt;br /&gt;i love you brandaaa.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; baby&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;yesterday's dream was raw man. (=&lt;br /&gt;shern shern shern* this symphony of love is&lt;br /&gt;in a romancing moood, its always in a romancing mood.&lt;br /&gt;haha.. my sexy dragonboater. loveyoualways !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-2226527377790802509?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/2226527377790802509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=2226527377790802509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/2226527377790802509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/2226527377790802509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/03/me-dad-i-need-200-to-buy-sports-shoes.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-5719618759121977144</id><published>2007-03-21T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T21:19:08.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my GP teacher has a blog.&lt;br /&gt;she is sososososo coool, i swear.&lt;br /&gt;she has compliments for every student that she&lt;br /&gt;used to teach, from her past students from RJC&lt;br /&gt;to those in millenia. she is just soosososo cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she'd say things like.&lt;br /&gt;" a really sweeet girl who has some sexual disorder&lt;br /&gt;bcos she has a huge crush on miss xxx "&lt;br /&gt;or ..&lt;br /&gt;" an awesome boyfren who plays the violin and piano.&lt;br /&gt;an ideal eye candy "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg, unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my econs teacher ms low is super nice.&lt;br /&gt;i feel, that shes pretty much those kind of typical&lt;br /&gt;young teachers, who haven seen much of the different&lt;br /&gt;kinds of students arnd and .. always trying her best to&lt;br /&gt;make everything nice and smooth-sailing.&lt;br /&gt;(: very very patient. and i like econs, first lesson today&lt;br /&gt;and it left me with a good impression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr saw is my geography teacher.&lt;br /&gt;funky and scary at the same time,&lt;br /&gt;coached CJC's pupils before,&lt;br /&gt;even those taking Special papers ...&lt;br /&gt;who scored distinction. (&lt;em&gt;z man, so smart for what ?!&lt;/em&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;he makes me feel like geography at h2 level is&lt;br /&gt;the possibly most difficult-to-tackle-subject in Alevel.&lt;br /&gt;watthehell. but he thinks its still okay for me to take&lt;br /&gt;geog at h2 level even thou i know nuts about it,&lt;br /&gt;like seriously nuts. oh wells, we shall see. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven seen my literature teacher yet.&lt;br /&gt;i hope whoever thats teaching us will be just as nice.&lt;br /&gt;literature's like my favourite subject and a beautiful one.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, really really hope the teacher will rock socks.&lt;br /&gt;i have my own plans in the future about literature ...&lt;br /&gt;will talk about it once A level draws nearer. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a pleasant day today.&lt;br /&gt;especially loved the class bonding makan session&lt;br /&gt;we had during break time, will asked for more stuffs&lt;br /&gt;like that 3 or 4 times a week, it really brings us closer&lt;br /&gt;tgt as a class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and surprisingly, pe today was ok.&lt;br /&gt;not including the fact that i was sweating&lt;br /&gt;and panting like crazy at the end ...&lt;br /&gt;everything went quite okayy. tedious&lt;br /&gt;but manageable lor :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after sku is ... always packed w personal and sku stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;freaking tired now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post is so redundant,&lt;br /&gt;but just to update my love ones on my life ...&lt;br /&gt;yeap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i know ive said this a thousand times,&lt;br /&gt;but it wont hurt to say once more.&lt;br /&gt;life right now is really good,&lt;br /&gt;blissful, peaceful, simple and just .... awesome.&lt;br /&gt;i wont ask for so much .. but at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;i would wished things would stay as it is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made tons of new friends,&lt;br /&gt;learnt lots of new stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;had truckloads of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now,&lt;br /&gt;i guess its time for me to revise my&lt;br /&gt;5mm thick Geography notes.&lt;br /&gt;hows that for starters ?&lt;br /&gt;plus GP homework and econs notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps : &lt;em&gt;hello shernwhey bby, wo ai ni oh! (=&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;jees. i miss alll my loveys, like really man.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-5719618759121977144?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/5719618759121977144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=5719618759121977144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/5719618759121977144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/5719618759121977144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-gp-teacher-has-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-4542857757772001825</id><published>2007-03-20T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T20:29:21.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back to sch life (=&lt;br /&gt;and i love my class.&lt;br /&gt;was one of the majority who've got&lt;br /&gt;just the kind of subj combinations i want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;econs, geography and literature at h2.&lt;br /&gt;and mathematics at h1.&lt;br /&gt;i was so afraid id end up taking managem.&lt;br /&gt;of business, but phew .. thank God.&lt;br /&gt;iam pretty sure iam not gon cope in MOB.&lt;br /&gt;not a business kinda person,&lt;br /&gt;more linguistic. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iam signing up for travel and tourism dip. as well.&lt;br /&gt;judging from the fact that classes are conducted&lt;br /&gt;only during the holidays and on Saturdays,&lt;br /&gt;iam quite fine with it. besides, they've got it&lt;br /&gt;all planned out for us. once it inteferes with our&lt;br /&gt;A levels, they will put the diploma on hold. so yeah,&lt;br /&gt;its very reasonable. A levels and a diploma in travel n tourism ..&lt;br /&gt;just fine. (= but for now, lets hope iam eligible for it ?.&lt;br /&gt;iam not too sure if i have to have any criteria or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow,&lt;br /&gt;orientation was just the big bang.&lt;br /&gt;really got us all hyped up and very very united as a class.&lt;br /&gt;iam in 07A7, and i cant be more proud of every single soul&lt;br /&gt;in that class. everyone endowed with impeccable natures in their&lt;br /&gt;own lil ways, so nice and awesome. iam v glad iam in 07A7 -&lt;br /&gt;the class that iam goin ta be in for 3 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sense new beginnings of true frenships,&lt;br /&gt;and a whole load more of obstacles to conquer, together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Image002-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part of 07A7 (: ( others were busy with the items etc. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i find the mascot thingie most hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;everybody was soooooo into the whole thing,&lt;br /&gt;it just made it all more fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0503.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favourite ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture04921.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my pride and joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture04861.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my 07A7 flag (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0485.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture04961.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh joyce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap !&lt;br /&gt;have been screaming my guts out for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;iam losing my voice, yes iam.&lt;br /&gt;but i love my sku, my class, my friends.&lt;br /&gt;iam already getting this sense of belonging already.&lt;br /&gt;straight bus ta sku, straight bus back home.&lt;br /&gt;always with fren(s) cos fab stays sooo near me,&lt;br /&gt;i don have ta go sku alone. and always on the way,&lt;br /&gt;i meet diyanah and choong and other peeps who&lt;br /&gt;board the bus. aha ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and how could i forget,&lt;br /&gt;i think i have the nicest GP teacher and mentor.&lt;br /&gt;especially my mentor mdm ong,&lt;br /&gt;she reminds me sooo much of the chinese version&lt;br /&gt;of mrs suneeth, always coming to us like our mother.&lt;br /&gt;closing one eye on our untidy manner/ways,&lt;br /&gt;even if she does gets angry,&lt;br /&gt;she scolds us in the gentlest manner.&lt;br /&gt;ha, i was caught for uniform and hair for the first&lt;br /&gt;day of sku, came back the 2nd day with the same hair.&lt;br /&gt;i swear i thought i was gon get sent back home ..&lt;br /&gt;( even packed my bag all already) but bcos of mdm ong,&lt;br /&gt;i was let off. (: shes goin ta be my chinese teacher !&lt;br /&gt;how awesome is that :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iam very contented with life right now.&lt;br /&gt;it might be really simple and melancholic, but i think&lt;br /&gt;thats just what i need. i want to dedicate 3 years of&lt;br /&gt;studying and all, enroling myself in to Uni - faculty of law&lt;br /&gt;after that and flaunt my dip. to the faculty of law's HOD.&lt;br /&gt;( &lt;em&gt;if i do get that dip lah&lt;/em&gt; ) and after that,&lt;br /&gt;work my way towards being a lawyer,&lt;br /&gt;support my love ones and get married to shernwhey.&lt;br /&gt;thats how i want my life to be, systematic, simple ...&lt;br /&gt;and successful. i want to support my love ones&lt;br /&gt;and give them allll very good lives.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my nightly-daily calls with shernwhey are just what i need&lt;br /&gt;to perk my very monotonous days up. (: got my timetable and&lt;br /&gt;lessons officialy starts tomro.. rather lookin' forward ta it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will post the pics up on my trip to zoo once i have the time.&lt;br /&gt;been reaching home at 8-9pm these few days and iam really&lt;br /&gt;tired. ahhh, this post is long enough to make up for the large&lt;br /&gt;period of absence ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;takecare all;&lt;br /&gt;love, sara.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-4542857757772001825?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/4542857757772001825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=4542857757772001825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/4542857757772001825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/4542857757772001825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/03/back-to-sch-life-and-i-love-my-class.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-3786370703503480303</id><published>2007-03-15T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T23:58:49.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wen ur days hits a sour note,&lt;br /&gt;you can get all bummed out about it /&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, of course you can ! OR ...&lt;br /&gt;you can be grateful that things are not worse&lt;br /&gt;than how they already are. sure, it maybe a simple&lt;br /&gt;form of hopeful optimism, but ..&lt;br /&gt;we cant deny that its also a smart&lt;br /&gt;way of looking at things.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello branda .. (=&lt;br /&gt;i miss you and i had a thoroughly fun day&lt;br /&gt;with ya today, yes i swear.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;princess X says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u cud choose. wud u rather die before or after me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;leesiewchen; says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;leesiewchen; says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;leesiewchen; says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;leesiewchen; says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;leesiewchen; says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;leesiewchen; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;you want to know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;princess X says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;leesiewchen; says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that i can make sure that you life is secure for the days when im still in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;leesiewchen; says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i prefer to sacrifies my life for someone i love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;princess X says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;princess X says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait ah, i save this conversation first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..&lt;br /&gt;would you die before, or after the one you love ?&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-3786370703503480303?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/3786370703503480303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=3786370703503480303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/3786370703503480303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/3786370703503480303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/03/wen-ur-days-hits-sour-note-you-can-get.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-3198274540352608257</id><published>2007-03-14T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T22:33:14.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>" i guess life is like this. We are born, we live, we die.&lt;br /&gt;Life is meaningless. it is just a passage of time where&lt;br /&gt;we are introduced to various stimuli like pain and&lt;br /&gt;suffering .. Death, is the eventual victor. Sara, i know&lt;br /&gt;how you are goin to phrase my situation so beautifully&lt;br /&gt;and then twisting my emotions in hope of making me feel&lt;br /&gt;better but no, this time is real.&lt;br /&gt;i have lost the exuberance &amp;amp; zest for living "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, you got the first part right.&lt;br /&gt;i hoped i phrased it beautifully ? (:&lt;br /&gt;but uh, come 2nd part,&lt;br /&gt;thats where you are wrong.&lt;br /&gt;no matter what,&lt;br /&gt;iam goin to twist your emotions.&lt;br /&gt;for you see, that is your problem.&lt;br /&gt;you guess, you just keep on guessing,&lt;br /&gt;you wont settle down and reflect ...&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some people faced a whole myraid of problems&lt;br /&gt;in their lives but never once complaining,&lt;br /&gt;they hold on to what i call inspirational sayings&lt;br /&gt;which are placed strategically in their brains.&lt;br /&gt;it gets triggered very easily and thats when&lt;br /&gt;they will draw hopes from those sayings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iam going to be just like that.&lt;br /&gt;see how iam going to work towards becoming the&lt;br /&gt;very best of me. i want to make the best out&lt;br /&gt;of my life and fulfill what i really want to do or be, in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyday, in every single way,&lt;br /&gt;i will be getting better and better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so are you, dearest one ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep enduring all the jokes and bantering people&lt;br /&gt;around you are giving and you WONT get to anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;stand up, and FIGHT for yourself ..&lt;br /&gt;that is the first step to opening up.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look dearest, why dont you close your eyes and&lt;br /&gt;just imagine the moon casting a glow on you,&lt;br /&gt;it then (somehow) caused the images around you to soften.&lt;br /&gt;go on, think of it as a heavenly glow that was meant specially&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;justfor you&lt;/strong&gt;. isnt it obvious 'nough, this IS a portend of good luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now .. cant you already see that this just isnt going ta&lt;br /&gt;be the end of everything ? no, it isnt !&lt;br /&gt;and the end wont come unless you submit yourself to it.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: you noe what,&lt;br /&gt;come what may.&lt;br /&gt;there's going to be sara here for you.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like what shihui always retorts to me when iam in trouble /&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;WO TING(2) NI. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;p/s: on a totly irrelevant note,&lt;br /&gt;i love you shernwhey, sorry i ( once again) fucked up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-3198274540352608257?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/3198274540352608257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=3198274540352608257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/3198274540352608257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/3198274540352608257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-guess-life-is-like-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-3794918346310937168</id><published>2007-03-12T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T14:39:48.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dearest baby,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for pushing everything back ( &lt;em&gt;and waking up late&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;just so that we can meet up and chill together for 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;12th march spells a significant something, doesnt it ?&lt;br /&gt;(: its our 3rd year tgt and yes,&lt;br /&gt;love is still, very much, circulating around the both of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you are busy with appeals and your JC matters.&lt;br /&gt;and iam aware how busy you are goin to get in the days,&lt;br /&gt;weeks or even the couple of years to come,&lt;br /&gt;whats with your dragonboat/ canoeing trainings.&lt;br /&gt;that will mean less meet up again .... yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iam sorry for bidding you goodbye with tears in my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;everything seemed like a tragic ending, who would have&lt;br /&gt;guessed that today was our 3rd year together. iam sorry ..&lt;br /&gt;but always, i hate to expect time wen it comes for us to go&lt;br /&gt;our seperate ways, 2 hours came and went&lt;strong&gt; tooo&lt;/strong&gt; smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i sound like an emo bitch whos sending her boyfren&lt;br /&gt;off to a country for goood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things arent as bad as it is, right ?&lt;br /&gt;:) we will still spend hours strolling thru' estates,&lt;br /&gt;gazing at the colossal houses and formulating dreams&lt;br /&gt;of what kind of house we would own in the future,&lt;br /&gt;wudn we ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we would still walk hand in hand thru the picturesque part&lt;br /&gt;at esplanade crafting ambitious plans for our future and&lt;br /&gt;at the same time, soak ourselves in the thrill of experiencing&lt;br /&gt;the flushes of first love.&lt;br /&gt;wudn we ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we would,&lt;br /&gt;iam pretty sure we will. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heres to many more of sara and shernwhey.&lt;br /&gt;cheeers baby, happy 3rd year of love ...&lt;br /&gt;and beyond.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lay your hands on me,&lt;br /&gt;Hold me as long my body's shaking,&lt;br /&gt;Hold me as long I'm anticipating,&lt;br /&gt;Hold me as long, for all my life ..&lt;br /&gt;your all I ever wanted.&lt;br /&gt;So Hold me as long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/sara2332.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wo, hen ai ni.&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;strong&gt;you have lips that i could spend my whole life with&lt;/strong&gt; .. (:&lt;br /&gt;muscle man, all muscles .. no lies /&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx yours faithfully,&lt;br /&gt;sara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : just so u noe, i love the bag (: its just what i needed.&lt;br /&gt;and ... i hope ya'll love the phoenix shirt from lawman&lt;br /&gt;just as much, u noe u look absolutely goood in it. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-3794918346310937168?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/3794918346310937168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=3794918346310937168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/3794918346310937168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/3794918346310937168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/03/dearest-baby-thanks-for-pushing.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-459706182566684738</id><published>2007-03-11T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T23:14:36.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/wedds.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday was spent at a certain sommone's&lt;br /&gt;wedding again. hm, as far as i noe, we aint blood related.&lt;br /&gt;but .. i guess in a way or another, we are somehow related.&lt;br /&gt;yes, wat an irony. so, the bottom line is - we'll still have to&lt;br /&gt;attend her wedding. lol, the funny part was .. i didn even&lt;br /&gt;get to see her face. well, maybe i did but wasnt aware. ahh ..&lt;br /&gt;so many people are tying the knot !! so many blissful couples ..&lt;br /&gt;and just look at that beautiful cake and the grandgrand stage&lt;br /&gt;where they wud say " i do " to each other and be officialy&lt;br /&gt;declared as husband and wife. awwwwwww .. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;XXX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, orientation at Millenia was good (:&lt;br /&gt;the pre-U 1 students get ta interact a lil&lt;br /&gt;with the group of japanese students who were&lt;br /&gt;there on friday. its pretty weird, i skipped sku&lt;br /&gt;on thursday and suddenly felt like ive missed&lt;br /&gt;out on alot. ahaha ! thankfully, i had these 2&lt;br /&gt;to explain every single thing for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/wedds3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they both made my days at Millenia even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i just hope that il be in the same class&lt;br /&gt;as dee and dinie. considering the fact that we are&lt;br /&gt;both taking literature and econs at h2 level.&lt;br /&gt;we might well be in the same class. (:&lt;br /&gt;or at least, same lecture theatres ?.&lt;br /&gt;yeap. went for econs lecture as well ..&lt;br /&gt;got too tired and chao ta meet siewzhen after tt,&lt;br /&gt;since fabs choong and diyanah were also&lt;br /&gt;heading elsewhere ta get their various things&lt;br /&gt;settled respectively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went down ta square2 to meet zhenny.&lt;br /&gt;(: she saved me from those horrible-looking robots.&lt;br /&gt;yes, wats new. shes rather determined to lemme&lt;br /&gt;conquer my fears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/wedds2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i had ta practically walk right next ta these&lt;br /&gt;awful robots and runnn to the exit after that.&lt;br /&gt;zhen ah zhen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;XXX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note, i went ta carrefour with mommy&lt;br /&gt;today ta replenish somm of our daily neccesities stocks&lt;br /&gt;and i suddenly realised that ive to get a no. of things&lt;br /&gt;done before my sku officialy starts next monday.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to mummy who reminded all of them for me.&lt;br /&gt;... my spectacles, ez link, bus stamps, sku badge&lt;br /&gt;and even a pencil box complete with stationerys&lt;br /&gt;since ive forgotten where i put mine. ( z)&lt;br /&gt;and also.. a pair of decent looking sports shoes&lt;br /&gt;ta go with my uniform which ive ( thankfully)&lt;br /&gt;bought. light blueee, its acceptable ! (:&lt;br /&gt;thank God ive gotten my amath text book already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ah,&lt;br /&gt;i desperately want to get into Uni ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yes, i &lt;strong&gt;desperately &lt;/strong&gt;want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/wedddsbz-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tcare loveys (:&lt;br /&gt;i drew the rose using paint myself.&lt;br /&gt;i think iam quite talented /&lt;br /&gt;teehees.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-459706182566684738?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/459706182566684738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=459706182566684738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/459706182566684738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/459706182566684738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/03/saturday-was-spent-at-certain-sommones.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-2316674886338478106</id><published>2007-03-08T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T21:01:09.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;i live my life for you&lt;/strong&gt; .. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today someone told me,&lt;br /&gt;that if you cant have the best.&lt;br /&gt;then make the best out of all that you have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these days, i have a weak foreboding for everything.&lt;br /&gt;so although, the above didnt at all, referred to&lt;br /&gt;my point of problem .. but .. come to think bout it.&lt;br /&gt;it applies to everything, doesnt it ?&lt;br /&gt;sorta enlightened me a lil.&lt;br /&gt;funny, cos i hardly give a shit on all&lt;br /&gt;the kinda advices/quotes people tend to&lt;br /&gt;use while trying to talk me out thru things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that sommone then continued,&lt;br /&gt;* happiness is a choice.&lt;br /&gt;so no matter how fuckup we may feel in life,&lt;br /&gt;we can always choose to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;aight, it made somm' sense.&lt;br /&gt;to me, at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sara, why cant u be more understanding and less demanding ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XXX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at times, i realised i rely on a couple or trio of my love ones&lt;br /&gt;sooo much so, that iwill start fretting and get all hysterical if&lt;br /&gt;i don get ta talk to them or see them for too long a period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats bad, all these years.&lt;br /&gt;i still cant go on with life on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought i changed for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so shernwhey, iam really sry for all the trouble.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for always keeping me sane even thou'&lt;br /&gt;u have ur own problems to deal with.&lt;br /&gt;sorry you always have to do things my way.&lt;br /&gt;sorry i never tried to make u feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/763582590ls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i miss you like crazy,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;every minute and every day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-2316674886338478106?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/2316674886338478106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=2316674886338478106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/2316674886338478106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/2316674886338478106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/03/when-i-complain-you-groan-that-iam-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-833192265954963091</id><published>2007-03-06T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T23:47:51.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dearest shernwhey (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its goin ta be 3 long years since u last asked me&lt;br /&gt;if i wud be your gf. i still remember that very day ..&lt;br /&gt;how you looked at me with those puppy eyes and declared&lt;br /&gt;your love to me .. be it the other way round watsoever.&lt;br /&gt;that was the nicest moment of my life. oh yes, u bet it was.&lt;br /&gt;it still is actually. ohmy, how young we were at that time,&lt;br /&gt;knowing that love will bring a thousand pain but still being&lt;br /&gt;ignorant about it. but then .. it was rather beautiful,wasnt it ?&lt;br /&gt;this 3 years together. the love/hate feelings i often had for you,&lt;br /&gt;the times when i made big mistakes yet you still forgave me readily.&lt;br /&gt;your love is what i call unconditional, and really. i can never thank&lt;br /&gt;God enough for letting you step into my life and changing it to a&lt;br /&gt;better one .. teaching me the rights from wrongs, the dos and donts.&lt;br /&gt;whats not. oh yes, i may be a stubborn child at times, always&lt;br /&gt;wanting things to go my way. but still, u never fail to give in to&lt;br /&gt;me. yes, sometimes u spoil me but ahhh. wat can i say ?&lt;br /&gt;shernwhey wants the best for sara, dont you ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive been missing you alot lately, its like something gnawing&lt;br /&gt;at the centre of my heart relentlessly and ... my condition&lt;br /&gt;gets worse at night. its crazy. i think of you almost thruout&lt;br /&gt;the whole day and think of all the things we did tgt. sometimes&lt;br /&gt;even goin out to the extend of taking out the pictures we took&lt;br /&gt;for the 3 years and smiling to myself while looking at it. i think&lt;br /&gt;about the times u shut me up by kissing me. or bear hug me just&lt;br /&gt;to make me even more irritated. i may not show it, but darling.&lt;br /&gt;u mean so much to me .. and i cannot imagine a day without you.&lt;br /&gt;yes, i cannot. il probably die, turn hysterical or just die.&lt;br /&gt;its amazing how you can tolerate me so much even after 3 years.&lt;br /&gt;right, so the passion we had from the first few stages of our rltnship&lt;br /&gt;may not be as intensed as it is like right now. still, i love you.&lt;br /&gt;u bet i do.&lt;strong&gt; if this isnt love, then i do not noe what is already&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i see myself waking up in the morning every single day&lt;br /&gt;with you by my side, cuddling me and wishing me good morning&lt;br /&gt;in a wispy voice just ... 5 more years down the road. (:&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhh, tolerance. if its possible, i want u to be by&lt;br /&gt;my side 24/7. i want to stick to you lykglue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh shernwhey,&lt;br /&gt;iam sucha fool for you.&lt;br /&gt;a fool for love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;XXX &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps / goin' for Millenia Institute, the 3 year JC/pre U&lt;br /&gt;course plus a diploma. aha, iam quite ok with it lar actually.&lt;br /&gt;had to think of pros and cons at first, and was quite upset ..&lt;br /&gt;since bio medical's r4 dropped till 10 :( ahhh. but its ok,&lt;br /&gt;iam pretty sure the great guy up there has a reason for&lt;br /&gt;letting me get to Millenia Institute. (: gon try for business&lt;br /&gt;and travel n tourism dip. in Millenia Institute and at the same&lt;br /&gt;time, divide my time for A levels. 3 years, i think its just nice.&lt;br /&gt;if i really have trouble coping, then i will just drop the dip.&lt;br /&gt;and concentrate on my 3 year route to A levels (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if everything goes well, iwill get into a U.&lt;br /&gt;n fulfill my dream of being a toptoptop lawyer. ! muahahas.&lt;br /&gt;manipulate your thinkings with just my power of words. yes !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i said before, if it aint a doctor, its gona be a lawyer. (:&lt;br /&gt;aight, iam contented to say, at least.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-833192265954963091?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/833192265954963091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=833192265954963091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/833192265954963091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/833192265954963091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/03/dearest-shernwhey-its-goin-ta-be-3-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-5852369564405485841</id><published>2007-03-05T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T00:00:00.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>* leave me alone to day dream in the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to drive.&lt;br /&gt;To me, that would represent the sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;of my daily dose of sara-time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take long rides on the bus whenever i can&lt;br /&gt;and back home again at the end of a hectic day.&lt;br /&gt;I refuse to study in the bus ( unless theres a test )&lt;br /&gt;and I seldom entertain fone calls and text msgs.&lt;br /&gt;most of all, i detest making inane small talks with&lt;br /&gt;acquaintances while travelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moments i spend in the bus each&lt;br /&gt;day have almost become a refuge,&lt;br /&gt;a place to seek solace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is almost the only time in my crowded&lt;br /&gt;sch schedule days that I do not have anything to do.&lt;br /&gt;I can daydream, think about shernwhey, make plans for&lt;br /&gt;my weekends/ dreams/wedding etc. I can peer at clouds&lt;br /&gt;from my seat and imagine unicorns dancing to melodious&lt;br /&gt;music.Think about old frens and remember silly&lt;br /&gt;incidents as landmarks whizz by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pass by my old school daily on my way to work,&lt;br /&gt;and everyday, I am caught upon a fresh onslaught&lt;br /&gt;of memories that triggers me to chuckle to myself.&lt;br /&gt;It starts my day off on a beautiful note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as cars pass by, I imagine myself dissecting&lt;br /&gt;each of them and putting them back together to&lt;br /&gt;build my dream car -The nice pink porsche equipped&lt;br /&gt;with winged like doors and hopefully, a sweet complete&lt;br /&gt;with the price tag of a normal family car. (: ahhh,&lt;br /&gt;and how could i forget. I love letting the breeze ruffle&lt;br /&gt;thru my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe 2 years from now, id rushed eagerly to register&lt;br /&gt;myself for my theory drving test and then, my driving cert.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps then, i may welcome the gurgling of my children&lt;br /&gt;and their endless questions at the back of my car seat while&lt;br /&gt;catching a whiff at the scent of my husband's colonge in&lt;br /&gt;the car when iam driving ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that will be a few years from now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for now, however ... if you see me in the bus,&lt;br /&gt;please smile to me, but then... do leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;in my dreams and memories. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XXX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i received an mms from shutian today.&lt;br /&gt;was feelin' a lil weird cos whothahell sends&lt;br /&gt;mms(es) to me, well .. not unless they are&lt;br /&gt;overseas or .. they badly want to show me someth.&lt;br /&gt;so i opened .. and i saw this ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;attached to the picture, it says ..&lt;br /&gt;" this is my depressed face, on behalf of all of us ...&lt;br /&gt;we are depress! &lt;strong&gt;we miss You.&lt;/strong&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FAGs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was on the verge of crying okay.&lt;br /&gt;sigh ... iam this close to making a&lt;br /&gt;decision already, plus .. i can safely say&lt;br /&gt;( that is, if i do get it ) , that iam gon&lt;br /&gt;be happy with it. but right now,&lt;br /&gt;its like iam back to square one.&lt;br /&gt;iam starting from where i last stopped&lt;br /&gt;and i feel helpless once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sara, what isit that you are afraid of exactly ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;u said we all need to fight for what we want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;now, its right before your eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;whats stopping you .... just what ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U are aware of your longterm goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;should i, or should i not ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh Yeye, please pedal ah-an's &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she needs plenty of them right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;XXX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;leesiewchen; sara? 10 years down the road. says:&lt;br /&gt;rmb my big name okay&lt;br /&gt;leesiewchen; sara? 10 years down the road. says:&lt;br /&gt;i love you so much lei.&lt;br /&gt;leesiewchen; sara? 10 years down the road. says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leesiewchen; sara, promise me that we will still go&lt;br /&gt;awwwwwwwwwwwww together. ((: LOL. says ;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note, the other time .. my nick was someth&lt;br /&gt;like this. " i love it wen u call but u nv call at all. "&lt;br /&gt;so tis cutsie toootise bigbully siewchen .. upon seeing that,&lt;br /&gt;called me immediately. hahaah, the first 2 words i cud&lt;br /&gt;utter once i picked up my fone was " er xin " :p cos it&lt;br /&gt;was just lyrics from a song lorrrrrrr. haha, shes&lt;br /&gt;freeeeekin' Sweeeet with the capital S lar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah siewchen,&lt;br /&gt;yes i promise,&lt;br /&gt;from the bottom of my hart.&lt;br /&gt;10 years down the road .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;awwww.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-5852369564405485841?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/5852369564405485841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=5852369564405485841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/5852369564405485841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/5852369564405485841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/03/leave-me-alone-to-day-dream-in-bus.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-765952885790004751</id><published>2007-03-04T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T23:52:21.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okie dokes ! pictures as promised (: (:&lt;br /&gt;look what ive got here ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0496jj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0495-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, my favourite colour.&lt;br /&gt;thee oh so glamourous colour - GOLD ! (:&lt;br /&gt;bought this today, courtesy of mom's $ of cos.&lt;br /&gt;teehees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XXX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aight,&lt;br /&gt;i will start with pictures at work first ! :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats my desktop at work ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0486.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my companions at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0477.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0465.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0469.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is like a typical breakfast at work.&lt;br /&gt;free of charge ! yes they spoil me like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;read on,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0492.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0453.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0475.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the furry puffy stuffs &amp; zhuzhu ive got !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0487.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i even have Vitamin pills from my big auntie just to&lt;br /&gt;freshen myself up in the morning(s). so sweeeeet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0478.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ur heart is the place, i call home (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XXX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cousins engagement (: (: love was all round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0459.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nx time i wana marry in 2 different cultures, what else but malay and chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0452.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for one, their wedding gown is irresistable and my cousin's really pretty. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0446.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and two, i have so many sugar, spice and everything nice ta gorge myself with.&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0460.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and threee; nothing beats gatherings like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XXX&lt;br /&gt;brens birthday present,&lt;br /&gt;the one which i cut myself and hurt my spine while completing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0454.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had to pull the shirt and write at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0456.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hurt my spine bcos i was lying/sitting in an awkward position for 4 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0467.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0491.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end product. (: borrowed those marker above&lt;br /&gt;from my piano kiddos who were generous enough&lt;br /&gt;to lend me theirs ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gave her all these together with a letter&lt;br /&gt;and a watch from Quartz. yes branda,&lt;br /&gt;i knew u were close to tears.&lt;br /&gt;at least now, u noe how much i love you right ?&lt;br /&gt;iam not sommone who wud spend 4 hours just doing&lt;br /&gt;silly things like this, but for you .. all these are an exception. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XXX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 358px; HEIGHT: 262px" height="480" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Image038-2.jpg" width="532" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iama camwhore, with part of my wardrobe behind. haha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 369px; HEIGHT: 282px" height="480" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/DSC00434.jpg" width="448" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 of my bed time best frens, me shihui and brens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0489.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iama camwhore !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0470-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0468-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wuuuu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0443-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0442-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;butterflyyyy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XXX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0439.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shutian says : HAVE A NICE DAY LOOKING AT MY DIMPLES ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 392px; HEIGHT: 321px" height="432" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/DSC00480hhh.jpg" width="496" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cutie pie says : SMILE !&lt;br /&gt;cos u nv noe whos falling in love with ur smile ! (:&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE my loveys. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-765952885790004751?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/765952885790004751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=765952885790004751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/765952885790004751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/765952885790004751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/03/okie-dokes-picture-as-promised-look.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-258221774137971338</id><published>2007-02-27T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T21:58:49.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>iam texting siewzhen now. (:&lt;br /&gt;shes telling me about the adamkhoo's course.&lt;br /&gt;yes, that amazing course which changed soooo many of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;shes into the 2nd day of the course .. and my friends noe exactly&lt;br /&gt;what hell we went thru during the 2nd day.&lt;br /&gt;but hm, the 3rd day is goin ta be overwhelming&lt;br /&gt;for my siewzhen, iam sure it will. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, it was overwhelming for me.&lt;br /&gt;wen i saw my mom's face smiling right back&lt;br /&gt;at me at the back of the conference room&lt;br /&gt;with tears on her face, showing me the&lt;br /&gt;thumbs up sign. i noe there and then, that&lt;br /&gt;each time - no matter how hard iam gon fall.&lt;br /&gt;iam goin to pick myself up. it will not matter&lt;br /&gt;how weak or devastated i may feel at that time ..&lt;br /&gt;it wudn affect me, and i told myself that wenever&lt;br /&gt;i stood up from every fall- its goin to be for my mom. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my family and my shern,&lt;br /&gt;and everybody else who loves sara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i apologize for the vast amount of words,&lt;br /&gt;or rather .. the lack of it ?. my computer's&lt;br /&gt;like a time-bomb. i shall not say anymore lest&lt;br /&gt;it hears what i say and decides ta go on&lt;br /&gt;a frenzy once again. as usual, ive plenty&lt;br /&gt;of pictures to upload. will have to wait till the nxt time :(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ta sum it all up. beeen busy goin out/workin' these days.&lt;br /&gt;i cant really remember everything. but feel free ta read branda's&lt;br /&gt;or shihui's blog. i spend most of my time with them and other&lt;br /&gt;groups of people (which is always inclusive of them ) especially&lt;br /&gt;w branda. (: u noe, me and her, lesbians la. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and iam still taking up that job which&lt;br /&gt;happens 3 times or at the most, 4 times&lt;br /&gt;a week. heehee ! wadd joy. its not a tedious&lt;br /&gt;job at alll. i enjoy doing what i do andi love the&lt;br /&gt;company there. being the youngest,they pamper&lt;br /&gt;me with the best foods and spoil me like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;the other time, my nose bled ( bcos mensus coming )&lt;br /&gt;everybody went hysterical. pauline even went to the&lt;br /&gt;extend of buying eels for me bcos she claimed that&lt;br /&gt;the older generation label it the BEST remedy against&lt;br /&gt;nose bleeding. ewwwwwww. but its from sushi tei, u noe ..&lt;br /&gt;the unagi. ah, i still dono if its fortunately or unfortunately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and each day during lunch break, its equivalent&lt;br /&gt;to a heavenly gourmet spread. they go to the&lt;br /&gt;most exquisite and high class restaurant to" talk about business "&lt;br /&gt;but always, end upchattering and laughing heartily at&lt;br /&gt;old / cold jokes. i get freee lunches every day with these&lt;br /&gt;rich people -  business man and woman. the bills are peanuts&lt;br /&gt;to them. sigh, now my ambition is to be a taitai ! i want to be&lt;br /&gt;one who can fan her hands frivolously even wen the weather's&lt;br /&gt;cold just to flaunt the 10 diamond rings and the gold chopard&lt;br /&gt;watch on her hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAZX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its crazy, sommtimes wen i have nothing ta do in the office,&lt;br /&gt;i will just stare at my watch and then exclaim(ed) after 1 minute ..&lt;br /&gt;that ive just earned 11.7 cents. aha.&lt;br /&gt;X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss shernwhey :( z. it always seemed sooo long&lt;br /&gt;since the last meeting we had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u are the sweetest thing that ever happened.&lt;br /&gt;12th march (: iam very lookin forward ta it.&lt;br /&gt;X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will blog more, and il upload pictures really sooon.&lt;br /&gt;promise ! don forget ta keep checkin' the-ballerina out ! :D.&lt;br /&gt;and i noe my new skin's nice. i actually used this stupid comp&lt;br /&gt;ta make it. muahaha. not that stupid afterall eh?&lt;br /&gt;ahhh ... flowersssss. *salivates. (:&lt;br /&gt;X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tcare alll :D.&lt;br /&gt;signed off w plenty of loves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-258221774137971338?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/258221774137971338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=258221774137971338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/258221774137971338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/258221774137971338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/02/iam-texting-siewzhen-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-3062470657730787660</id><published>2007-02-22T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T16:51:29.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;its a long post !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a talk with my sister last night.&lt;br /&gt;it was one of those few rare occassions&lt;br /&gt;where shes sleeping at home and not in the&lt;br /&gt;hostel. (: i was lying next to her and&lt;br /&gt;we started talking about everything under&lt;br /&gt;the sun. be it love, boyfriends, our family,&lt;br /&gt;the world, politics etc. it was heart warming.&lt;br /&gt;she started telling me about how stressful&lt;br /&gt;her life was at NTU and how she wants,&lt;br /&gt;sooo badlyto provide daddy and mommy with a good life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw a different part of her last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she started to ask me about ACJC and&lt;br /&gt;biomedical science. in a way, i knew she&lt;br /&gt;wanted me to make a decision before&lt;br /&gt;getting my JAE postings. so she asked me&lt;br /&gt;several questions. and she told me some&lt;br /&gt;facts about JC and poly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realised something. be it JC&lt;br /&gt;or a poly, iam still working my way&lt;br /&gt;towards UCLA. ( a university in los Angeles)&lt;br /&gt;the one me and fiona are both eyeing (:&lt;br /&gt;yes. and she say that should i graduate&lt;br /&gt;from poly and get to a U. it will only take&lt;br /&gt;me 2 years to get a degree. whereas in JC.&lt;br /&gt;it'd take me 3 years. the same things Jo said.&lt;br /&gt;yes, so isnt it the same after all. a total of 5 years&lt;br /&gt;to get a degree. the only thing i feel is different.&lt;br /&gt;is that in JC .. it wud really be much&lt;br /&gt;easier to get to the Universities in sg.&lt;br /&gt;but iam eyeing for the one in LA, so yes.&lt;br /&gt;it wudn affect me much ... i guess ? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she and fiona said the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;they both said, what if i do get into ACJC&lt;br /&gt;but screw my A levels ? then to other people.&lt;br /&gt;i will only be known as ..&lt;br /&gt;the girl who screwed her A levels.. and not.&lt;br /&gt;the girl who was from ACJC that screwed&lt;br /&gt;her A levels. no one will even care i came&lt;br /&gt;from ACJC by that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it made so much sense, i was telling myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sis continued. wouldn it feel much&lt;br /&gt;better when u hear people say.&lt;br /&gt;" yesyes, that one. the one that went&lt;br /&gt;to poly and made it up to University. " (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that will be freaking coool.&lt;br /&gt;so i asked her about combined certs.&lt;br /&gt;and she said 95% of her friends who took&lt;br /&gt;it didnt make it. she knew me well&lt;br /&gt;nough' to tell me this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" you noe there will be most days in&lt;br /&gt;either JC or poly where you will still&lt;br /&gt;be fooling around with your friends.&lt;br /&gt;you cant do that in JC. thou i wudn&lt;br /&gt;recommend you to do that in poly either.&lt;br /&gt;but in JC, its a one way ticket to U.&lt;br /&gt;with an A level cert. what can u do ? nothing.&lt;br /&gt;then again, with a diploma. what canyou do ?&lt;br /&gt;at least something with a basic pay of 1k plus.&lt;br /&gt;and you are weird,i don understand why you&lt;br /&gt;only want to get into ACJC, how bout other&lt;br /&gt;Jcs like innova. but its a good and bad thing in a way. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stared at her intently,&lt;br /&gt;letting every word she said pierced thru my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i thought about my trip to AC today.&lt;br /&gt;we had lou hei. (: but thats not the mainpoint.&lt;br /&gt;back there at Lecture Theatre 3&lt;br /&gt;where we were having our practice.&lt;br /&gt;those J1s were sitting comfortably&lt;br /&gt;on the chairs, doing their work since&lt;br /&gt;they are only here for sight seeing.&lt;br /&gt;not 100% confirmed in ACJC yet.&lt;br /&gt;then all of a sudden, i saw biying&lt;br /&gt;slamming her file on the chair&lt;br /&gt;and literally pulling her hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i asked her, what happened.&lt;br /&gt;she said she cudn answer a h2 math question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took a step back and stared&lt;br /&gt;at her with a startled look. she continued to&lt;br /&gt;stressh erself with the same question,&lt;br /&gt;brows knitted together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sat down and started mingling with&lt;br /&gt;my seniors. at the back of my head,&lt;br /&gt;i was asking myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" gees, do i really want to be like them.&lt;br /&gt;or am i like that at all ? oh no,&lt;br /&gt;iam not a single pointer .. thou i can&lt;br /&gt;get into ACJC thru appeal if i really wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;i see them working and studying so hard every prac.&lt;br /&gt;getting fustrated at a math question.&lt;br /&gt;oh no, thats not me. thats not my type.&lt;br /&gt;that is sooo not sara "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i doubt iam the kind that would&lt;br /&gt;study everyday, racking my brains&lt;br /&gt;over a math question, oh man.&lt;br /&gt;il probably die at ACJC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with that, iam quite sure u guys will noe&lt;br /&gt;that ive pretty much settled on dropping&lt;br /&gt;the whole idea of JC already.&lt;br /&gt;yes, ACJC had been my dream. but i realised,&lt;br /&gt;my ultimate dream is to change the world.&lt;br /&gt;and like any realistic singaporean,&lt;br /&gt;iam working towards an ambition that can provide&lt;br /&gt;my whole family with a good life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if it cant be a lawyer, it'd be a doctor.&lt;br /&gt;doctor save lives, and when someone lives are saved.&lt;br /&gt;it is a life changing experience for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea, iam also changing the world.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note, iam meeting brens tomro&lt;br /&gt;at night to get somm stuffs tgt. it'd be good.&lt;br /&gt;i need someone to cheer me up.&lt;br /&gt;and she will be just nice. my best fren.&lt;br /&gt;damn. i dont even know why iam feeling down.&lt;br /&gt;but i guess, iam old enough to know whats&lt;br /&gt;good for me. yea ?(: anyw, iam working for a day&lt;br /&gt;tomro at my aunt's company. some underwriter for&lt;br /&gt;insurance .. 1 hour $7. goood money compared&lt;br /&gt;to many others huh. hehe ! i will be asking if&lt;br /&gt;itd be possible for me to work like 2-3 times&lt;br /&gt;a week there. 1 hour $7 is really worth it. ha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and kaiwen texted me the other time to ask&lt;br /&gt;if i cud give him piano lessons. he said&lt;br /&gt;he needed to learn somm basics about music as&lt;br /&gt;hes goin' ta study some music course at sg poly.&lt;br /&gt;its goin' to get really fun with him as my student.&lt;br /&gt;next saturday it shall be ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iam probably getting some A math and Chemistry&lt;br /&gt;books sooon. i read further into Bio medical and realised&lt;br /&gt;that the modules included Organic Chem /Chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;A math and a bit of C math. iam happy to know that&lt;br /&gt;iam still studying those ! (: ive no idea why either.&lt;br /&gt;haha .. i hope my motivation and passion for all the&lt;br /&gt;Uni stuffs and studies doesnt die down.&lt;br /&gt;keep it going ~ (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;calvin! FIRM. hold your head high, stick your&lt;br /&gt;chest out says:&lt;br /&gt;but to be honest, i really really really love to have you as my junior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;calvin! FIRM. hold your head high, stick your&lt;br /&gt;chest out says:&lt;br /&gt;from the bottom-est of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:). uve been that one boss&lt;br /&gt;whom ive full respect for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-3062470657730787660?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/3062470657730787660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=3062470657730787660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/3062470657730787660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/3062470657730787660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-had-talk-with-my-sister-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-3605270026843214008</id><published>2007-02-20T00:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T01:35:04.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;editted :&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Saraaaaa.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr law played around with fotoshop and produced this.&lt;br /&gt;i think its worth every dime &amp; penny man.&lt;br /&gt;lets applaud for law ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lyrical assault weapon is gon get bigger and bigger.&lt;br /&gt;so is daprofaseaaa (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*clapclapclap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dono what can be better than cny.&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, cny and hari raya happening&lt;br /&gt;tgt on the same day. (: but thats not the point,&lt;br /&gt;my point is .. saralimshuhua is on a winning streak.&lt;br /&gt;yes, ;D u have no idea how lucky&lt;br /&gt;i can get nowadayssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ppl who don bet or gamble,&lt;br /&gt;i suggest you skip tis part ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya noe just tis afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;i was playing baht luck with my cousins.&lt;br /&gt;and there was this new and totally appealing&lt;br /&gt;rule that goes like this ..if you are to get 3 sevens.&lt;br /&gt;which means 21 dian. you will then win&lt;br /&gt;7 times of how much u bet on.&lt;br /&gt;so ta put it simply, if you were to bet 3 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;you will win 21 bucks ;&lt;br /&gt;that is IF you get 3 sevens in a row.&lt;br /&gt;yes, thats as good as it gets.&lt;br /&gt;7 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wen i heard about this rule,&lt;br /&gt;i was scoffing at those stupid people&lt;br /&gt;who came up with it. i mean,&lt;br /&gt;damn it man. learn probability.&lt;br /&gt;the probablity of getting 3 sevens in&lt;br /&gt;a role is soooo not impossible.&lt;br /&gt;but guess wat ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, uare smart enough ta noe the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos initially i was given 2 sevens.&lt;br /&gt;14 dian, it is a must add-on.&lt;br /&gt;so wen i added another card and peered&lt;br /&gt;at it. i just stared at that magical card&lt;br /&gt;with my eyes wide open, and i mean realy wide.&lt;br /&gt;my cousin snatched it from me and gasped.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaahha. another cousin who wanted&lt;br /&gt;to noe what the commotion was all about too&lt;br /&gt;snatched my card and gasped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very hilarious, inoe.&lt;br /&gt;you shud have seen the look on their faces.&lt;br /&gt;so i got 7 times of what i bet on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHAAHHAXZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how lucky can i get.&lt;br /&gt;so many times,&lt;br /&gt;i came with only 5 - 6 bucks as my capital.&lt;br /&gt;but 30 to 40 bucks back home as my winnings.&lt;br /&gt;plus my angbao money ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHHAHAHAXZ.&lt;br /&gt;in ah beng terms,it is, sibei steady eh sai boh !&lt;br /&gt;X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ima only seeing my ac fags on wednesday ..&lt;br /&gt;and siewchen's not gon be back till thursday ..&lt;br /&gt;iam gon have to wait till shernwhey's exams&lt;br /&gt;end before i get to meeeeet him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh :(&lt;br /&gt;but its ok ! lookin on the brighter side of life,&lt;br /&gt;at least ima looking forward ta wats awaiting me ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for branda's birthday ta come.&lt;br /&gt;that will be another crazy fun / 9 jiemeis gathering.&lt;br /&gt;and ... iam pretty sure branda's goin&lt;br /&gt;ta be really happy on that day. * secret smile.&lt;br /&gt;i don remember making her happy ever since&lt;br /&gt;9th o' feb. ahhhh, oh wells brens.&lt;br /&gt;ima make it up ta you , don wory ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if iam not wrong,&lt;br /&gt;i heard from my frens that in bio medical science.&lt;br /&gt;you get ta wear that magical oh-so-cool white lab coat&lt;br /&gt;that all doctors wear at work. ohmygod, can u&lt;br /&gt;imagine ms. saralim in that / flippin' thru my notes&lt;br /&gt;with that all the same black rimmed square glasses ;&lt;br /&gt;frowning slightly and my hair secured into a bun.&lt;br /&gt;iam goin' ta loook so freeeekkin' cooool. hahaha !&lt;br /&gt;and iam really happy cos even my sis is singing praises&lt;br /&gt;for bio medical science :) shes known for having really&lt;br /&gt;high expectations for everything. so yeah man,&lt;br /&gt;sounds quite promising eh /bio medical science.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ima think about it once and for all the moment&lt;br /&gt;i get my JAE postings.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;with perserverance and determination -comes result.&lt;br /&gt;go on sara, fight hard for what u want,&lt;br /&gt;fight reallly hard. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;: brens .. wat an intenseddd feeling i feel oozing out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;from the corner of your heart, oh gosh / now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that uve found your ultimate ardent desireee, pls ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;forget me not ! u chao byebye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;heeee, hugs !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-3605270026843214008?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/3605270026843214008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=3605270026843214008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/3605270026843214008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/3605270026843214008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-dono-what-can-be-better-than-cny_20.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-924151139833208495</id><published>2007-02-18T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T22:26:01.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0404.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent a whopping $96 on these nails.&lt;br /&gt;just becos of unawarenesss ...&lt;br /&gt;it was Cny and pricing(s) goes up&lt;br /&gt;by 50% .. z.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0403.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its nice i noe ! so princessssy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/untitleddafa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reunion dinner/ look at the wide spread of fooood !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes iam always happy wenever theres food around.&lt;br /&gt;and dont be mistaken kae ? this is barely one-eighth&lt;br /&gt;of the crowd. we had to take turns to eat cos there&lt;br /&gt;were justtoooo many people. aha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0421.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzz. dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0426.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my nicest auntie with zzz, dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;animals. zzz. i hate them :(&lt;br /&gt;there were like 4 dogs walking round the house half&lt;br /&gt;of the time i was there and i was seriously,&lt;br /&gt;scared out of my wits. you can see me trying my best&lt;br /&gt;to squeeze myself into the smallest corner possible,&lt;br /&gt;just bcos i do not want to have any contact with them.&lt;br /&gt;i cant stand animals. z, i dont like them,&lt;br /&gt;especially hamsters. major act cuters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/edit2-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i shud stop complaining (:&lt;br /&gt;thats 2 of my love in the car on my way&lt;br /&gt;ta uncle's house for reunion dinner.&lt;br /&gt;i cant rmb what they were talkin' about&lt;br /&gt;but it must be serious. look at their faces !&lt;br /&gt;aha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/edit3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my girlfren/ mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0428.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bake tis huat kueh tgt with my auntie ok !&lt;br /&gt;it was super appealing. heh, and my aunt's sooo&lt;br /&gt;sweeet, she decided to bake the white huat cake since&lt;br /&gt;ive always hinted that i love white huat cakes&lt;br /&gt;and not the brown ones. brown ones not nice !&lt;br /&gt;i can already see other heads noding in agreement already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's celebration ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0434a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0433a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom warned me that should i post her pics up&lt;br /&gt;on my blog, she will killllll me. eheheks !&lt;br /&gt;alright then, just this once (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Image057a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my culinary and catering diploma gugu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh no, iam kidding.&lt;br /&gt;but shes a superb cook, no doubt (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/edit12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: me !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh .. and look what the lack of fotoshop&lt;br /&gt;did to me. this is the original pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0436aa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thennn , with a lil help from paint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/safdf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not bad right ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i will end off with my current hp's wallpaper !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/thedit1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr. lim and miss lim.&lt;br /&gt;daddddy, wo ai ni oh ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy Cny everyone :D.&lt;br /&gt;cest moii ;&lt;br /&gt;princess saraaaa /&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-924151139833208495?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/924151139833208495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=924151139833208495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/924151139833208495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/924151139833208495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/02/spent-whopping-96-on-these-nails.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-8366011979477960930</id><published>2007-02-17T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T22:20:22.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>iam bloggin' on notepad right now&lt;br /&gt;cos my internet's sucha crying shame.&lt;br /&gt;haha. this week's rather fast paced i must say.&lt;br /&gt;everyday seems like st valentines.&lt;br /&gt;i still see people carrying bouquets of flowers&lt;br /&gt;walking around grinning from ear to ear in&lt;br /&gt;places such as town, bugis etc. blissful people (:&lt;br /&gt;and needless to say, iam amongst the crowd of&lt;br /&gt;blissful-ness. haha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should say that i submitted my JAE&lt;br /&gt;at the eleventh hour. haa, last day&lt;br /&gt;at the lasthour. i was panicking alot ..but all's done right&lt;br /&gt;now and all i have ta do is wait. z, i dono man ..&lt;br /&gt;but ever since i took on Os, ive tis stupid mighty&lt;br /&gt;feeling that i can also now, take on the world.&lt;br /&gt;haha, i guess its bcos all my life, ive never really&lt;br /&gt;went thru soooo much - the way i went thru for my&lt;br /&gt;Os. twas terrible, but fun in a way too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all the sec 4/5ns this year, trust me wen&lt;br /&gt;i say. tis year is goin' ta be somm&lt;br /&gt;of the best days of your life. (:&lt;br /&gt;especially during those night studies session.&lt;br /&gt;forget about the studying part cos trust me,&lt;br /&gt;ud only be able ta concentrate for the most ..&lt;br /&gt;an hour or so. after that, u join those&lt;br /&gt;slackers in eating their chips secretly&lt;br /&gt;and plucking those ear pieces in your ear&lt;br /&gt;discussing about the hottest songs in town.&lt;br /&gt;haha, and if uare game enough, join the&lt;br /&gt;boys in catching those irritating disgusting&lt;br /&gt;lookin' night pests swarming all around the&lt;br /&gt;canteen once the sun sets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my batch of sec 4s know just what i mean.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;digressing, the all too familar festive mood/season&lt;br /&gt;is becoming more and more overwhelming already,&lt;br /&gt;wats with the glorious lightings and&lt;br /&gt;zhu(1) ni xing nian kuai le ! haha. but i was feeling&lt;br /&gt;a lil grouchy n sad this morning .. cos i was thinking&lt;br /&gt;about grand pa .. and what he wud be doing at that&lt;br /&gt;moment if he was still around. Cny is goin' ta be really&lt;br /&gt;different. my first year without yeye .. which means.&lt;br /&gt;no offering of oranges ta him which would&lt;br /&gt;always be reciprocated by a string of Cny&lt;br /&gt;u noe , the cheng yu thing - and the patting&lt;br /&gt;and ruffling of my hair to which he would always say&lt;br /&gt;to me every single year ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" you are so lucky, hari raya and Cny all tgt.&lt;br /&gt;you must be a really rich girl this year " (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then il smile, and kiss him on his cheeks -&lt;br /&gt;i noe he loves it wen i shower him w love but he&lt;br /&gt;pretends to accept those kisses like he should&lt;br /&gt;only as a form of formality. haha, he'd always say&lt;br /&gt;busukk laaaaa. ( which means " smelly la " in malay )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss him,&lt;br /&gt;i hope hes doing well whereever he is right now.(:&lt;br /&gt;oh yes he must be, hes bin sucha darling.&lt;br /&gt;he should be over at heaven right now watching&lt;br /&gt;over his little ah - an. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just got back from reunion dinner at uncles' place.&lt;br /&gt;great ambience, large crowd, superb foood.&lt;br /&gt;and i realised something ....&lt;br /&gt;that every year during reunion, i see new people / cousins/&lt;br /&gt;auntie inlaw/ 2nd gu por / 3rd sa cek/ yada yada.&lt;br /&gt;the table gets bigger n bigger and the widespread&lt;br /&gt;of food on the table just gets better n better.&lt;br /&gt;my family just keeps multiplying. haha ..&lt;br /&gt;new lifes born, some moved on to a better place.&lt;br /&gt;its really heart warming to see those aunties uncles&lt;br /&gt;reminscing bout the good ol' times, looking at&lt;br /&gt;fotographs with sepia-tone loving and laughin at old&lt;br /&gt;jokes. while me n my cousin mahjong and gamble&lt;br /&gt;allll the way. all grown up, some married ..&lt;br /&gt;but nevertheless. still very much a family. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures will be uploaded reallllly soooon.&lt;br /&gt;i promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reunion dinner aside, iam sure&lt;br /&gt;twas a blast for everyone ! :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxXXoooXXooooXXoooXXooooxxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so on a serious note.&lt;br /&gt;after about a week of not talking /crying /&lt;br /&gt;emo ing / beating about the bush.&lt;br /&gt;me and brens are finally back together.&lt;br /&gt;( details aside, its between me n her )&lt;br /&gt;(: i finally had a dose of shihui and brens&lt;br /&gt;yesterday. we accompanied shihui ta shop&lt;br /&gt;for her Cny clothes and as usual,&lt;br /&gt;had alot of crazy fun along the way.&lt;br /&gt;i bet il nv forget them in any way,&lt;br /&gt;no matter the distance. they may be&lt;br /&gt;somewhere really far away, all busy&lt;br /&gt;with their own lives but ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;bits n pieces of them are already etched&lt;br /&gt;right into my bonesss. yes,&lt;br /&gt;they are in my bonesssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh, i met kaiwen after that.&lt;br /&gt;who is also / sg poly allll the way.&lt;br /&gt;its really comforting to noe of a no. of&lt;br /&gt;my best pals who are goin' ta sg poly as well.&lt;br /&gt;that way i wont be all lonely shud i decide ta&lt;br /&gt;get in there for good ! bio medical science alll the wayyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i misssssssss my faggs at AC.&lt;br /&gt;il only get ta see them again next wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;darrell's having a bbq on the 24th of feb&lt;br /&gt;which will be a greatt great clash with DXO night.&lt;br /&gt;doesn bother me, i dont club .. not now, not later.&lt;br /&gt;not in the future i guess. (: but iam more concern&lt;br /&gt;about my cousin's said to be engagement which ithink,&lt;br /&gt;will be taking place on the 24th as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm, we shal see aboutthat ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XXX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iam thinking about joanne right now.&lt;br /&gt;haaaha. cally's also crossin my mind.&lt;br /&gt;and px and xw and alicia serene goldie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and siewchen's over at msia right now :(&lt;br /&gt;she'd only be back next thurs. zz, BUT ! iam&lt;br /&gt;meeting her straight after shes coming bak ! (:&lt;br /&gt;yay yay yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh, wat can i say ?&lt;br /&gt;frens remain and never can end. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a special dedication to loh branda.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;you noe i just cant count on any other fren&lt;br /&gt;as much as i can count on you. tis bond we&lt;br /&gt;have between us, its goin' ta last. and no,&lt;br /&gt;iam not speaking like any other petulant child&lt;br /&gt;who wants something off the toy shelve badly,&lt;br /&gt;iam speaking from my portion of maturity ..&lt;br /&gt;that all these may seem rather hard. but 10 years down&lt;br /&gt;the road, i still see us sipping from the same cup&lt;br /&gt;of bubble tea. (: yes. ive said tis before, but no harm&lt;br /&gt;saying it twice. do or die, ima let tis frenship last.&lt;br /&gt;but my dear fren, it takes 2 hands to clap,&lt;br /&gt;uare smart nough' ta noe wat i mean.&lt;br /&gt;i noe u love me, and from the bottom of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;i love you tooo. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/DSC00108aa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to mr-oh-your-body-is-fucking-nice-&lt;br /&gt;shernwhey my dragon boater /&lt;br /&gt;( &lt;em&gt;for your information : hes the one on the right&lt;/em&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u were to ask if i have ever been head&lt;br /&gt;over heels in love with a person before ..&lt;br /&gt;id whisper to you ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" yes, right now " (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cest' moii ;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sara . the one that loves you so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-8366011979477960930?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/8366011979477960930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=8366011979477960930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/8366011979477960930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/8366011979477960930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/02/iam-bloggin-on-notepad-right-now-cos-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-264817434005414795</id><published>2007-02-15T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T02:05:29.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to all : please do take the time off to read this ! (:&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;I arrived at the place where Pete&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;was now staying. It was - as dreams go -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a surreal land with glorious green mountains,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;flowering meadows, and canyons flowing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;with waterfalls. Elephants, mastodons, and&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;people flew about, as though a circus had been&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cast into a gravity-free environment. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Only Pete and I were on solid grounds.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Hey, " he said. " lets go flying "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" I'm not dead, " I reminded him, " I cant fly."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Oh, right, Well, see over there, that lady&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;at the stand ? she can rent you some wings. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He took off, and I turned toward the stand &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;he had mentioned and duly procured a set &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;of plastic wings for the bargain price of a quarter.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I slipped them on, walked to the edge of a cliff,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and took off soaring, but uncertain as to what I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;should do next. With the wings, I was weightless and&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;could move toward whatever I wished to see.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All at once, I had a disturbing thought :&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How can a pair of cheap wings enable me to fly ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The next instant I was plummeting, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the weightof my body pushing down, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the wind pressing up,and I knew that soon &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I would be smashed to pieces.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How could this be ? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hadn't I been flying a moment ago ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the next instant, I was aloft once more,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;weightless. Relieved but still puzzled, I wondered &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;again how I could be flying with wings that &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cost only a quarter - and abruptly, I was falling &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;again. But I was flying a second ago, I said to myself. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And immediately, I was aloft. At the instant, I realised&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the meaning of the dream. Pete spoke ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" And now you see, its your belief in yourself&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that enables you to do what you wish, "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With that, the dream ended.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*** &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The next night, a monster was set on me and I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;began to run. This was the boogieman I had known&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;since childhood. I ran up a long stairwell, I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ran thru' the dark streets. All the while, Pete&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;was urging me to stop and turn around and look&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;at what was chasing me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" I cant " i cried. " if he touches me, I'll die ! "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Turn around, " Pete said firmly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finally I did. Before me was a monster,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;as I had expected, and yes, he was hideous in&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;every respect : a huge, scaly creature with a&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;venomous look. But he was also surprised that I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;stood there examining him. After a few seconds,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;he started to shrink, and then he disappeared.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" You see," Pete said, " &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;its your own fears that give them the power to chase you. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And so the dreams went each night,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a visceral truth played out to heights of drama.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;XXX ; each, a lesson to be learnt (: XXX&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with that, iam ending off.&lt;br /&gt;damn, took me quite awhile to finish that.&lt;br /&gt;aha, i have got lots to say bout my day.&lt;br /&gt;but iam really tired .. hm, to sum it all up&lt;br /&gt;for now. i had an awesome valentines day -&lt;br /&gt;i mean how can i not ? with a fantastic superman&lt;br /&gt;like shernwhey .. who spent close to a hundred&lt;br /&gt;bucks just to get me the perfect bouquet of flowers =)&lt;br /&gt;and dining at country manna, gosh.&lt;br /&gt;now iam even more determine to start my own flora.&lt;br /&gt;more details tomro plus pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you immensely supershern * (:&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to darrell lim dao wei.&lt;br /&gt;tanks for being so thoughtful man.&lt;br /&gt;i don understand how come uare amongst&lt;br /&gt;one of the selected few to be bestowed with&lt;br /&gt;the gift of reading thru people like open books.&lt;br /&gt;like fiona,you are scaring the wits out of me.&lt;br /&gt;zz. isit you or am i just that predictable.&lt;br /&gt;watever it is, tanks so much for the pink rose&lt;br /&gt;and that letter .. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for they signify strength and hope.&lt;br /&gt;2 elements which i need the most right now&lt;br /&gt;to get me thru tis period which iam pretty sure,&lt;br /&gt;is not goin' ta be easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chenfiona, yuting, xiangwei wu,&lt;br /&gt;lim darrell, shutian ho and jacindaa.&lt;br /&gt;damn guys, ya'all my bestsss.&lt;br /&gt;X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright /&lt;br /&gt;happy valentines day to all.&lt;br /&gt;spread zeh love around. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ps : &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;to whoeveer who sent me the flowers ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;iam pretty sure u read my blog .. after seeing you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;adressing &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;me as the ballerina. very creative huh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but errrrrrrrrrrrr. iam sory to have those beautiful&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;flowers sent back ta you.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;i mean thank you but,, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sorry. ive given my&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;heart to teo shernwhey &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wayyyy tooo long ago. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-264817434005414795?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/264817434005414795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=264817434005414795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/264817434005414795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/264817434005414795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-arrived-at-place-where-pete-was-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-984512234868501360</id><published>2007-02-13T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T18:11:07.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just cut my nails ..&lt;br /&gt;so depressing :(.&lt;br /&gt;my fingers look so stumpy now lar.&lt;br /&gt;z. i guess there will be no more&lt;br /&gt;manicure appointments for me again ..&lt;br /&gt;at least not for now. ahh wellls, its ok.&lt;br /&gt;ima have to let it grow all over again. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went over to AC yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;there were a no. o' disputes and all.&lt;br /&gt;but it was all on the low,&lt;br /&gt;many didn wana speak up for fear&lt;br /&gt;of worsening things, twas actually&lt;br /&gt;quite bad lar. i guess everybody was&lt;br /&gt;stressed ah. wats with the upcoming&lt;br /&gt;performances and everything else&lt;br /&gt;squeezed into a week. hm, but iam glad&lt;br /&gt;everything was sorted out in the end !&lt;br /&gt;:D. boss rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;xiangwei's a magician WU right now.&lt;br /&gt;he dabbles with tricks and stupid&lt;br /&gt;mind reading skills for part time entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;haha. it was hilarious. cos one of the&lt;br /&gt;tricks he tried on me actually failed ..&lt;br /&gt;he was howling and yelping in agony&lt;br /&gt;wen he wasnt able to guess correctly&lt;br /&gt;one o' the cards i chose. si bei steady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;practice ended really fast ..&lt;br /&gt;or rather ; time flies.&lt;br /&gt;before i knew it,&lt;br /&gt;we were all makin' our way to the&lt;br /&gt;mrt station. playing a fool etc. as usual. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bumped into wum wum at novena sq.&lt;br /&gt;and we had a talk with him, now that hes&lt;br /&gt;aware about my appealing to AC, he says&lt;br /&gt;he will do watever he can to help me. especially&lt;br /&gt;testimonial wise and stuffs like that. hm,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iam still like in the midst of thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, i noe myself best lar.&lt;br /&gt;its goin to be tough gettin' myself a place in AC.&lt;br /&gt;and seriously, idoubt iam the kind that&lt;br /&gt;can really discipline myself to study every&lt;br /&gt;single day with a strict timetable to follow.&lt;br /&gt;i lose interest in things very easily and iam&lt;br /&gt;afraid that by the time my As are here,&lt;br /&gt;id still be playing arnd, not knowing wen to study.&lt;br /&gt;i do not want to get hit by reality bcos by that time,&lt;br /&gt;its gonna be far too late. imagine wasting 2 years and&lt;br /&gt;settling down in a poly only wen iam 19 years old,&lt;br /&gt;doing my 1st year, when all my frens are goin&lt;br /&gt;on to their 3rd year. that will be the&lt;br /&gt;greatest joke on earth man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do not know man .. i have my own&lt;br /&gt;dreams to follow, to fulfill. and to me, my dreams&lt;br /&gt;are make to be realise. but on the other hand,&lt;br /&gt;how bout going to bio medicalscience and&lt;br /&gt;then going on to University to become a&lt;br /&gt;prestigious doctor of some sort. ? ahhh, seee.&lt;br /&gt;thats what i mean , dillema. yet on the other hand,&lt;br /&gt;getting in AC will not be easy. it will not be easy at all.&lt;br /&gt;zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so for now ; more or less, ive decided on tis.&lt;br /&gt;its either ACJC only, ( i &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;guess ?&lt;/span&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;or Optometry / Bio Med Sci in a gd poly. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh, i nidda get down ta somm serious tinking !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XxxxXoOxXoOXOxoXoXoXoXOOXOXOX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup ! so back ta my day.&lt;br /&gt;i saw victoria tooo at novena sq.&lt;br /&gt;who looked most depresssing :(&lt;br /&gt;my dear, 8 nos. away .. thats how&lt;br /&gt;near iam, just press 8 nos. on ur&lt;br /&gt;fone and id be there to give u a&lt;br /&gt;listening ear, anytime of the day. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went over to fiona's house after that&lt;br /&gt;for dinner. we were playing a foool,&lt;br /&gt;laughing at the stupid mrt groper etc.&lt;br /&gt;i stayed on until 10 plus before making my&lt;br /&gt;way home. oh my, iam pretty sure we wud have&lt;br /&gt;talked till dawn if it wudn be for her&lt;br /&gt;unbelivable excessive amount of homework.&lt;br /&gt;jermah is soooo cute. i love talking to fiona man.&lt;br /&gt;she makes me realise sooo many things.&lt;br /&gt;XXX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 367px; HEIGHT: 433px" height="479" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/854493753l.jpg" width="372" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can i have that kinda tan like you wonderwall ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentines's day tomro ! (:&lt;br /&gt;shernwheyshernwheyallthewayyyy :D.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;u proved me wrong.refer to me with an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;uncanny resemblance o' a mind reader, i dono ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-984512234868501360?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/984512234868501360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=984512234868501360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/984512234868501360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/984512234868501360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-just-cut-my-nails.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-561525993133840547</id><published>2007-02-12T02:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T02:56:16.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3.01 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to the dentist today to have&lt;br /&gt;my teeth checked. wen i saw dr. koh-&lt;br /&gt;i flashed a smile at him, grittingly.&lt;br /&gt;den he told me how cute i looked with&lt;br /&gt;that all the same vampire tooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tink dr. koh is senile,&lt;br /&gt;he tells me the same thing every session.&lt;br /&gt;makes me bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" brush here twice, side also, use the back&lt;br /&gt;of ur toothbrush to clean ur tongue, do u floss&lt;br /&gt;every other day or everday ? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, but hes a darling ol' man. (:&lt;br /&gt;so kind. i told him about the courses&lt;br /&gt;which ive chosen for my JAE postings ..&lt;br /&gt;and that particular JC ima ( most proly, not confirm)&lt;br /&gt;put as first choice ..&lt;br /&gt;he said they were all goood. (:&lt;br /&gt;wat a comforting phrase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been reading up on courses since&lt;br /&gt;yesterday and right now .. ive like 5 courses&lt;br /&gt;in mind which iam seriously attracted to.&lt;br /&gt;One of them being optometry ..&lt;br /&gt;and the other one .. bio medical.&lt;br /&gt;but iam still in a dillema. i wish they have&lt;br /&gt;literature studies in polytechnics ... ive always&lt;br /&gt;loved literature, its the only subject&lt;br /&gt;i would consider beauitiful. ha ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to think about it.&lt;br /&gt;i was quite taken aback wen i learnt about the&lt;br /&gt;distinction i earned for combined humans&lt;br /&gt;from mrs cheah minutes before i received my results,&lt;br /&gt;she told me she cudn hide it anymore as it&lt;br /&gt;had been gnawing on her relentlessly for&lt;br /&gt;that whole morn' aha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was shocked of cos, for me being me ..&lt;br /&gt;ive never pass social studies my whole life.&lt;br /&gt;so that can only mean 1 thing.&lt;br /&gt;my literature must have helped me a bundle.&lt;br /&gt;happy only. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so back to what i was saying,&lt;br /&gt;my choices. yes, ive already discussed&lt;br /&gt;with my family last night and&lt;br /&gt;they didn really say anything.&lt;br /&gt;mom ended off with a ..&lt;br /&gt;" u noe, as long as u are happy, we are fine&lt;br /&gt;with watever u choose. i think uare big nough'&lt;br /&gt;to noe wats best for you. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah man, i hope iam ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now, ima have to wait till tuesday&lt;br /&gt;to discuss my choices with shernwhey&lt;br /&gt;before filling up my JAE form on tuesday night !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heading over to AC tomro -&lt;br /&gt;helping out at stormZ. (:&lt;br /&gt;gona have to talk to ms too and instructor&lt;br /&gt;about somm relevant stuffs tooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iam still thinking very hard /&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shernwhey&lt;/strong&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;happy 12th (:&lt;br /&gt;i really donot know what ive&lt;br /&gt;done to deserve somone like&lt;br /&gt;you. i know ive been behaving&lt;br /&gt;so petulantly these days ..&lt;br /&gt;but i noe there will always be you whos&lt;br /&gt;patient nough' to talk to me ..&lt;br /&gt;to sound me out.&lt;br /&gt;iam not giving my heart to anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;(: iam entrusting it to only u.&lt;br /&gt;u noe iam never lost these days,&lt;br /&gt;i mean, how could i ? with a world revolving&lt;br /&gt;around only yyou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you.&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they always ask me wats good about you.&lt;br /&gt;but i will never tell, for iam afraid they will&lt;br /&gt;fall in love with you too .. (=&lt;br /&gt;XXX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dreams are my reality.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yes, ima do whatever it takes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-561525993133840547?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/561525993133840547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=561525993133840547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/561525993133840547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/561525993133840547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-went-to-dentist-today-to-have-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-117104268019894509</id><published>2007-02-10T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T01:48:53.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:D :D :D :D :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sara : mrs suneeth, pls don tell me anything.&lt;br /&gt;il just take the stupid paper and chao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;suneeth : sure dear, oh. u might need tis thou. * frowns.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sara : Wat wat ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* looks at ite booklet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sara : watttttf ? ITE ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* tears started welling up my eyes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;suneeth : * shrugs. yes, u get wat i mean ....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sara : * cries and walks away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sara : shernwhey shernwhey iam not gona make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wonderwall : cmon lar idiot u noe ul make it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sara : criesss and criess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wonderwall : * holds my shoulder. saraaa cmon !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sara : i don wna open .. i don wan i don wan.&lt;br /&gt;iam bound to go to ite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fiona arrives *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fiona : * opens booklet.&lt;br /&gt;wonderwall : peeks and smile. (:&lt;br /&gt;sara : shernwhey don play !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fiona : *smiles. look at it urself.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sara :&lt;br /&gt;SCREAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;haha. yes, iam happy. very happy.&lt;br /&gt;guess what, iam eligible for even&lt;br /&gt;Optometry ok ! watthehellll.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha .... i dont have much to say.&lt;br /&gt;i only remembered hugging shernwhey and&lt;br /&gt;fiona and alot of other teachers who congratulated&lt;br /&gt;me after learning bout my r5 and r4 respecitvely.&lt;br /&gt;haha, and then ... proceeding to scold mrs suneeth&lt;br /&gt;for being so mean to me after that.&lt;br /&gt;she scared the helll out of me lar, like seriouslyyyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;z !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive had calls coming in for the whole day&lt;br /&gt;asking me about my result and everyth else.&lt;br /&gt;lol, i cant stop running around after receiving&lt;br /&gt;my piece of paper (: there were some who were&lt;br /&gt;of course, upset about results .... but...&lt;br /&gt;sigh, i dono.&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank God, thank God, thank God.(:&lt;br /&gt;u made Sara happppyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;and yes, il remember my promise :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to daddy, mummy and jiejie !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;never seen a family more supportive than ya all.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all the hugs and kisses. ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i noe uare all happy, and iam glad. very glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;zhang xian shen :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D. uare zeh best mannn.&lt;br /&gt;u hide away my fears, like always.&lt;br /&gt;wen i was on the verge of crying.&lt;br /&gt;u were there. right behind me ..&lt;br /&gt;telling me iwas gon do wellllll. (:&lt;br /&gt;ahhh. and i was laughin' secretly to&lt;br /&gt;myself when fiona told me about ur&lt;br /&gt;trembling hands :p. now i noe u always&lt;br /&gt;noe wats best for me. smmmuacccks !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;siewchen u stupid kuku.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u have beeen my greatest encouragement&lt;br /&gt;all these months,sigh, thanks for beliving in&lt;br /&gt;me and never once doubting me.u were there&lt;br /&gt;thru it all,and you dono how well u areat making&lt;br /&gt;me feel all better.u noe i love u even thou u&lt;br /&gt;always torture me =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fionachen :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u have been amazing.&lt;br /&gt;really man. i ....i can never&lt;br /&gt;thank you nough for&lt;br /&gt;everything that uve done for&lt;br /&gt;me. hahah ... remember ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" all the bitches up therefor me to choooose " :p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jacinda and yuting :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u guys made me cry big time lar.&lt;br /&gt;jac, u noe how u flooded my fone&lt;br /&gt;with handphones n msgs which will&lt;br /&gt;later turn to hysterical screams&lt;br /&gt;and I LOVE YOU SARAAAA-ings haha !&lt;br /&gt;yuting, counting down with me&lt;br /&gt;every single day with words of love ..&lt;br /&gt;awww. who else wud tink about it but u?&lt;br /&gt;i mean it wen i say uare not just&lt;br /&gt;another fren to me aight. (:&lt;br /&gt;u are special. very special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xiaangwei darrell shutian :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more than my seniors (:&lt;br /&gt;more than just ordinary fags ...&lt;br /&gt;more than words (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to everybody else who congratulated me :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iam thankful. very thankful.&lt;br /&gt;and iam very very happy with life&lt;br /&gt;right now. never felt more contented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now all i need. is a setballs assurance from -&lt;br /&gt;u noe where. but even if i dont,&lt;br /&gt;iam still in the midst of planning&lt;br /&gt;my choices to poly :D. Optometry is set.&lt;br /&gt;dang, my life i believe//&lt;br /&gt;its goin to get better from now ..&lt;br /&gt;yes God ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/ and i noe what iam goin' to say nextwill definitely shock u, but .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iam planning to try appealing to ACJC.&lt;br /&gt;yeap, wish me luck ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;ps : is it just me, best fren ?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-117104268019894509?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/117104268019894509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=117104268019894509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/117104268019894509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/117104268019894509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/02/d-d-d-d-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-117093862664480895</id><published>2007-02-08T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T22:05:37.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>iam crying ... and i hate it.&lt;br /&gt;crying is a form of weakness.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so weak and numb all of a sudden.&lt;br /&gt;but its a different kind of weakness and numbness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i broke down wen i saw fiona's private msg.&lt;br /&gt;i cried further wen i saw siewchen's sub nick.&lt;br /&gt;i wiped my tears away wen i heard wonderwall's voice.&lt;br /&gt;read tru those encouraging msgs from them again and again.&lt;br /&gt;and i clasped my hand wen i picked up junguo's&lt;br /&gt;you-noe-you-can-do-it-call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wen the line went dead /&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ... uttered a silent prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gees. even mrs suneeth called.&lt;br /&gt;ah ... a teacher like her. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its goin to mean so so so much to me.&lt;br /&gt;only He knows how much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-117093862664480895?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/117093862664480895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=117093862664480895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/117093862664480895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/117093862664480895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/02/iam-crying.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-117091911863445076</id><published>2007-02-08T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T16:03:20.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i woke up to find him at one end&lt;br /&gt;of the bed, and me .. at the other end.&lt;br /&gt;so weird, i thought to myself.&lt;br /&gt;i had a vague memory of us cuddling&lt;br /&gt;together the previous night.&lt;br /&gt;so i rolled over to him and tapped his nose.&lt;br /&gt;he woke up - looked at me and then&lt;br /&gt;scrutinized his eyes .. i gave him a puzzling look&lt;br /&gt;and asked ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;em&gt;do i look ugly in the morning&lt;/em&gt; ? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he said,&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;em&gt;never did. never did remember seeing&lt;br /&gt;an ugly side of you&lt;/em&gt;. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i still feel ugly now.&lt;br /&gt;cos iam down with sore eyes :(.&lt;br /&gt;actually .. it was a last-week-thing.&lt;br /&gt;but they never got better. z.&lt;br /&gt;nowadays ,i realised that the whole&lt;br /&gt;family talks to me without lookg at&lt;br /&gt;me in the eye. cowards ... haha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but daddy kissed my forhead just now.&lt;br /&gt;(: he was asking me about my results.&lt;br /&gt;* dang dang dang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual, i told him.&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;em&gt;dont pin too much hope on me lar,&lt;br /&gt;i already have a sister whos goin'&lt;br /&gt;to be a teacher .. u cant expect&lt;br /&gt;both of ur daughters to go up to&lt;br /&gt;universities right .. God is fair&lt;/em&gt; ! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dono,&lt;br /&gt;iam afraid of disappointing them&lt;br /&gt;but\ at the same time,&lt;br /&gt;doesnt it happen all the time sara.&lt;br /&gt;all the time. tsk tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;my darling fiona will be with us tomro.&lt;br /&gt;mr. zhang wonderwall will aso be with me.&lt;br /&gt;xiangwei jac jackson yuting st darrell&lt;br /&gt;made a pact with me to call them&lt;br /&gt;and tell them my results regardless&lt;br /&gt;of the outcome. they have been really&lt;br /&gt;sweeeet, texting me and counting down&lt;br /&gt;with me the days till ..... tomro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but idoubt il call them.&lt;br /&gt;i don even think il have the mood to.&lt;br /&gt;il leave it to fiona to tell them i guess.&lt;br /&gt;actually, sad to say - even after fretting&lt;br /&gt;over my results for the past few months ..&lt;br /&gt;iam still not prepared for the worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dono man.&lt;br /&gt;i cant imagine looking at my&lt;br /&gt;certificate with Ds on it.&lt;br /&gt;especially for my relevant subjects.&lt;br /&gt;seriously ... who can ? and my dear frens,&lt;br /&gt;i noe u guys will surely say " u can want lar "&lt;br /&gt;but .. much as i want to believe it ..&lt;br /&gt;i know myself, how badly i screwed&lt;br /&gt;mmaths paper 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u noe i can barely picture the scenario&lt;br /&gt;in which iam reallly happy with my results.&lt;br /&gt;i rly cant imagine myself jumping for joy,&lt;br /&gt;congratulating myself gleefully.&lt;br /&gt;talking nonsensical things deliriously.&lt;br /&gt;like in a state of euphoria. yeah man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet on the other hand,&lt;br /&gt;i can picture myself, so vividly ..&lt;br /&gt;holding that piece of paper in my&lt;br /&gt;trembling hands, slowly tearing the sides&lt;br /&gt;and opening it up with a tear sliding&lt;br /&gt;down my cheek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah na beh/&lt;br /&gt;iam behaving like an emofuck again.&lt;br /&gt;haha !&lt;br /&gt;xxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stil,&lt;br /&gt;looking on the brighter side ..&lt;br /&gt;tomro will be the last grand reunion&lt;br /&gt;for bhss 4e/5ns 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tanks to each and everyone of u&lt;br /&gt;who took the trouble to count&lt;br /&gt;my r5 again n again n again with me.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Faith is ; the confident assurance that&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;something we want is going to happen. It is&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;the certainty that what we hope for&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;is waiting for us even thou we still cannot &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;see it ahead of us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks thanks thanks for all the well wishes loveys (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;God, pleaseee.&lt;br /&gt;u noe what i wish forrr.&lt;br /&gt;saraaaa pls have &lt;u&gt;faithhh (:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i miss branda awfully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;come bak sooon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-117091911863445076?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/117091911863445076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=117091911863445076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/117091911863445076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/117091911863445076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-woke-up-to-find-him-at-one-end-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-117059398632511609</id><published>2007-02-04T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T21:24:43.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2006's at its best * (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/funnny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when mdm you deicided to transfer me&lt;br /&gt;over to band A from band B.&lt;br /&gt;i was over the moon.&lt;br /&gt;not bcos i was in the supposedly best class.&lt;br /&gt;but bcos branda serene xw alicia were all&lt;br /&gt;in that class. and the band i used to be in,&lt;br /&gt;which is band b1 , i didn really like it -&lt;br /&gt;i mean. no one from my clique came from&lt;br /&gt;Band B1. most were from band B2.&lt;br /&gt;plus,XXOOOOxx used to be in the same&lt;br /&gt;band as me .u noe, that topaz long hair girl&lt;br /&gt;w braces from 4e1. the one ive nv liked or try&lt;br /&gt;to appreciate before. ahahaha !&lt;br /&gt;nothing personal, i just don feel comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oops, over share? ;D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes,&lt;br /&gt;mdm you never liked putting me and brens tgt.&lt;br /&gt;she said we'd probably forget her presence and&lt;br /&gt;start our nonsense agn and ..&lt;br /&gt;she cud never be more right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during her lessons,&lt;br /&gt;me n brens wud be yakkering loudly.&lt;br /&gt;much to everyone's discomfort.&lt;br /&gt;u see the other pupils shiftin'&lt;br /&gt;uncomfortably in their seats,&lt;br /&gt;once in awhile lookin' over to us /&lt;br /&gt;smiling meekly ..&lt;br /&gt;hoping that we wud be considerate enough&lt;br /&gt;to yes - shut the F up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we never did. we wud talk,&lt;br /&gt;and engage more people&lt;br /&gt;into our conversation.&lt;br /&gt;and then do silly things - like collecting handphones&lt;br /&gt;and secretly putting them on the visualiser&lt;br /&gt;for everyone to see. ( see above pic )&lt;br /&gt;we'd drive mdm you crazy and she wud&lt;br /&gt;always shout at us in that ugly high pitch voice&lt;br /&gt;which wud slowly but surely turn into a murderous falsetto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;strong&gt;SHUHUA ! CHU QU ! GEI WO CHU QU !!!&lt;/strong&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;( shuhua ! get out ! get out ! )&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt; xin bu xin wo ba ni diao hui band B&lt;/strong&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;( or il transfer you back to band b ! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to which il slowly "slide" down onto&lt;br /&gt;my seat ever so innocently ( giggling ),&lt;br /&gt;and say sory to her with that&lt;br /&gt;i-swear-i-didn-mean-it-look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still remember vividly,&lt;br /&gt;where theres one occasion ..&lt;br /&gt;she got so pissed off with me and&lt;br /&gt;brens that she seperated us.&lt;br /&gt;but u noe, even death wont do me&lt;br /&gt;and branda part, so we ended up&lt;br /&gt;shouting to each other across the&lt;br /&gt;table each time we had something&lt;br /&gt;interesting or funny to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mdm you got so mad she sent me out of the class.&lt;br /&gt;( yes its always me, cos brens noe wen to shut up&lt;br /&gt;just wen mdmyou's about to blow her top. haha ! )&lt;br /&gt;and after the end of the lesson,&lt;br /&gt;i apologized to her and hugged her.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha ! shes a darling larrr.&lt;br /&gt;no difference from a mother.&lt;br /&gt;i love her all the same. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/iiiiiiiiii.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously dont remember when was&lt;br /&gt;this taken .. perhaps my sec 2 days.wen&lt;br /&gt;i was 14 years old, sooo young !!&lt;br /&gt;my good ol 2e4. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/ffasfdfa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! (:2330483232484876 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;see, weve all grown so much.&lt;br /&gt;the stupid " ok-sorry-so-i-backstab-you "confrontations.&lt;br /&gt;hahha ! the times we laughed and cried tgt.&lt;br /&gt;ah, the warmthness of compainionship (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then look how much weve drifted apart now.&lt;br /&gt;all the empty promises of meetin' up&lt;br /&gt;and never forsaking one another. z !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but u guys still mean alot to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxxOoOoxxxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 341px; HEIGHT: 257px" height="273" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Image944.jpg" width="371" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/candiiid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3e2's trip to i-dont-know-where.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. me xw and tans were living in our own world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/lalal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/weplay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing changes - ever after 10 years ok ?. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 636px; HEIGHT: 217px" height="232" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/floewr612.jpg" width="670" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeee !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dug all this fotos out from myonline foto album. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh,&lt;br /&gt;sara's 17 years old now.&lt;br /&gt;big big ger, about to step foot&lt;br /&gt;onto the grotesque world out there -&lt;br /&gt;where people are always busy working ..&lt;br /&gt;not really knowing their purpose&lt;br /&gt;in life. so sad right ? but il make the&lt;br /&gt;best out of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my teenage years had/have been awesome.&lt;br /&gt;and i want to grow old gracefully w mr. zhang&lt;br /&gt;and everybody i lovelovelove ;D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/&lt;br /&gt;talked to brens on the fone til&lt;br /&gt;like4am last night,&lt;br /&gt;shes over at msia now ..&lt;br /&gt;and will only be back on wednesday :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loh, my best fren. always always my best fren.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, went CNY shopping today.&lt;br /&gt;bought clothes and all with almost the whole&lt;br /&gt;darling&lt;strong&gt; lims'&lt;/strong&gt; family. grandma.. aunties, mum and sis.&lt;br /&gt;so niceee ! (: i love gatherings like this.&lt;br /&gt;burnt about $200 on 2 dresses.&lt;br /&gt;wo hen xi huannnn (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighttttt,&lt;br /&gt;iam gon watch superstar-cum-sg n thai match !&lt;br /&gt;takecare allll ;D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-117059398632511609?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/117059398632511609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=117059398632511609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/117059398632511609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/117059398632511609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/02/2006s-at-its-best-when-mdm-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-117040375138557115</id><published>2007-02-02T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T16:30:29.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>" &lt;strong&gt;from the warmth of first acquaintanceship&lt;br /&gt;to the fondness of later frenship to&lt;br /&gt;the exuberant love of exciting companionship&lt;br /&gt;to the profound commitment of a soulmateship&lt;/strong&gt;. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the oh-so fine 4-stage gradation of emotional attachment.&lt;br /&gt;so true huh. (:&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, look what ive got here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the key to hapiness is to take pleasure&lt;br /&gt;in what you do have.&lt;br /&gt;actually, when you look at in on a biological level,&lt;br /&gt;hapiness is just like any drug :&lt;br /&gt;its a cascade of chemicals in ur' brain&lt;br /&gt;that stimulates certain areas and causes&lt;br /&gt;an overall change in ur physiology for&lt;br /&gt;a brief amount of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes hapiness so unique is that&lt;br /&gt;evolution has taught us to go all outj&lt;br /&gt;ust to get this feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so indeed,&lt;br /&gt;we can safely conlude that hapiness is&lt;br /&gt;the drug everyone's tried and everyone's&lt;br /&gt;hooked on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean .. put it this way.&lt;br /&gt;who does not want to seek for hapiness ?.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: i found tis post from one of my past entries,&lt;br /&gt;was amazed with what i wrote, haha. so ive decided&lt;br /&gt;to post it up again :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxOoooOoOOOOOooooxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah,&lt;br /&gt;days have been great.&lt;br /&gt;iam currently reading this book -&lt;br /&gt;Unhurried thoughts at my funeral&lt;br /&gt;by Catherine Lim.&lt;br /&gt;shes more than just an amazing writer.&lt;br /&gt;i love how she'd create melodramatic&lt;br /&gt;scenes out of everyday happenings&lt;br /&gt;which are so ordinary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i even missed a bus stop while&lt;br /&gt;reading this book okay, haha.&lt;br /&gt;not exactly a thriller or an action-packed book.&lt;br /&gt;but ... hm, how should i put it.&lt;br /&gt;its the simplicity of wats happening in a&lt;br /&gt;complicated world that catches my attention lar ;D.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caught prisonbreak last night.&lt;br /&gt;as usual, i was sittin' at the&lt;br /&gt;edge of my seat for 2 whole hours,&lt;br /&gt;squealing and squirming.&lt;br /&gt;praying that they wouldn get caught.&lt;br /&gt;and wen tea bag's hand got hacked,&lt;br /&gt;i was practically rolling on the floor&lt;br /&gt;yelping in pain wen it doesnt&lt;br /&gt;even have anything to do with me.&lt;br /&gt;(==.) such are the elements of a&lt;br /&gt;true blue thriller. ahaa !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for the next season&lt;br /&gt;wen baby miller's dress sense&lt;br /&gt;becomes impeccable. i saw the preview&lt;br /&gt;of the show in which he is wearing&lt;br /&gt;tis formal suit while holding a gun ..&lt;br /&gt;totally - a HOT bad boy who noes how&lt;br /&gt;to behave. * salivates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah. and did u hear what that black&lt;br /&gt;woman said last night in prison break !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sara has a thing for scofielddddd&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesyesyes, so true so true so true.&lt;br /&gt;! baby miller , i donot care if&lt;br /&gt;uare gay ! (: uare still ranked as one&lt;br /&gt;of those top guys i dream t shag. rar !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;botak angmohs are ......&lt;br /&gt;the epitome of hotness.&lt;br /&gt;goodness. (**.)&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a couple of days ago,&lt;br /&gt;i was chilling out with fiona after practice at ac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i asked her,&lt;br /&gt;so whats your plan tonight ?&lt;br /&gt;she replied,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;YOU :D.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. so sweeeeet right,&lt;br /&gt;so we chatted till like 9 plus .. and&lt;br /&gt;she had to go meet her bro for supper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u asked me if theres anyone&lt;br /&gt;whom i have full respect for,&lt;br /&gt;its gotta be her.&lt;br /&gt;i wudn even flinched at that question,&lt;br /&gt;she taught me so many things.&lt;br /&gt;so many valuable things/lessons which&lt;br /&gt;i noe iam bound to carry with me thru life. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes,&lt;br /&gt;Olivier caught me peckin'on fiona's cheek&lt;br /&gt;during practice and for the rest of the day,&lt;br /&gt;he looked so so so traumatized.&lt;br /&gt;Oh Olivier, you just have to learn how to&lt;br /&gt;get used to these. wakaka ;D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now that ive learnt from mydear xw&lt;br /&gt;that 9th of feb willbe the release of our Os&lt;br /&gt;results.next wednesday shall be my&lt;br /&gt;last practice at ac orchestra !&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh, dont wana talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don understand why a said-to-be optimistic&lt;br /&gt;person like me could become so pessimistic&lt;br /&gt;wen it comes to stuffs like this,&lt;br /&gt;i don even remember lookin'&lt;br /&gt;on the brighter side of life man.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i did ... once in a blue moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;z. but i shall i shall i shall,&lt;br /&gt;dont wory. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just got off the fone with wonderwall.&lt;br /&gt;hes dumb, hahha. hes dumb lar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, so random.&lt;br /&gt;iam offff ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;takecare goodies.&lt;br /&gt;/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx actually noes wat a wombat is.&lt;br /&gt;hm, amazing indeed ;D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-117040375138557115?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/117040375138557115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=117040375138557115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/117040375138557115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/117040375138557115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/02/from-warmth-of-first-acquaintanceship.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-117017919093740188</id><published>2007-01-31T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T02:05:36.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:D/ hokay !&lt;br /&gt;ive decided to blog.&lt;br /&gt;so if my stupid computer decides&lt;br /&gt;to practice bitchcraft on me again.&lt;br /&gt;ul probably not see this entry.&lt;br /&gt;z. iam ultra irritated by my comp !&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, ineed to share something&lt;br /&gt;really interesting w yaul!&lt;br /&gt;my 11 year old cousin was chattin&lt;br /&gt;with tis girl who claims to be somone&lt;br /&gt;who has a really huge crush&lt;br /&gt;on him the other time on msn...&lt;br /&gt;and guess wat i saw ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( i didn copy n paste it so pardon&lt;br /&gt;me cos i donot excel in ah lian language :D. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;doo euu knnoe it hUrtxx says :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii reallieee llurrbbs euu de nehxx ..de3 otharr time,&lt;br /&gt;euu ssaid euuu lykeegurlls wibb shawtttt hairr ndd thenn ii&lt;br /&gt;went tuUhx cutt itt shawwwtt fe3rR uuuiee.ishhhit niccce???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aKonvicted :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don even understand a fuck uare talkin' about.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;need i say, like biao jie like biao di !&lt;br /&gt;so cute rightttt. ha.&lt;br /&gt;i squeezed his shoulders and gave&lt;br /&gt;him the thumbs up sign after that and&lt;br /&gt;he giggled cheekily to me while showing&lt;br /&gt;me the shhhhh sign tgt with the&lt;br /&gt;rock on sign. awwww !&lt;br /&gt;so cute, so charming, even jiejie&lt;br /&gt;is in love with u. hahha.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aight, so back to my day.&lt;br /&gt;:) i went out with ladyzhen today.&lt;br /&gt;eh, ladyzhen sounds so corny.&lt;br /&gt;haha. okok, leesiewzhen ! (:&lt;br /&gt;aiya, wats wat that i can say.&lt;br /&gt;shes a darling, shes a darling.&lt;br /&gt;shes really a darling. (:&lt;br /&gt;even though she made me wait for like&lt;br /&gt;close to an hour ( first time in history)&lt;br /&gt;she gave me roses as a form of&lt;br /&gt;apologyyyyyy OK. aw. aw. aw.&lt;br /&gt;she gave me 3 of them and told&lt;br /&gt;me that all 3 add up to the words -&lt;br /&gt;i love you. ahhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iam a total sucker for roses n zhen lar !&lt;br /&gt;:D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, while i was waitin' for siewzhen's&lt;br /&gt;arrival. i actually went to tis bookstall&lt;br /&gt;over at novenasq and browsed thru all the&lt;br /&gt;books which caught my eye.i learnt so many&lt;br /&gt;things just from that mere 1 hour of reading.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh .. how interesting man.&lt;br /&gt;really gon hit that place again sommday !&lt;br /&gt;and i saw soooo many peeps there. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;it was like a very simple meeting w zhen.&lt;br /&gt;a simple lunch, simple get together&lt;br /&gt;and stuffs like that. but i loved it.&lt;br /&gt;we talked non stop. thats what i like&lt;br /&gt;about her, u feel so loveddd around her.&lt;br /&gt;yes siewzhen ? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/30-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zhen had ta go off after that :(&lt;br /&gt;so we went ta surprise surprise&lt;br /&gt;brens with a visit for i intend&lt;br /&gt;to acc brens for dinner to day&lt;br /&gt;after her work ends. haha. and&lt;br /&gt;her 2 myanmar frens are soooo&lt;br /&gt;ultra cute.&lt;br /&gt;:D. but brens is cuter, wakaka !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive nothing much to say ......&lt;br /&gt;i guess brens noes why.&lt;br /&gt;sigh :(.&lt;br /&gt;stupid sara.&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;digressing,&lt;br /&gt;iam goin over to ac tomro !&lt;br /&gt;one of my last few times there already.&lt;br /&gt;:( how depressing. oh, and talkin'&lt;br /&gt;about tis. iam reminded of my&lt;br /&gt;Os results again. mr wum actually&lt;br /&gt;said its goin' to be released&lt;br /&gt;on the 2nd of feb. arg.&lt;br /&gt;2 days from now !&lt;br /&gt;tis is crazzzzyyyyyyyy /&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had another nightmare the other time -&lt;br /&gt;that i actually scored 11/30 for my pp1 english.&lt;br /&gt;gosh gosh gosh.&lt;br /&gt;arh, i shud stop bein' so anal&lt;br /&gt;about the whole thing already laaaa.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which reminds me,&lt;br /&gt;i had an emotional meeting with&lt;br /&gt;my darling commitee the other time&lt;br /&gt;at CO. haha.. most of us were&lt;br /&gt;reduced to tears after trashing&lt;br /&gt;things out. ahhhhh ..in a way,&lt;br /&gt;i do feel a senseof achievement ...&lt;br /&gt;esp. after i seeing msn nicks with&lt;br /&gt;" CO ROCKS ! " on it. ahaa ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my good ol' Chinese Orchestra.&lt;br /&gt;do us all proud ok ?(:&lt;br /&gt;/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to brens my love.&lt;br /&gt;i was close to tears wen&lt;br /&gt;u lied on my shoulder afew&lt;br /&gt;hours ago too if u werent aware.&lt;br /&gt;sigh, iam sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN, did that just sound like&lt;br /&gt;a couple who were recovering from&lt;br /&gt;the aftermath of a quarrel ?&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and before i forget,&lt;br /&gt;me n brens walked the whole&lt;br /&gt;of orchard with a deeeep blue thick line&lt;br /&gt;drawn across slightly lower than where&lt;br /&gt;our eyebags wud be. haha,&lt;br /&gt;we drew for each other while&lt;br /&gt;playin' with make up samples&lt;br /&gt;at anna sui's. so hilarious ..&lt;br /&gt;will post the pics up sommday !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 2.05 am now ! (:&lt;br /&gt;night is still young,&lt;br /&gt;so iam off to keep myself&lt;br /&gt;busy with the lil things ima do now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;takecare allll.&lt;br /&gt;stay happy @ happy ! :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w hugs n kisses ;&lt;br /&gt;limsara X (:&lt;br /&gt;oOoooOOoooOOOOo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss wonderwall zhang ! :D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-117017919093740188?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/117017919093740188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=117017919093740188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/117017919093740188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/117017919093740188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/01/d-hokay-ive-decided-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-116990870553032799</id><published>2007-01-27T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T23:30:51.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;random; rose's wiltered; so am i. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;hey babe.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;princessss' / sara* X barista ; ur body's stayin' vicious. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YO YO YO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;random; rose's wiltered; so am i. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(((((((((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;random; rose's wiltered; so am i. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your mom is pretty.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;princessss' / sara* X barista ; ur body's stayin' vicious. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;hahaha. she is ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;princessss' / sara* X barista ; ur body's stayin' vicious. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLLL. THANKS MAN !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes iam flaunting.&lt;br /&gt;its not the first time&lt;br /&gt;sommone said that .. plus.&lt;br /&gt;my mom &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; beautiful (:&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i met siewchen and yiwen the rs&lt;br /&gt;in the bus today. tell me,&lt;br /&gt;how unlucky can i get ?. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i was with my mom, went ta meet her&lt;br /&gt;at tpy after ac cos she nided to make somm'&lt;br /&gt;orders for book shelves n stuffs. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;i was all the way, crossin' my fingers, toes&lt;br /&gt;and eyes that i donot meet anyone ..&lt;br /&gt;cos i was so shaggggg. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i mean after practice at ac and&lt;br /&gt;playin' outdoor activites w all o' them.&lt;br /&gt;my hair was in a mess and i didn&lt;br /&gt;look the least presentable at all.&lt;br /&gt;but its ok larh. siewchen loves&lt;br /&gt;me even if i were to look like cinderella's&lt;br /&gt;stepsister. (: just like shernwhey.&lt;br /&gt;hor siewchen ? :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i asked siewchen to guess wat i had for&lt;br /&gt;dinner and wen she said she nided somm&lt;br /&gt;clues, i said .. " it cheeps "&lt;br /&gt;she immediately guessed it was&lt;br /&gt;chicken rice ... how smart (:&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was practicing bitchcraft w&lt;br /&gt;victoria over on the fone just now.&lt;br /&gt;haha, girls / u get wadda mean.&lt;br /&gt;n i actually felt bad about it.&lt;br /&gt;damn, no idea wats happenin' to me -&lt;br /&gt;ahhh. its goood n bad in a way.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah (: no comments for now.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yups. as usual.&lt;br /&gt;ac was heartwarming.=)&lt;br /&gt;i missed everyone there cos i&lt;br /&gt;skipped 2 practices.&lt;br /&gt;( birthday celebrations and stuffs)&lt;br /&gt;jackson had C-cab meetin' so&lt;br /&gt;both the heads were like mia-ingt&lt;br /&gt;he whole day, only saw them at the&lt;br /&gt;end of the day. and huang di's&lt;br /&gt;so thoughtful. sighs /&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so wen jackson saw me, he went.&lt;br /&gt;"hey girl ! eh xOOX is here, better be careful ah"&lt;br /&gt;(: thoughtful, nice, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;i didn get to see fiona for 2 weeks alr.&lt;br /&gt;the angel msged me after prac. to check&lt;br /&gt;if i was ok .. as usual,&lt;br /&gt;she read thru' me like a book. oh fiona.&lt;br /&gt;ive ur name carved in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/dxs.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yes, the emo temo group. ahaha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0182.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;check out st's fone !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0179.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ta ai wo men ! hahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0180.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hualalala, xia yu liao !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0195.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yes, xiangwei's amongst the crowd now, cheerin' for sg&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaha !&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i had an issue with one girl there.&lt;br /&gt;hm .. its &lt;strong&gt;her&lt;/strong&gt;, not me. (:&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so wen practice ended,&lt;br /&gt;waited for the usuals and&lt;br /&gt;trotted down the street with quick&lt;br /&gt;steps, it was rainin' heavily and&lt;br /&gt;weird to say, everyone was pretty&lt;br /&gt;much havin' fun entertaining one another.&lt;br /&gt;hahaa. trained home with jacinda xiangwei&lt;br /&gt;and frens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aw, limlim is happy.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ive decided to come up with&lt;br /&gt;a resolution. (: ahhh. il come&lt;br /&gt;up with random ones thruout the year.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, tis time.&lt;br /&gt;ive promised myself not to find&lt;br /&gt;a stable job yet .. at least, not anytime near.&lt;br /&gt;( except piano teacher - part time) (:&lt;br /&gt;i guess i wud only look for ..&lt;br /&gt;part time ones ... ya 'noe, maybe those&lt;br /&gt;that allows me to work for like 3-4 times&lt;br /&gt;a week only. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos i figured that iwud proby spent&lt;br /&gt;the nx 1/2 ofmylife workin' my ass off&lt;br /&gt;like all the other adults. so yea,&lt;br /&gt;don wana waste an integral part of&lt;br /&gt;my youth to workkkkk just yet.&lt;br /&gt;(: (:&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyway,i noe which fone i wana get alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0206-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;freakin' beautiful i noe.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0225-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nothing more classier than samsung e500 GOLD.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favourite colour lehhh ! :D.&lt;br /&gt;hen piao liang hen piao liang.&lt;br /&gt;tai piao liang lerr !&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;random pics&lt;/span&gt;.( all from my fone, not camera :)&lt;br /&gt;coutrtesy of jg* :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/20-01-07_1742.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yes. airen :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0081-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;drummer and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture00491.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hahahahaa. iam jay chou !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0125-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my niceeee cake godpapa got for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0132-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mom holdin' my hand to cut the cake :D.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;n il end off with tis pic !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 377px; HEIGHT: 215px" height="480" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/DSC00060.jpg" width="486" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my wonder wall got me these cakes&lt;br /&gt;from zeh coffee connection just to set&lt;br /&gt;the atmosphere right for my bdae&lt;br /&gt;and ofcos ..make me cry n cry n cry.&lt;br /&gt;hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i heard yaul say that in unison ...&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;strong&gt;SO SWEEEEEEET&lt;/strong&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;i love u zhang :D.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-116990870553032799?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/116990870553032799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=116990870553032799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/116990870553032799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/116990870553032799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/01/random-roses-wiltered-so-am-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-116974719420245540</id><published>2007-01-26T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T01:59:02.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahh, feels so comfortable&lt;br /&gt;wen u get to blog at home !&lt;br /&gt;my computer's showin no signs&lt;br /&gt;of attitude problem.&lt;br /&gt;ok,i shall not say anymr lest it gets&lt;br /&gt;sensitive again. and guess wat.&lt;br /&gt;siewchen thinks its bcos of her that&lt;br /&gt;my comp's doin so well. she claims&lt;br /&gt;her mental power is wats keepin' my&lt;br /&gt;comp going. z !&lt;br /&gt;alright siewchen, if it makes u&lt;br /&gt;happy sayin that. haha,&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for tuesday huh ..&lt;br /&gt;zhen shi qi si wo ler !&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my nose's havin' its menses now.&lt;br /&gt;it keeps bleeding and iono why either.&lt;br /&gt;must be my pre menstrual symptoms.&lt;br /&gt;no wonder iam feelin' so grouchy&lt;br /&gt;nowadays. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woh, seriously feels good to be able&lt;br /&gt;to blog about random stuffs ! :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think my vision's worsening.&lt;br /&gt;i see doubles most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;say like 2 days ago while i was at sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;all the girls i saw there&lt;br /&gt;have 4 boobs, all 4 hangin side by side.&lt;br /&gt;:(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and xiangwei called me early in the morn'today.&lt;br /&gt;it was a personal attack.( details aside )&lt;br /&gt;i was woken up by my fone's vibration&lt;br /&gt;which sounded exactly like a fart.&lt;br /&gt;got me rather irritated ..&lt;br /&gt;but things turned out to be goood.&lt;br /&gt;haha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slept at 5am last night.&lt;br /&gt;was being entertained all the way&lt;br /&gt;so i didn mind a single bit.&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 330 pm today&lt;br /&gt;with calls and msgs interruptions&lt;br /&gt;inbetween. iam still gettin' bday&lt;br /&gt;greetings up till now.&lt;br /&gt;quite a turnoff actually.&lt;br /&gt;it makes me upset knowing&lt;br /&gt;that my frens cant remember my exact&lt;br /&gt;birth date. but its ok - distant frens afterall ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finished the lil something i made&lt;br /&gt;for my friends over at ac tis afternn.&lt;br /&gt;didn see the point of goin' out cos&lt;br /&gt;it wasn early anymore. and iam proud&lt;br /&gt;of myself wen i saw the end products.(:&lt;br /&gt;still have a few more to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i miss brens.&lt;br /&gt;was suppose to meet her today ...&lt;br /&gt;shes so cute. she told me she&lt;br /&gt;nearly cried wen she cudn contact&lt;br /&gt;me the other time i was mia-ing.&lt;br /&gt;( the time wen i was out 2 days&lt;br /&gt;without my fone ) yeahhh.&lt;br /&gt;oh branda. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my nails are peeling. boooo.&lt;br /&gt;and i heard wentworth miller's gay.&lt;br /&gt;WATTHAFUCK. i just watched prison break&lt;br /&gt;and he is just soooo hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i cud choose to shag 5 guys.&lt;br /&gt;itd be shernwhey,&lt;br /&gt;ashton kutcher, (BE MINE PLEASE.)&lt;br /&gt;david beckham and of cos wentworth miller.&lt;br /&gt;i don mind cristiano ronaldo too.&lt;br /&gt;ahhh ... how about you ? :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, n i saw all the courses which various polytechnics&lt;br /&gt;offers n i found myself diggin' deeper n deeper into&lt;br /&gt;- are u ready for tis-&lt;br /&gt;Optometry. i see great future in it. L1r4 9 points. ha !&lt;br /&gt;xw toldme about psychology and com. services,&lt;br /&gt;caught my eye tooo ! (: and i realised that in psychology&lt;br /&gt;or psychiatry .. it is ( most of the time )&lt;br /&gt;the patient who does the job ...&lt;br /&gt;if u get wadda mean. but i dont mind ! (:&lt;br /&gt;and then ...mass com and early childhood.&lt;br /&gt;ahhh, watever it is,&lt;br /&gt;i just wish i can at least get into a decent poly. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, to tell u a lil stupid secret.&lt;br /&gt;ive always dreamt to be a lawyer.&lt;br /&gt;( still dreaming la actually )&lt;br /&gt;i wana be a defence lawyer or&lt;br /&gt;a human rights lawyer ! a top one (:&lt;br /&gt;becos i wan the bad to go to jail and&lt;br /&gt;the accused to be set free.&lt;br /&gt;i wana have the power to manipulate thinkings&lt;br /&gt;and i wana show everybody the power of words.&lt;br /&gt;most importantly, i want world peace.&lt;br /&gt;yes, i wish to change the world some day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres a line in tis song which says.&lt;br /&gt;" a lil love will get us thru. "&lt;br /&gt;yeahman, all we ever need is a lil more love,&lt;br /&gt;and love isnt all about sex.&lt;br /&gt;it seriously depressin' to read articles&lt;br /&gt;that says how people are abusing sex.&lt;br /&gt;ahh, don make me go on .. il nv stop. haha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK !&lt;br /&gt;iam digressing so much.(:&lt;br /&gt;iam gon stop here !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;takecare peopleeee (''v'')&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-116974719420245540?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/116974719420245540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=116974719420245540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/116974719420245540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/116974719420245540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/01/ahh-feels-so-comfortable-wen-u-get-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-116963442899832405</id><published>2007-01-24T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T22:35:15.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;23rd&lt;/span&gt; january 2007.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;em&gt;cats&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;walk down the aile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say hello to the 17 years ol&lt;br /&gt;big and mighty limsara/shuhua.(: (: (:&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was phenomenal.extravagant,&lt;br /&gt;special. perfect. one of a kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to shernwhey the kuku.&lt;br /&gt;why do you always have to make me cry.&lt;br /&gt;you dont even spare me wen its my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;neh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so iam using notepad to blog now ..&lt;br /&gt;my computer goes crazy each time&lt;br /&gt;i gain access to the internet.&lt;br /&gt;it switches off on its own.&lt;br /&gt;haha ..so now, iwill have to blog,&lt;br /&gt;and then quickly copy n paste to&lt;br /&gt;my blogger before my computer&lt;br /&gt;shuts down. such an irritating computer.&lt;br /&gt;but its exciting lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: mm. i have tis urge to blog down&lt;br /&gt;everysingledetail of how i celebrated my birthday&lt;br /&gt;yesterday- and its goin to be really long.&lt;br /&gt;soooo for once,&lt;br /&gt;iam not gon let laziness overtake me. yeah !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i headed down to sentosa yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 6.42am. for no apparent reasons.&lt;br /&gt;ithink its partly bcos iam excited and retarted.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, after not meetin shern for so long ..&lt;br /&gt;( bcos that guy have so many other commitments.)&lt;br /&gt;it makes me smile just thinkin that iam able&lt;br /&gt;ta meet him on tis special dayy :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sentosa was .... filled with lots of bikini clad babes.&lt;br /&gt;but twas really relaxing and alll.&lt;br /&gt;for once, ididn even think about my O level results.&lt;br /&gt;shernwhey knows just how to align my thoughts you see.&lt;br /&gt;all i had was fun and more fun.&lt;br /&gt;plus i didn bring out my fone, i left it atop my piano.&lt;br /&gt;no distractions .. no disturbance.&lt;br /&gt;it just felt like me/him agnst the world. (:&lt;br /&gt;( &lt;em&gt;my sincerepologies to those who had trouble reachin' me&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;(: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunched at vivo city. had sotong char cravings.&lt;br /&gt;so we bought this bigbig sotong char plate with 10 limes.&lt;br /&gt;( bcos ive always loved sotong char with extra limedroplets)&lt;br /&gt;and shernwhey told me not to eat so much.&lt;br /&gt;i was wondering why, but he simply said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;em&gt;don bombard me with countless questions lehhhh&lt;/em&gt; "(==.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhhuh, fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw bee ting, limlin, junjie etc etc. (: (:&lt;br /&gt;and limlin gave me a packet of candy empire's chocolate&lt;br /&gt;( &lt;em&gt;after&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;knowin' it was my bdae, to which iam eatin now&lt;/em&gt; ) (:&lt;br /&gt;shernwhey warned me again not to eat so much.&lt;br /&gt;i was hardly even listening.&lt;br /&gt;we were both busy developing our pictures&lt;br /&gt;out at the kodak kiosk.&lt;br /&gt;they are beautiful, really are.&lt;br /&gt;iam puttin'one extra special one in my wallet. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bythetime we finished doing tis n that,&lt;br /&gt;it was alr 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;shernwhey told me to follow him to harbourfront's tower 2,&lt;br /&gt;each time rejectin' me wen i asked wherewe were headin to.&lt;br /&gt;it was only after the security guard said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" oh cable car ahhh ! that wayyyyyy "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i noe where we were goin.&lt;br /&gt;but shernwhey said that wasn the highlight.&lt;br /&gt;i was plagued with many uncertainties.&lt;br /&gt;but still, the cable car ride was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;i took 3094204923042 pictures and screamed&lt;br /&gt;each time the cable car tilted a lil to the left or right.&lt;br /&gt;we reached mt faber in like 10 mins time,&lt;br /&gt;and i asked shernwhey for the 7th time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" can u please tell me where we are headin to ? "&lt;br /&gt;he lifted up his hand with a receipt that says - sky dining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(so now i noe why i wasn allowed to gorge myself with food. )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i looked at him with my mouth slightly agap and looked away.&lt;br /&gt;yes, i do hear about sky dining once inawhile.&lt;br /&gt;the wonderful adventure of couples dining in a cable car&lt;br /&gt;decorated oh so beautifully with their&lt;br /&gt;favourites songs playin'on-the-go.&lt;br /&gt;but twas too much for me,&lt;br /&gt;did i deserve all these from him..&lt;br /&gt;all which was worth a good few hundred bucks ?.&lt;br /&gt;i focused on one point of the skyand told myself not to blink,&lt;br /&gt;yes.tears were wellin' up my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;i was soooo gan donggggg !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wudn be afraid to admit that my hands were&lt;br /&gt;tremblin' went i reached out for the exquisite&lt;br /&gt;fork n spoon while i was in the cable car.&lt;br /&gt;we were havin' tis 3 course dinner in the cable car&lt;br /&gt;while it brings us across sentosa mt faber etc.&lt;br /&gt;and the scenery above was breath takin.&lt;br /&gt;yes it was. wen u look down,&lt;br /&gt;and see the whole landscape bathing&lt;br /&gt;in the warm glow of sun.&lt;br /&gt;u wudn mind dyin' right on the spot.&lt;br /&gt;ok perhaps iam exaggerating,&lt;br /&gt;but that was exactly how i felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cable car was alluring.&lt;br /&gt;definitely classic, like it was meant&lt;br /&gt;for only the richest. n i savoured everymoment in it.&lt;br /&gt;during the 2nd course,i heard shernwhey whispered to the waiter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;em&gt;er... can u present the thing now.?&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i looked at him with that&lt;br /&gt;pls-darling-no-more-surprises-for-tis-is-enough look.&lt;br /&gt;and out came the waiter with a bouquet of flowers&lt;br /&gt;in his hands. he presented to me the flowers w a big smile&lt;br /&gt;on his face and i cried one more time. a bouquet of red roses,&lt;br /&gt;with a white one in the middle. beau-ti-fulll.&lt;br /&gt;iwas sooo touched, yes sooo touched.&lt;br /&gt;i looked at shernwhey and sighed -&lt;br /&gt;bcos right at the point,&lt;br /&gt;i felt i was the luckiest girl on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the trip was spent with me and shern&lt;br /&gt;shoutin' to random rnb songs and screamin nonsensical thing.&lt;br /&gt;everything felt so perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knew there and then who i wana love for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if tis wasn enough, shern gave me &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;paris hilton's justme&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perfume as a birthday gift and his dragon boat shirt complete&lt;br /&gt;with a bear holdin' a bouquet of roses ( &lt;em&gt;which i long wanted&lt;/em&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;ahhh, iam at a loss for words.... (''v'').&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i didn return home only until tis afternn&lt;br /&gt;and i noe i made everybody worried,&lt;br /&gt;espcially my sister.&lt;br /&gt;so to my beloved sister,&lt;br /&gt;bcos i noe ul be readin' tis .. i wana apologize&lt;br /&gt;for raising the tension in u, ure zeh best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hp was flooded with missed calls and countless msgs.&lt;br /&gt;n bcos i didn have the chance to thank anyone&lt;br /&gt;who sent me bdae msgs last night, ima do it right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to : em, huiya, michelle, yanying, xiuwen (''v'') pisai no.1,&lt;br /&gt;mathieu, fionanachennnn ( for the HOT e-card :p), calvinnn,&lt;br /&gt;marcus poh, chew ping, kharkeat, eugene, pascal, andre,&lt;br /&gt;saufi,eunice, shutian the walrus, joanne,&lt;br /&gt;shufinah my darling cousin, wuenyin, ryan, xiangwei (: (: ! ,&lt;br /&gt;jackson :D, yiwen the rockstar, norman, px, yuting,&lt;br /&gt;keith, yipeng, victoria darling, clifton, tannya,&lt;br /&gt;siewchen baobei, wenyuan, melvinder, junguo,&lt;br /&gt;my fellow same mixed blood heritage-r, jinwang,&lt;br /&gt;liting, nijam and god daddddddyyyyyy and god mommyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( &lt;em&gt;and plus those whom ive forgotten&lt;/em&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my familyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;daddy for the money and the expensive earrings&lt;br /&gt;( &lt;em&gt;which i said i wanted just as a passin comment&lt;br /&gt;wen i past by a jewellery shop with him&lt;/em&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;mommy for the cake and money.&lt;br /&gt;and sister - for everysingle thing.&lt;br /&gt;without you alll, i wudn be where iam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to Qiangs,who practically counted down with me.&lt;br /&gt;thanks so much.i cudn have a better 17th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course to you &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;zhangshernwhey, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/untitled23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can never thank you nough' for all &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that you have done. i love you. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;u will always be my wonderwall.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;- sealed with a kiss/&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;pics will be uploaded altogether when&lt;br /&gt;i go down to my mobile lan shop.&lt;br /&gt;neh heh heh !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;takecare everyone (:&lt;br /&gt;lim is super duper mighty power happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-116963442899832405?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/116963442899832405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=116963442899832405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/116963442899832405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/116963442899832405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/01/23rd-january-2007.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-116893399988304395</id><published>2007-01-16T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T17:17:59.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lil' melissa looked at me and squeezed my hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;chei chei, arent chu goin ta lemme try ta brownies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hands frozed halfway to my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;sheepishly, i lowered the brownie,&lt;br /&gt;broke off a section and held it in mel's direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sho.. wat are we goin' ta learn taday.?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i looked at her, stroked her hair and smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;anything that willmake u happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. " i said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she looked at me with those pleadin' eyes,&lt;br /&gt;and i knew instantly wad she wanted ---&lt;br /&gt;another bite off my delicious brownie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lil' kids can be sucha nuisance at times ..&lt;br /&gt;yet most of times, they have the ability&lt;br /&gt;to melt even the hardest crater in our hearts ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so once again, i was caught in a fresh&lt;br /&gt;onslaught of memories. but this time,&lt;br /&gt;it was different. it was causing much hurt.&lt;br /&gt;i closed my eyes and for a brief instant,&lt;br /&gt;gave in to the turmoil in my head.&lt;br /&gt;i could feel my mind giving way as a torrent&lt;br /&gt;of emotions rushed through me.&lt;br /&gt;i rode the surge like a runaway rollar coaster&lt;br /&gt;and opened my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing substantial .... except the depth of&lt;br /&gt;emotional confusion - sharp and cutting as&lt;br /&gt;physical pain. a level so deep it could only be&lt;br /&gt;one of dreams and nightmares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sara&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; " my sis yelled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt that voice came out of nowhere,&lt;br /&gt;an unwelcome ( or welcoming) intrusion&lt;br /&gt;into my brain. to which i realised -&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the 4th time tis week,&lt;br /&gt;i fuckin dreamt that i failed my Olevel math.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my god daddy's comin' over on thursday&lt;br /&gt;to celebrate a very advanced birthday with me.&lt;br /&gt;(: its been really long since i last saw him,&lt;br /&gt;even longer since i last saw god mama.&lt;br /&gt;so iam highly anticipating for thursday to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on friday, it'll be steamboat fiesta&lt;br /&gt;with all my goodies. iam goin' out with qiangs&lt;br /&gt;on saturday and then later meetin' others&lt;br /&gt;after that. all is goood :D. i miss plently,&lt;br /&gt;i guess friday will be a really good get together.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh. lim is happy if not for .........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was a day ive been waitin' for&lt;br /&gt;for the longest of time. it was well worth it.&lt;br /&gt;i bought 4 tops and leggins and&lt;br /&gt;i had an awesome time with brens. (:&lt;br /&gt;we were laughin' like anal thru out the&lt;br /&gt;whole day and it feels awfully good to be&lt;br /&gt;exposed to realll genuine jokes once again.&lt;br /&gt;its an inside story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/sara3-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, bcos seriously, iam tired of exuding&lt;br /&gt;utmost delight and satisfaction&lt;br /&gt;( &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;its all a pretence actually&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ) infront of&lt;br /&gt;xxXxXxX people who tells jokes that are&lt;br /&gt;as cold as turkey, lol ! but idont really mind actually.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thinkin' about it,&lt;br /&gt;my period of time at ac is goin' ta be over soon.&lt;br /&gt;i guess its 90 % confirmed that we are gettin'&lt;br /&gt;back our results on the 5th of february, either that&lt;br /&gt;or 7th .. or 9th. ahh, its just around there.&lt;br /&gt;sigh, ive no idea whether t laugh or cry.&lt;br /&gt;but il definitely miss the awesome time and&lt;br /&gt;the even more more more awesome people there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and while i was at ac on saturday,&lt;br /&gt;i was filled with truckloads of appreciation&lt;br /&gt;and gratefulness for the people who were&lt;br /&gt;there at the stadium, it was good hearin'&lt;br /&gt;them say things which i enjoy listening to,&lt;br /&gt;but ..... nevermind. we will see how things goes.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss grandpa. to be brutally honest,&lt;br /&gt;iam sure that at least once in our life, we would&lt;br /&gt;have assumed that old people lived in a world&lt;br /&gt;of their own. they are often the ones who invents&lt;br /&gt;fantasies and scenarios from lifetimes of joys and&lt;br /&gt;sorrowns and disappointments/ and who would really&lt;br /&gt;noe for sure what was real or what was just a fragment&lt;br /&gt;of worn out imaginations ?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still, we were told to believe them anyway.&lt;br /&gt;they were thought to be the wiseones, wiser than&lt;br /&gt;anyone one who were younger than them at least.&lt;br /&gt;haha ! i always enjoyed listenin' to wat grandpa&lt;br /&gt;had in store for me .. and i really do want to belive&lt;br /&gt;that he is in heaven right now, watchin' over me&lt;br /&gt;so that i can at least pass my maths. ( &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yawns * not again sara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. iam digressing alot.&lt;br /&gt;il post up somm pics so you&lt;br /&gt;wudn die of boredom. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 368px; HEIGHT: 322px" height="360" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/sara2-2.jpg" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over at ac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 421px; HEIGHT: 409px" height="479" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/sara1-2.jpg" width="522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: one big family !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah man, iam offf :D.&lt;br /&gt;till then, take care everyone !&lt;br /&gt;7 days to my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;woohoohooo !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and i miss zhangshernwhey. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;love is love, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;so shut up and kiss me ;D.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/sara33.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ps:&lt;/em&gt; for those who are attendin' the steamboat&lt;br /&gt;fiesta on the 19th, the dresscode for that day is&lt;br /&gt;retro. yes iam not kiddin,&lt;br /&gt;so show me somm lovin' wontcha,&lt;br /&gt;grab your stockings and white big hair bands&lt;br /&gt;and bangles and big arty farty earrings !&lt;br /&gt;retrofied retrofied retrofied. (:&lt;br /&gt;alright, feel free to text me for more info :D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-116893399988304395?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/116893399988304395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=116893399988304395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/116893399988304395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/116893399988304395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/01/lil-melissa-looked-at-me-and-squeezed.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-116849711494194852</id><published>2007-01-11T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T18:56:35.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>as i leaned against the vanity counter,&lt;br /&gt;and inspect my chartreuse fingernails.&lt;br /&gt;my visions blurred - my heart palpitating,&lt;br /&gt;with excitement ? no it couldn be.&lt;br /&gt;a sense of nostalgia tookover me.&lt;br /&gt;i saw mommy carryin' tis innocent blur blockhead&lt;br /&gt;baby - strokin her back/ burpin' her.&lt;br /&gt;it was me i supposed, mom cooed at me,&lt;br /&gt;and daddy clapped his hands to attract my attention.&lt;br /&gt;sis was playin with her choo choot train.&lt;br /&gt;while i .. reciprocated with a loud burp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so maybe it wasn suppose to end like tis,&lt;br /&gt;my thoughts suddenly went blank,&lt;br /&gt;as if a black curtain was draped on top of them.&lt;br /&gt;i heard the rustling of leaves,&lt;br /&gt;once upon a december wind.&lt;br /&gt;i bit my lips and fought back my tears.&lt;br /&gt;i thought of all the things i could have done&lt;br /&gt;to make my life a better one. the people i should&lt;br /&gt;have loved more so that i wudn wail&lt;br /&gt;and fight to listen to an empty heart beat&lt;br /&gt;when they leave me for a ....&lt;br /&gt;better place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;( &lt;em&gt;or so , thats what we always want to believe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my vision blurred once again,&lt;br /&gt;and this time, i saw the backview&lt;br /&gt;of someone awfully familiar. he had the cutest ear&lt;br /&gt;* HINT HINT *&lt;br /&gt;the smallest eyes and a mischevious smile.&lt;br /&gt;and immediately, i felt a modicum of relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he fought away my fears. (&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as usual )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shernwhey &lt;/strong&gt;- who seriously made a different in my life.&lt;br /&gt;u made my life right, u always make me feel impeccable.&lt;br /&gt;and iamsorry that iam not equipped&lt;br /&gt;with a hundred thousands vocab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;( i will read more books i promise )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;iam unable to declare my undyin' love for u again and again,&lt;br /&gt;in different ways and fanciful descriptions-cum-expressions.&lt;br /&gt;but i will say tis, iam growin, my thoughts are changing ..&lt;br /&gt;and i see you in my future / for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please tell me love aint a see-saw.&lt;br /&gt;if i love you more, it doesn mean you will love me less ..&lt;br /&gt;right ? so does that mean i can call you whenever i want.&lt;br /&gt;Can i have as many uninterrupted calls ?&lt;br /&gt;and , Can i ... ask u to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;love is love,&lt;br /&gt;so shut up and kiss me. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so i crashed meridian's lecture for fun yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;it was funn, awfully fun.&lt;br /&gt;met up with louis and elyna and emily at first..&lt;br /&gt;they were all like friend's friend's friend's friend.&lt;br /&gt;so in the end, a whole group of us crashed meridian&lt;br /&gt;altogether. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lecture was giggly.&lt;br /&gt;but we were very well behaved, i swear&lt;br /&gt;and we learned maths ! (:&lt;br /&gt;i saw yifang, kahaal and nuryani there.&lt;br /&gt;primary school friends.&lt;br /&gt;omgomgomg, smallsmallsmall world.&lt;br /&gt;and did i mention before that shutian&lt;br /&gt;knows junyi and vice-versa.&lt;br /&gt;wad a coincidence righttt.&lt;br /&gt;its seriously a small small world ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 270px; HEIGHT: 183px" height="240" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0283.jpg" width="270" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after lectures, we went ta library to ...&lt;br /&gt;" study " but it was 99 % talking and 1%&lt;br /&gt;of browsin' thru notes and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;had to leave meridian for ac after that.&lt;br /&gt;lilian was nice nough t send me to the bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a call from fionachen and&lt;br /&gt;flew to novena to meet her instead.&lt;br /&gt;she had to pass me somm' stuffs ..&lt;br /&gt;and i went off to ac. was so tired i dozed&lt;br /&gt;off in the mrt, tank god xiangwei called&lt;br /&gt;me in the nick of time, if not i wud have&lt;br /&gt;missed the stop. hahah ! jackson darrell yuting&lt;br /&gt;said my hair's nice, ( &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but ahlian-ish, wats new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;they claimed i looked like a middle eastern now.&lt;br /&gt;(==.) zZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, had a good time interacting with those j1s&lt;br /&gt;in ac, they were rather nice ..&lt;br /&gt;those j2s who came gave me very good impressions&lt;br /&gt;on themselves and great advices about JC and stuffs ..&lt;br /&gt;even thou iam like all so&lt;br /&gt;sure il never make it to a JC or &lt;s&gt;worst still a poly&lt;/s&gt;. arggg ..&lt;br /&gt;anyway. my ohanas were just as pump up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 271px; HEIGHT: 185px" height="206" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/lollx.jpg" width="279" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hohoho !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welcome tea ended at 6,&lt;br /&gt;everybody was close to half dead so we&lt;br /&gt;were practically crawlin' our way to the mrt.&lt;br /&gt;by the time i reached home it was 7.&lt;br /&gt;and i was deadeddeaddead beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and hello joanne !&lt;br /&gt;are u happy about what itoldcha last night ?&lt;br /&gt;(: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brens and shihui must be awfully&lt;br /&gt;happy they got their jobs at taka (:&lt;br /&gt;yay !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and iam happy beause my birthday&lt;br /&gt;is coming in power pack&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;12&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;days time.&lt;br /&gt;:D woohoohooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and can i say something again ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I WANT A SKU BAG FOR MY BIRTHDAY !!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ps:/ those which u hang on ur shoulders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;xi xi xi ! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-116849711494194852?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/116849711494194852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=116849711494194852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/116849711494194852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/116849711494194852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/01/as-i-leaned-against-vanity-counter-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-116832230944518633</id><published>2007-01-09T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T18:15:01.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AH ! (: helloooo. hahaha,&lt;br /&gt;at jh's place right nowww.&lt;br /&gt;using the computer, damn shuangs leh.&lt;br /&gt;weehee heee, anyway ..&lt;br /&gt;i manage t upload almost all the pictures already !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new years' eve.&lt;br /&gt;ps: ( &lt;em&gt;love was allaround)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 269px; HEIGHT: 156px" height="600" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/saralimx001.jpg" width="414" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my lookalike is inside (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="199" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/saralimx005.jpg" width="262" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cutest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 282px; HEIGHT: 198px" height="198" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/saralimx008.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sayang sayang,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="191" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/saralimx009.jpg" width="279" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kiss !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="198" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/saralimx010.jpg" width="274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mwahhh, more more more kissie weesie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 278px; HEIGHT: 207px" height="240" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/saralimx007.jpg" width="278" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my turn to kissss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="196" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/saralimx004.jpg" width="271" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BULEHHHH !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="187" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/saralimx003.jpg" width="268" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleepin' child / he was lyin' on my laps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 274px; HEIGHT: 184px" height="184" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/saralimx013.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;readin' the magazineeee, soooo cuteee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 279px; HEIGHT: 199px" height="199" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/saralimx012.jpg" width="251" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;learnin' the steps. (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 297px; HEIGHT: 212px" height="240" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/saralimx014.jpg" width="297" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gathering xD my favourite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came open house at ac. xD /&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 281px; HEIGHT: 199px" height="240" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0225.jpg" width="281" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trust me wen i say shutian the walrus sleeps anytime anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;( hes the one on the left )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 286px; HEIGHT: 195px" height="240" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0208.jpg" width="286" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there, told jaaa. he dozed off again just like that. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 291px; HEIGHT: 212px" height="240" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0206.jpg" width="291" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oliver and chian chee got bored of callin' people in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 205px" height="240" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0081.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xiangwei ended up playin' othello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 299px; HEIGHT: 218px" height="240" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0097.jpg" width="299" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XIANGWEI. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 290px; HEIGHT: 211px" height="240" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0100.jpg" width="290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shutian dozed off again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 273px; HEIGHT: 202px" height="240" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0125.jpg" width="298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we celebrated jackson's birthday after that.&lt;br /&gt;( which coincidentally falls on the 9th of january TODAY) xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 291px; HEIGHT: 198px" height="222" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0132.jpg" width="260" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday jacksonnnn ! :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 291px; HEIGHT: 187px" height="240" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/Picture0233.jpg" width="266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohanas ! :) :) (''v'')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh, birthday in 14 days time.&lt;br /&gt;wooohooohooo. can i say something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WANT A SKU BAG FOR MY BIRTHDAYYYY ! xD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ps / those which u hang on ur shoulders. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xi xi xi.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-116832230944518633?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/116832230944518633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=116832230944518633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/116832230944518633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/116832230944518633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/01/ah-helloooo.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-116823368567845330</id><published>2007-01-08T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T13:26:47.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(: okay, at lan shop again right now.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. damn man, my comp's takin'&lt;br /&gt;forever to get well. sigh,&lt;br /&gt;but its okayyyyyy ...&lt;br /&gt;anyway ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;happy new year to one and all xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, iam super laggy right i noe.&lt;br /&gt;new year was freakin' eventful.&lt;br /&gt;seriously sickly eventful.&lt;br /&gt;cos i nearly died.&lt;br /&gt;no kiddin .. i swear i nearly died.&lt;br /&gt;i was vomitting and coughin,&lt;br /&gt;n sufferin' from high fever for&lt;br /&gt;3 consecutive set balls day.&lt;br /&gt;i was very much sufferin' from&lt;br /&gt;the same illness as brens. lol.&lt;br /&gt;so i had to cancel all the plans,&lt;br /&gt;tats includin bringin' my lil cousin&lt;br /&gt;to his changkat changi sku and once&lt;br /&gt;again, dragin the date to pertapis :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i really cudn help it,&lt;br /&gt;i was bedridden for 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;i was vomitting everysinglething i ate,&lt;br /&gt;and for 3 whole days. all that i ate,&lt;br /&gt;was 2 scoops of porridge. yeah man,&lt;br /&gt;i lost 4 solid kg, i weigh a whopin 49.7 kg now.&lt;br /&gt;and for those who noe me well nough,&lt;br /&gt;they'd noe that ive a super weak body&lt;br /&gt;immune system - my nose bleeds every&lt;br /&gt;single month and i suffer from fever&lt;br /&gt;every month before my period comes.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. weird right, but thats sara la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah man, i was nearly admitted to the&lt;br /&gt;hospital. but i didn want to, so i was on&lt;br /&gt;heavy medication the whole week.&lt;br /&gt;it was so terribleeee. but all's good now&lt;br /&gt;so ima put the past behind&lt;br /&gt;bcos -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;sara's birthday is coming up in 15 days !&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yeahhhh man. how cool is that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive got everything planned more or less.&lt;br /&gt;id be celebrating my birthday from the&lt;br /&gt;2oth - 24th of january. (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i love my ohanassss.&lt;br /&gt;ac is soooo freakin' awesome.&lt;br /&gt;fionachen,olivermoey,XIANGWEI,shutianwalrus,&lt;br /&gt;yuting,calvin,chianchee(muscleman),jacksonandsaralimmmm !&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. awesome peopleeee.&lt;br /&gt;and yes \ i njoyed myself thoroughly during&lt;br /&gt;their open house, it was realllly funn.&lt;br /&gt;damn, ima miss them soooo much laaa.&lt;br /&gt;and i saw xxXXxxxXx ( branda noes who. ) xD.&lt;br /&gt;which is like woah woah hooo ho haa hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;and i saw a no, of my primary sku frens tooo ..&lt;br /&gt;damn man, how much they have all grown and changed.&lt;br /&gt;they were the ones who recognized me ..&lt;br /&gt;i cudn recognized them at allll.&lt;br /&gt;raymond,aisha, melissa. woooo, so tall pretty handsome :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then again,&lt;br /&gt;it is true wen they say all skus&lt;br /&gt;have their own bunch of jerks. cos i met them,&lt;br /&gt;and iam glad jackson and fiona were there.&lt;br /&gt;i was ratherrr .... taken aback. but uhh&lt;br /&gt;nvm (: i lovemy ohanaaas.&lt;br /&gt;pictures will be up soon once the kind soul&lt;br /&gt;ngjunhao sends me ! :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;i thank those who replied me so warmly n lovingly&lt;br /&gt;wen i asked if i had the honour to invite them&lt;br /&gt;to my steamboat fiesta on the 20th (:&lt;br /&gt;they all said things like .&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;em&gt;anything for the princess. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" even if it means sackin' my boss, id take off "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" die die also will crawl there. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" no u don have the honour to invite me, but il go bcos its u. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" sara birthday u don ask i ownself also go&lt;/em&gt;. "&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH. so loved so loved so loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, for all those who loves me ,&lt;br /&gt;please make ur 21st january free tooo.&lt;br /&gt;heeee. iam celebratin' with my ohanas&lt;br /&gt;on the 22nd januaryyy. and 23rd and 24th&lt;br /&gt;is for someone really special. (:&lt;br /&gt;u noe who la, i don nid to say.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i did try my best to portray myself&lt;br /&gt;as a really mature girl,&lt;br /&gt;so i can say things like.&lt;br /&gt;' i don nid presents, as long as i ve love from&lt;br /&gt;everyone, and as long as every one comes ...&lt;br /&gt;id be happy. " but sigh, i cudnt. hahaaa.&lt;br /&gt;its bin a perennial problem since longlongago.&lt;br /&gt;but ahh, il be nice / iam serious, just come n njoy&lt;br /&gt;yourself on the 2oth and 21st its good nough !&lt;br /&gt;but of cos, buy me something if u have extra cash !&lt;br /&gt;hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM KIDDING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, iam super excited for sara's 17th !&lt;br /&gt;(: ((: bye all !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps/ bren's a florist right now, how cool is that,&lt;br /&gt;she faces those beautiful flowers every single dayy.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhh. haaaa, brenssss can i buy red roses from u !?&lt;br /&gt;:D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-116823368567845330?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/116823368567845330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=116823368567845330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/116823368567845330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/116823368567845330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2007/01/okay-at-lan-shop-again-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-116747072527245545</id><published>2006-12-30T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T17:33:16.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>iam back ! with all the pics that ive&lt;br /&gt;been wantin' to post up for the longest&lt;br /&gt;of timeeeee. yay yay yay !&lt;br /&gt;ok, so not all. but well most of it xD&lt;br /&gt;weeheee. my hols have been awesome !&lt;br /&gt;ive been goin' out everysingledayyy&lt;br /&gt;together with brens and different groups&lt;br /&gt;of people. ahhh ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say yesterday, i just celebrated zhen's bdae.&lt;br /&gt;my pride and joy and honour. (: (:&lt;br /&gt;we went kbox and singsanglaughlaugh.&lt;br /&gt;reached home at night n was totly drained.&lt;br /&gt;but twas a great celebration and alll, weee.&lt;br /&gt;ive been tryin' very hard to restrain myself&lt;br /&gt;from goin' out that much. cos iam sure my parents&lt;br /&gt;arent that happy, they are just keepin'&lt;br /&gt;to themselves about my latenights and constant outings.&lt;br /&gt;shud spend quality time with them :)&lt;br /&gt;plus goin out = spendin' $ so yeah,&lt;br /&gt;not wise ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ive been draggin' the date of goin t pertapis,&lt;br /&gt;damn i don like this, inefficency.&lt;br /&gt;so its quite set that iam goin over&lt;br /&gt;there next week, probably on a monday.&lt;br /&gt;iam meetin' piaks for movie on tuesday&lt;br /&gt;before she starts working. practice at ac&lt;br /&gt;will resume once again on wednesday *&lt;br /&gt;wadda joyyyy. my zooo, i can finally&lt;br /&gt;see them again xD.&lt;br /&gt;n on thursday iam pickin up gan-didi from his&lt;br /&gt;new new new schooool ! (: haha.&lt;br /&gt;so for now, iam only free on friday next week :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my piano kiddos told me that they&lt;br /&gt;have friends who have magic powers.&lt;br /&gt;they say their magical powers stands at lvl 2&lt;br /&gt;and that they are trainin' very hard to lvl up.&lt;br /&gt;ahhh, wat cuties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 367px; HEIGHT: 247px" height="296" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/shu.jpg" width="367" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i think iam proby spendin' new year's eve&lt;br /&gt;with my relatives from my mommy side (:&lt;br /&gt;cos new year's eve coincidentally falls&lt;br /&gt;on hari raya haji toooo. (:&lt;br /&gt;so iam goin' over to my auntie's house&lt;br /&gt;with every one else plus my cousins !&lt;br /&gt;yessss , reunion once againnnn :D woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, nough' talk. here are more of them pics.&lt;br /&gt;courtesy of&lt;strong&gt; brens, zhen and xw&lt;/strong&gt; ! xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 408px; HEIGHT: 229px" height="264" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/SARA2.jpg" width="408" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 416px; HEIGHT: 249px" height="311" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/saraq3.jpg" width="416" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 192px; HEIGHT: 258px" height="309" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/sara12-1.jpg" width="192" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weee :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 351px; HEIGHT: 309px" height="361" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/lim2.jpg" width="351" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iloveyoumydearest. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 432px; HEIGHT: 231px" height="262" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/saralim.jpg" width="474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zhen's bigdayyy :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 160px" height="179" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/brandon.gif" width="375" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brandon the handsome. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 418px; HEIGHT: 298px" height="409" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/monday.jpg" width="444" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at xw's church, the day she danced so beautifully xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 376px; HEIGHT: 281px" height="345" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/random.jpg" width="413" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats the 99 roses i was talkin' about.&lt;br /&gt;so pretty pretty toootsy righttt.&lt;br /&gt;damn, my sis is soo lucky.&lt;br /&gt;and mom bought for me the bio essence&lt;br /&gt;eye care gel ( top left )&lt;br /&gt;bcos she complained that my dark circles&lt;br /&gt;are gettin' more n more prominent.&lt;br /&gt;sucha sweetie right. hahaha ..&lt;br /&gt;thats brens and me ( top right )&lt;br /&gt;coverin ourselves from top and bottom&lt;br /&gt;for fear of which creeper we gon meet next.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh .. haha and i love my nailsss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, more or less, these are all the pics.&lt;br /&gt;and iam eyeing for a new handphone ;&lt;br /&gt;lg chocolate red wine.&lt;br /&gt;which literally means the red one.&lt;br /&gt;yes i noe, it came out long long agooo.&lt;br /&gt;but supersuper freakin' beautifullll.&lt;br /&gt;stumbled upon the pic one sunday day&lt;br /&gt;and i fell in love with it immediately.&lt;br /&gt;but lots of my frens are tellin' me the functions&lt;br /&gt;are not as appealin' as how it looks.&lt;br /&gt;but me being me, iam always priortizing&lt;br /&gt;their designs than functions wen buyin handfones.&lt;br /&gt;but ahhh, lil memory means i cant take&lt;br /&gt;much pics. sooo ..&lt;br /&gt;iam gon consider again xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aight, gigantinc post.&lt;br /&gt;iam off to eat seowchoon with brens.&lt;br /&gt;take care everybody :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, xD&lt;br /&gt;make a great starttt to your new year -&lt;br /&gt;work towards all your new year resolutions !&lt;br /&gt;(: (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-116747072527245545?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/116747072527245545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=116747072527245545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/116747072527245545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/116747072527245545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2006/12/iam-back-with-all-pics-that-ive-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-116712097474934657</id><published>2006-12-26T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T16:21:10.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha. can u believe it ..&lt;br /&gt;iam bloggin at somm lan shop right now !&lt;br /&gt;z ! see the state which iam reduced to.&lt;br /&gt;haha ... my comp is wiling its time away makin' love.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, krissmas eve was the yamasaki atomic bomb.&lt;br /&gt;haha .. the lightings at town were as usual ;&lt;br /&gt;sometime worth hoo-haaa ing about.&lt;br /&gt;but i wasn there till midnight.&lt;br /&gt;i was over at ps. laughin' my day away.&lt;br /&gt;haha, and i love monday - the teddy bear.&lt;br /&gt;:) :) :) the colonge on it ... i swear, it must&lt;br /&gt;be somm kinda aphrodisiac. seriouslyyy !&lt;br /&gt;super nice laa. haha. i sleep with it at night ok.&lt;br /&gt;twas a krissmas present,&lt;br /&gt;and my favourite one actually (''v'') yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stil remember devourin the gianormous burger&lt;br /&gt;at carls jnr during krissmas eve. was so full&lt;br /&gt;i nearly vommitted. haah ..&lt;br /&gt;flew to dhoby ghaut after that t meet the rest.&lt;br /&gt;and went home after that t celebrate w my family.&lt;br /&gt;i so want t post picts up.&lt;br /&gt;ive thousands of them BUT yeah,&lt;br /&gt;circumstances says no :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never mind. hahah ...&lt;br /&gt;i tonned on krissmas day.&lt;br /&gt;was entertainin' somm brats thru' texting.&lt;br /&gt;and just yesterday, went over for somm&lt;br /&gt;chruch performance thing. (:&lt;br /&gt;to support shijia and my hunnyxw.&lt;br /&gt;but shijia wasn there. lol ,&lt;br /&gt;and4yearol brandon is freakin' handsome.&lt;br /&gt;wadda do, mixbloods are like that.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn i love tis lan shop.&lt;br /&gt;they play the nicest reggae songs.&lt;br /&gt;weeeee ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw xiangwei and calvin at cine the other time.&lt;br /&gt;xiangwei still looks like a hamster. ahhh ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to post pics up.&lt;br /&gt;i want to show yaul the bouquet of 99 roses&lt;br /&gt;my sis got for her bdae ! its beauuuutiiiifullllll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which reminds me,&lt;br /&gt;my birthday is coming upppp !&lt;br /&gt;don wory, my wishlist will be up soon. hahaha ..&lt;br /&gt;weeeeee. iam goin' to the zoo zoo zooo,&lt;br /&gt;with youu youu and youuuu !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;til then my friends,&lt;br /&gt;stay happy :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;muacheeface makes me happy,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hes my blessin' wen ima stressin'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-116712097474934657?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/116712097474934657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=116712097474934657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/116712097474934657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/116712097474934657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2006/12/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-116667540246259321</id><published>2006-12-21T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T12:39:27.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahh cobwebs in blog ! (:&lt;br /&gt;haha. gosh, i realised i haven&lt;br /&gt;bin bloggin for 10 solid days.&lt;br /&gt;pardon me. (:&lt;br /&gt;but i was having a really great time&lt;br /&gt;over at krismas island.&lt;br /&gt;(: i visited mr. santaklaus in his crib&lt;br /&gt;and showed him my krissmas list!&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i assured him that ive been a really really&lt;br /&gt;nice girl/daughter/friend/student/girlfren/&lt;br /&gt;this year ( &lt;em&gt;welll ,, ok almost&lt;/em&gt; (((:&lt;br /&gt;and that il continue to be one if he gives&lt;br /&gt;me everything i want in my xmas list.&lt;br /&gt;so yay ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;limalynna will be celebrating her&lt;br /&gt;birthday in 2 days time ! shes coming&lt;br /&gt;home with bags and bags and bags of present&lt;br /&gt;these 2 weeks. lol, ive had my fair share of fun&lt;br /&gt;rummaging thru' her stuffs and alll.&lt;br /&gt;mmh, and i came to realise that shes by far,&lt;br /&gt;the only sister i noe who doesn mind her younger sister&lt;br /&gt;taking her stuffs without permission.&lt;br /&gt;weeee !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh. i love holidays, oh yes i do.&lt;br /&gt;ha, i love sitting on the couch for hours&lt;br /&gt;and read a good book while iam at home.&lt;br /&gt;nothing beats that. and i love to shop,&lt;br /&gt;i love to spend money, i love to take pictures.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, if u asked me if i have done anything&lt;br /&gt;productive during the holidays,&lt;br /&gt;the only 2things close to it, is that i visited the&lt;br /&gt;library and that iam teachin piano, lol, besides that ...&lt;br /&gt;nothing liao lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D.&lt;br /&gt;for ive been occupyin myself with outings and dates&lt;br /&gt;with my deariesss .. say next week.&lt;br /&gt;iam gon go fishing, cycling, kite flying , steamboating,&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting pertapis. (:&lt;br /&gt;and feeohna, we are gon kayak w the whole zoo right !&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, brens u heard me, every outing of mine = your outing too.&lt;br /&gt;and your outing = mine. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;damn, brens .. can we act less like a couple ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus plus plus, next week is my zhen's birthday !&lt;br /&gt;weeeeehaaaaaa ! and iam headin down to town w mdm gang.&lt;br /&gt;on krissmass eve to catch -&lt;em&gt; curse of the golden flower&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;weee ! &lt;strong&gt;jayyy&lt;/strong&gt; ! andddd don bother, iam not stayin'&lt;br /&gt;for countdown, nah-uh .. iam not gon get molested&lt;br /&gt;by the peepal there. haha .. plus i made a pact&lt;br /&gt;with my parents, that i wudn go for countdown at town&lt;br /&gt;until iam 18 years old and another pact with shern,&lt;br /&gt;that i wudn go for countdown at town all my life&lt;br /&gt;unless iam with him,&lt;br /&gt;or with a guy fren we both can trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yups ! so , i really think id probably head&lt;br /&gt;down to chinese gardens during krissmass eve&lt;br /&gt;and play sparkles with everybody else.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss tons of people, especially fi, xiangwei,&lt;br /&gt;shutian, yuting, bixia and darrell. damn,&lt;br /&gt;i miss laughin' with them. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;and so many other people ..&lt;br /&gt;thousands of them, i can literally feel the distance.&lt;br /&gt;but its ok ! friends remain and never can end ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iam outta here,&lt;br /&gt;il blog again wen my computer&lt;br /&gt;stops acting like superman,&lt;br /&gt;zapping power all around ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: iam goin back for cca open house tomro,&lt;br /&gt;cant wait to see victoria and everybody else&lt;br /&gt;from orchestra. wooohooo, ok. iam watchin'&lt;br /&gt;death note and night at the museum already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;someone&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;is irritating me like shit, hittin me with&lt;br /&gt;the bolster. @&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;$(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:&amp;&amp;amp;%#@$"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&amp;&amp;amp;%#@$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(#)@#!)#(&lt;br /&gt;SO BYE !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes oh yes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;m&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;r&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;k&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;i&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;  *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spread the love around everyone !&lt;br /&gt;stayyyyy happpy :D:D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-116667540246259321?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/116667540246259321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=116667540246259321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/116667540246259321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/116667540246259321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2006/12/ahh-cobwebs-in-blog-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-116582406481542169</id><published>2006-12-11T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T16:05:46.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;tis' da mutha mutha remix.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;z. comp's down ..&lt;br /&gt;wadda bitch.&lt;br /&gt;currently using my fren's laptop&lt;br /&gt;so weird ... haha.&lt;br /&gt;but anyway ..&lt;br /&gt;days had been great ! (:&lt;br /&gt;celebrated mommy's birthday yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;i cud see she was really happy,&lt;br /&gt;shes sucha darling.&lt;br /&gt;hoho !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought an ipod nano for her.&lt;br /&gt;and we bought her out to newyorks to&lt;br /&gt;eat. (: cud literally see her smiling away&lt;br /&gt;wen she opened the gift.&lt;br /&gt;awww ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 252px; HEIGHT: 189px" height="240" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/mini8.jpg" width="252" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;prettier than diamonds uare, mother. / ma' love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 293px; HEIGHT: 167px" height="276" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/untitled23423432432432.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my giantenormous burger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i skipped dinner and breakfast and lunch&lt;br /&gt;the next day after eatin that, damnn fulll.&lt;br /&gt;and damn fattt, but watevers. WEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;and i cant wait to meet up with my yayakults&lt;br /&gt;and makan partners tormo&lt;br /&gt;woohoooo ! &lt;u&gt;they are my sexy lovesss.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so long since i last met all&lt;br /&gt;of them and seriously sat down to talk.&lt;br /&gt;heeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i cut my hair yesterdayyyy.&lt;br /&gt;mmh, no comments. haha ..&lt;br /&gt;ive frindge now ( &lt;em&gt;due to peer pressure. z!&lt;/em&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;and its lookin' so weird.&lt;br /&gt;:( nvm, it will grow i guess. ha !&lt;br /&gt;but i feel so much lighter after i snipsnipsnip.&lt;br /&gt;my hair's soooo thick, i swear i lost about&lt;br /&gt;1kg after they cut off my hair.&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 338px; HEIGHT: 131px" height="173" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/untitled239048023423009.jpg" width="338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;seeeeee.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya, nvm ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it will grow saraaaa. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anddd,&lt;br /&gt;shern's havin' his exams really soon.&lt;br /&gt;ahhh, nvm, lookin' on the bright side,&lt;br /&gt;i can meet him up after his examsss.&lt;br /&gt;so yay !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its rainin' banana and pancakes right now.&lt;br /&gt;n i just watched saw 3.&lt;br /&gt;shitsuckssuperknngrosss ----- z ...&lt;br /&gt;n iam scared, theres thunderation. !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, nough of nonsense !&lt;br /&gt;take care everyone.&lt;br /&gt;be happpy !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-116582406481542169?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/116582406481542169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=116582406481542169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/116582406481542169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/116582406481542169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2006/12/tis-da-mutha-mutha-remix.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-116549666792936057</id><published>2006-12-07T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T23:38:47.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;more than words. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was feelin' all grouchy tis morn'&lt;br /&gt;until i met branda and eunice,&lt;br /&gt;cos i had a really bad dream last night ..&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt i got a huge number for my&lt;br /&gt;L1r5. sigh, its terrible, horrifying.&lt;br /&gt;i woke up cryin' :( but i was so gladd&lt;br /&gt;twas just a dream, and word has it that if u do&lt;br /&gt;not want ur dream to come true,&lt;br /&gt;u have to tell every single soul about it.&lt;br /&gt;so i am ! (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i feel so lag.&lt;br /&gt;up til now, i haven even&lt;br /&gt;seen the shadow of the levi guy&lt;br /&gt;brens havin' the hots for.&lt;br /&gt;z.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway anyway anyway,&lt;br /&gt;manU won the match between benfica !&lt;br /&gt;yay ! ( * does kallang wave ) :D.&lt;br /&gt;n ya noe i have this love/hate thing&lt;br /&gt;for daddy bein' the alarm clock.&lt;br /&gt;hes seriously a man of his words,&lt;br /&gt;wen u ask him to wake u up in the&lt;br /&gt;middle of the night for a soccermatch.&lt;br /&gt;he does it, and he does it really well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;daddy : wake up, its 4 !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;me : &lt;em&gt;* sleeepZzZz.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;daddy : wake up wake up its 430 !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;me : &lt;em&gt;* snoresZZZZ.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;daddy : daddy's stomach reall pain, save me !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;me : &lt;em&gt;* snoressZZZ.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;daddy : OI, * tickles feet, manU's goalie's charged for takin drugs !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;me : HUH. * sits up on bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;daddy : oh my god, why did i even raised u up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;a goalie's more important than ur own daddy ?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, watthehella.&lt;br /&gt;he's kiddin' of course about the drugs part,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;manU = powerpack = never need boosters.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and wow, did i just blogged a whole part&lt;br /&gt;about daddy-cum-alarm clocks :D.&lt;br /&gt;HOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;christmas is coming sooon !. (:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i miss everything about sku man.&lt;br /&gt;especially the peepal thereee. weeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iam hungry ! iam callin' for macs delivery !&lt;br /&gt;iam cravin' for macs .. and shern. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and liting's come back tomro. (:&lt;br /&gt;joanne's comin' back reall sooon tooo.&lt;br /&gt;yay, many things to be happy about.&lt;br /&gt;iam gon go count my blessgs now ! (:&lt;br /&gt;u tooo ! :D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-116549666792936057?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/116549666792936057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=116549666792936057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/116549666792936057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/116549666792936057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2006/12/more-than-words.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-116540389905827965</id><published>2006-12-06T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T19:21:44.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;" the pass we inherit,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the present we create ;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But for those who hope, work and play,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Best is Yet To Be. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, it never did came across my mind&lt;br /&gt;that ties would bind so well together.&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to have any attachment&lt;br /&gt;if possible .. but nvm ..&lt;br /&gt;i will take each step as it comes. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darrell thinks i should start crashin' classes.&lt;br /&gt;WA KA KA.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; i would. i might. i should.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ive been gigglin non stop since&lt;br /&gt;morning, i`ono why. somethings just tickles&lt;br /&gt;me sooo easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a walk down memory lane a moment ago&lt;br /&gt;and i was reminded of something really funny.&lt;br /&gt;there was once i stayed' over at em's house whilst&lt;br /&gt;she was still in s'pore bcos we wanted to&lt;br /&gt;" do a project " ha. &lt;em&gt;u noe wadda mean&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and i remembered her mom askin her .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her mom " &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;why she stayin over, cannot go home meh&lt;/span&gt; ."&lt;br /&gt;em " &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;errrr. just for one day&lt;/span&gt;. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her mom then stared &lt;em&gt;really hard&lt;/em&gt; at me,&lt;br /&gt;gosh .. her mom totly has this piercing stare&lt;br /&gt;that makes ur nipples tremble la. I swear!&lt;br /&gt;its horrifyingggggg :p lol lol lol.&lt;br /&gt;but still, i stayed over and needless t say,&lt;br /&gt;we ended up watchin' vcds all night long (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, C's confirm transferring to maristo already.&lt;br /&gt;z, superman are goin' to miss u like&lt;br /&gt;chicken mcnugget and nasilemak ! (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andandand,&lt;br /&gt;i miss shern like assing rat.&lt;br /&gt;hello shern ! just wana let u noe that after&lt;br /&gt;loving / kissing / cuddling / quarrelling / wrestling /&lt;br /&gt;u for over 2 years .. ive finally perfected timbaland's&lt;br /&gt;NOPE ways. HAHAHA ( inside joke * )&lt;br /&gt;ya noe i totally dig you, dig your retardedness,&lt;br /&gt;dig your dragonboat and dig your asshole. weee !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think iam thinkin' alot ...&lt;br /&gt;hm, ok BYE ! :D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-116540389905827965?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/116540389905827965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=116540389905827965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/116540389905827965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/116540389905827965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2006/12/pass-we-inherit-present-we-create-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-116524977182230758</id><published>2006-12-05T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T00:34:06.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been so long since i last indulged in these.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 321px; HEIGHT: 206px" height="309" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/four.jpg" width="322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 329px; HEIGHT: 214px" height="324" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/threee.jpg" width="369" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 175px; HEIGHT: 202px" height="210" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/two.jpg" width="170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha. neoprints ..&lt;br /&gt;they used to be something so&lt;br /&gt;close to my heart. i guess i must have spent&lt;br /&gt;up to a few hundred bucks or more&lt;br /&gt;on these kawaii konichiwa machines&lt;br /&gt;during my younger days. ha.&lt;br /&gt;all these are like ... so ol sku man.&lt;br /&gt;darn, sara's growing up so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;z. i can totlly imagine myself 50 years&lt;br /&gt;down the road - watchin my grand children&lt;br /&gt;play while i take out my shoe box of fotographs&lt;br /&gt;with sepia tone loving and start rattlin'&lt;br /&gt;all those good ol days with my children.&lt;br /&gt;wah lao, i cant imagine people calling&lt;br /&gt;me nai nai or auntie leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm, but anyhows.&lt;br /&gt;i wana be as nice and as perfect as my mom,&lt;br /&gt;and as graceful and as understandin' as my grandma.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoooo ! and lookin' on the brighter side of life,&lt;br /&gt;its just another phase which we all have&lt;br /&gt;to go through in life.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah ! (: heh.&lt;br /&gt;i guess brens and shihui are all doin'&lt;br /&gt;very well at their respective workin'&lt;br /&gt;places right now. brens lookin' super cute&lt;br /&gt;and auntyish in that uniform of hers whilst shihui&lt;br /&gt;looked just like the owner of the shop&lt;br /&gt;shes tendin' for. awww , i have to visit&lt;br /&gt;them again reall sooon apart from today !&lt;br /&gt;:D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept at arnd 5am yesterday&lt;br /&gt;and woke up at arnd 2pm today.&lt;br /&gt;z, makes me feel like ive wasted half&lt;br /&gt;of my day. haha ..&lt;br /&gt;i was suppose to meet my chums&lt;br /&gt;at 230pm. but wads new,&lt;br /&gt;that is soo saraa.&lt;br /&gt;one whos never with a sense&lt;br /&gt;of punctuality.&lt;br /&gt;ok, that aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day was just like any other.&lt;br /&gt;(: great, relaxin' enjoyin' every&lt;br /&gt;moment of it. heh.&lt;br /&gt;had another student today and&lt;br /&gt;shes a reallly cute one indeed.&lt;br /&gt;ha, she came to my house with&lt;br /&gt;tears in her eyes. :( its sooo saddening&lt;br /&gt;at first ok, lol. i cant remember&lt;br /&gt;wat she was cryin' for .. i only&lt;br /&gt;remembered her sayin' lil brother, wombat&lt;br /&gt;and barbie dolls. jees man,&lt;br /&gt;wtf is a wombat ah ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, anyway ..&lt;br /&gt;i cheered her up with oreos and milk !&lt;br /&gt;and i taught her how to cross her eyes. (:&lt;br /&gt;yay. niceyniceynice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/qwer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seee, shes happy.&lt;br /&gt;and iam happy tooo. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess iam givin' stormZ a miss tomro.&lt;br /&gt;i dono, thers just somethings which i feel&lt;br /&gt;i serioulsy have to sit down and think about ..&lt;br /&gt;... ... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok goodnights ! (: (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-116524977182230758?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/116524977182230758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=116524977182230758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/116524977182230758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/116524977182230758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2006/12/been-so-long-since-i-last-indulged-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-116508408059486474</id><published>2006-12-03T02:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T02:32:04.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep *&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;iam in love wid ur grace, ur essence, ur style,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ur everything.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 2.12 am right now.&lt;br /&gt;watchin' the match btwn&lt;br /&gt;manU and middlesbrough. (: (:&lt;br /&gt;n needless to say,&lt;br /&gt;manU's leading by 1 ball ! :D&lt;br /&gt;weeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hadda really tiring day today.&lt;br /&gt;n guess waaad, i own a zoo. ha !&lt;br /&gt;ive a hamster, a walrus and a hunny bear&lt;br /&gt;in my zooo and they are very very friendly !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh ..&lt;br /&gt;makes me smile just thinkin'&lt;br /&gt;about it. ac's peeepal are awesome,&lt;br /&gt;they really are. really really make u feel&lt;br /&gt;like one of them, esp all those whom&lt;br /&gt;i noe (: (: yes .. but i noe my standards.&lt;br /&gt;iam not puttin' hopes in anything&lt;br /&gt;bcos iam well aware that iam not a single pointer type&lt;br /&gt;but hm, iguess we will never say No to pickin'&lt;br /&gt;up new skills yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its funny how we can all blend so well together.&lt;br /&gt;albeit the different backgrounds, the big difference&lt;br /&gt;in sku, ( neighbourhood / prestigious ) ..&lt;br /&gt;they never did pose as problems in our socializing.&lt;br /&gt;weee !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met my lil kiddos for piano after that.&lt;br /&gt;naughty naughty very active.&lt;br /&gt;but there were afew who were shy like crazyyyy ..&lt;br /&gt;those new comers played with such fake&lt;br /&gt;passion that i seriously cudn stand the look on their faces.&lt;br /&gt;i was lookin' at them and gigglin' like shit.&lt;br /&gt;and even thou i hate to say it,&lt;br /&gt;i cant help but admit they seriously sounded like cats&lt;br /&gt;running across a piano .. but eh.&lt;br /&gt;discordant hymns can lead to&lt;br /&gt;new and catchy preludes too i guess. ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i found ajob which is home-based.&lt;br /&gt;all i nidda do is to type advertisements for companies&lt;br /&gt;and il then get cheques sent to my bank account.&lt;br /&gt;uh huh, simple as that .. plus, $ is good !&lt;br /&gt;reallly coool yes. weee. iaso think so ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres goin to be the legendary stormZ on tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;i cannot wait for it ! (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and shern's so sweeet like hunnysugarcoatedcaramel.&lt;br /&gt;cos he cancelled his outin' with his frens&lt;br /&gt;just to play o2jam with me. zhen is also another one.&lt;br /&gt;(: yes. iam o2jam siao liao ! weeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;limtaohuay's lvl 7 ! :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;said huang hou nai nai ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i didn buy 4d today just so that i could&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;give those money i used for buyin' to &lt;u&gt;my&lt;/u&gt; darling sara.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;awwwwwwwww.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she made me cry big time cos&lt;br /&gt;of the silly things she said. but m !&lt;br /&gt;i dont wana think about it ! :D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-116508408059486474?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/116508408059486474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=116508408059486474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/116508408059486474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/116508408059486474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2006/12/kiss-my-eyes-and-lay-me-to-sleep-iam.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-116489331624995017</id><published>2006-11-30T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T21:41:55.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>" &lt;em&gt;id buy a bundle of roses for you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;put a plastic rose in the middle and&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tell you that id love you till the&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;rose in the middle withers. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;good night sara. (:&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tis was wad greeted me to a brand&lt;br /&gt;new thursday morning :)&lt;br /&gt;wadda great start to my day yes.&lt;br /&gt;sigh, my frens always comes up&lt;br /&gt;with the sweetest sweetest thing,&lt;br /&gt;* grins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i accompanied brens to the docs today.&lt;br /&gt;her throat was givin' her alot of props.&lt;br /&gt;and that zidiot's gon start work reall sooon.&lt;br /&gt;i dono whether t laugh or cry. lol ..&lt;br /&gt;but anyhow, to branda ;&lt;br /&gt;please click here -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lohbranda.blogspot.com"&gt;www.lohbranda.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its for you. (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;accompanied her to somm places after that&lt;br /&gt;and i went ta her house t chill.&lt;br /&gt;played psp alll thaa way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 243px; HEIGHT: 184px" height="271" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/up3.jpg" width="243" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twas really exciting lol.&lt;br /&gt;and super funny how we&lt;br /&gt;both got busted :p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;digressing ..&lt;br /&gt;i had my fair share of a 100% perfect life again last nyt.&lt;br /&gt;not the first time, but still ..&lt;br /&gt;it was just as orgasmic. weeeee ! (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 225px; HEIGHT: 141px" height="141" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/up.jpg" width="290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ahh, the elements to a 100% perfect life :D.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guesss waaaaaad.&lt;br /&gt;ive to share somth w yaul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 254px; HEIGHT: 164px" height="468" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/up23.jpg" width="329" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;this is lim daddy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lim daddy is super macho! doncha agree ?.&lt;br /&gt;lol ! iactually wanted t take a pic of him&lt;br /&gt;doin' henna on his own hand but ...&lt;br /&gt;i got more than wad i was expectin'&lt;br /&gt;power la. soo macho like nacho like that.&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeheeeee. no wonder my momm&lt;br /&gt;fell in love with him. (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes.&lt;br /&gt;i sense an eventful weekend coming up.&lt;br /&gt;tutoring piano, yoga, workshop, ac-orchestra.&lt;br /&gt;i don think i can squeeeze all in one day ..&lt;br /&gt;so i might have to forgo yoga :(.&lt;br /&gt;which sucks toes. but nvmmm.&lt;br /&gt;iam sure my day wud still be fun. (:&lt;br /&gt;and iam puttin' on pounds.&lt;br /&gt;z.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHya oh ya oh yaaaa ..&lt;br /&gt;o2jam's a bitch nomore ! (: (: (:&lt;br /&gt;zhen's gon play with me later.&lt;br /&gt;shern aso. yay yay. yay.&lt;br /&gt;iam a limjammer ! (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss shern like chickenmcnuggetnasilemak.&lt;br /&gt;ok ! off to make sommone's day again.&lt;br /&gt;its super saraaaa on her mission :D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-116489331624995017?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/116489331624995017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=116489331624995017' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/116489331624995017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/116489331624995017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2006/11/id-buy-bundle-of-roses-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-116480139030139704</id><published>2006-11-29T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T20:07:33.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think ive the cutest lims' family in the world.&lt;br /&gt;ha. can i share share share with u whyyy (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mommsie bought this henna thing from&lt;br /&gt;lil india and she asked dad to draw them&lt;br /&gt;designs for her on her hand.&lt;br /&gt;cos daddy is a v. creative person.&lt;br /&gt;( &lt;em&gt;or so, thats wad my family thinks&lt;/em&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;so she told dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she " &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;can u help me with the henna designs ?&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;he " &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;oh .. wad kinds u want ?&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;( &lt;em&gt;dad totly ve no idea how those designs &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;looked like &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;and he actually said the &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;henna looked like recycled shite&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(==.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she " &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;those flowery designs&lt;/span&gt;. "&lt;br /&gt;he " &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ok, i draw on a paper u see which ones u like&lt;/span&gt; ."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom was very excited.&lt;br /&gt;i cud see her grinnin' from ear to ear.&lt;br /&gt;but once daddy passed her the piece&lt;br /&gt;of paper he drew on,&lt;br /&gt;her smile dropped.&lt;br /&gt;like immediately dropped. haha ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 255px; HEIGHT: 169px" height="240" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/fun21.jpg" width="284" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos u see, tis was wat daddy gave her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was rollin' on the floor laughin like shite&lt;br /&gt;wen i saw that piece of paper.&lt;br /&gt;look at the flower at the left hand corner.&lt;br /&gt;! wtffff , hahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;where got designs like that one ?! :p&lt;br /&gt;wah kao, buey ta han laaa, damn cute. (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway anyway anyway,&lt;br /&gt;my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;airen&lt;/span&gt; found a job. ha !&lt;br /&gt;hello brens; please share ur salary w me&lt;br /&gt;in the ratio 6:4 okay? (: heeeee.&lt;br /&gt;n i finally saw shihui after&lt;br /&gt;2340234902398 years.&lt;br /&gt;she still as white ... lol.&lt;br /&gt;and shes an awesome gf.&lt;br /&gt;sigh, girls do the sweetest&lt;br /&gt;things for their boyfrens.&lt;br /&gt;sommtimes, iwished iam a guy.&lt;br /&gt;then sex willl definitely be damnnn gooood.&lt;br /&gt;weeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;comin back to my day.&lt;br /&gt;it was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;'thou half of the day i was&lt;br /&gt;goin thru a flux of emotions.&lt;br /&gt;like britney-going-thru-divorce-kinda-mood.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA but wtf, nvm.&lt;br /&gt;shant go into details. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i received msgs of lovelovelove last night.&lt;br /&gt;i woke up smilin' to my fone for a good 5 minutes&lt;br /&gt;; readin' thru all those msgs before officialy&lt;br /&gt;jumpin' out of bed ! (: heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;ok, o2jam's a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;i downloaded it last nyt, waited patiently for&lt;br /&gt;1 hour and guess waaaad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cannot connect to server.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;chickenmcnuggetnasilemak&lt;/em&gt; ...&lt;br /&gt;nvm, will try it again later. ! :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. wadda longlongpost. (:&lt;br /&gt;so BYE !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-116480139030139704?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/116480139030139704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=116480139030139704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/116480139030139704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/116480139030139704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-think-ive-cutest-lims-family-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-116472048524381812</id><published>2006-11-28T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T19:30:56.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>here comes the bride (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 257px; HEIGHT: 175px" height="199" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/sc1.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;not the perfect dish, but prepared by the perfect duo.&lt;br /&gt;(: (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. its spaghetti if u cannot&lt;br /&gt;make out what it is ! :p&lt;br /&gt;and its super duper mighty power&lt;br /&gt;delicious hokayy :D.&lt;br /&gt;i swear .. i don mind having 12&lt;br /&gt;servings of that same plate of spaghetti&lt;br /&gt;complete with minced meat and eggg pls.&lt;br /&gt;aw aw aw. even thou i feel kinda &lt;em&gt;sore&lt;/em&gt; ..&lt;br /&gt;i still can feel it in my fingers and in my toes.&lt;br /&gt;love love l.o.v.e is alll around ! (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iam happy happy happy today.&lt;br /&gt;(: ive lil kids askin me if they can sign&lt;br /&gt;up for piano lessons .. all tanks to my&lt;br /&gt;aunties who introduced their colleagues's&lt;br /&gt;children to me. haaaa.&lt;br /&gt;yay, i smell cold hard cash rollin in ! :p&lt;br /&gt;and tons and tons of funnn with those little&lt;br /&gt;kids around ! trust me, they ARE&lt;br /&gt;alotalotalot of fun. teachin' em' piano&lt;br /&gt;is anything but a hassle. i do learn from&lt;br /&gt;them tooo ! (: the only boo boo is that ..&lt;br /&gt;i might not be able to attend yoga&lt;br /&gt;as frequently as before :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nvm.&lt;br /&gt;il still work out ! :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andandand,&lt;br /&gt;i was just hangin around today&lt;br /&gt;wen i saw liting .. i guess i was really&lt;br /&gt;near her house area .. cos&lt;br /&gt;she wasjust preparin' to go out.&lt;br /&gt;lol .. shes soooo light light light,&lt;br /&gt;i carried her and lifted her&lt;br /&gt;up to my back effortlessly.&lt;br /&gt;(: (: (: soooo super cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm, ive got alot of random things&lt;br /&gt;to say, so pls pardon me. (: (:&lt;br /&gt;becos u noe !&lt;br /&gt;i just realised something ..&lt;br /&gt;while pat n me n lorra were talkin&lt;br /&gt;bout birthdays ... we suddenly&lt;br /&gt;went to the topic of surprises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha ... den we all realised ..&lt;br /&gt;how bad wen we always&lt;br /&gt;have to fake O' .. you noe like.&lt;br /&gt;wen sommone gives u a present&lt;br /&gt;which u seriously do not fancy ..&lt;br /&gt;but still have to go ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&lt;/em&gt; omg omg, i... i never expected ... its gorgeous&lt;br /&gt;its .. its ..... unbelivable. OH my GOd !! &lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in that totly squeaky high pitched voice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeaaa. that kinda thing. HA.&lt;br /&gt;hm, ok i admit,&lt;br /&gt;i must have done that at least 5 times&lt;br /&gt;in my lifee but trust meee.&lt;br /&gt;if i seriously unfancy something,&lt;br /&gt;my facial expressions will definitely&lt;br /&gt;give me away. weeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok random.&lt;br /&gt;so next !&lt;br /&gt;i went to sweee chooon with&lt;br /&gt;branda today. :)&lt;br /&gt;we piggybacked each other all the way&lt;br /&gt;to swee chooon. wakaka.&lt;br /&gt;and shes lying thru her yellow teeth ..&lt;br /&gt;i nv cry wen she play for me&lt;br /&gt;that piece of song although i do admit&lt;br /&gt;it was really melodious . ha !&lt;br /&gt;sara choochoo and branda train ..&lt;br /&gt;season 2 episode #16 hor !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;airen&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;*** &lt;br /&gt;to xiuwen ;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha. who wna write love letters to you&lt;br /&gt;huh huh huh huh huh :) :) :) don always use this&lt;br /&gt;kinda dirty methods to confess ur love to me la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to siewchen ;&lt;br /&gt;zhen zhen zhen (: u are just sooo nicen i love&lt;br /&gt;you to the lil bits and bites bites bites !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to shihui ;&lt;br /&gt;ni hui lai leeee. wo hen kuai leeeee ! (: (: (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-116472048524381812?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/116472048524381812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=116472048524381812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/116472048524381812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/116472048524381812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2006/11/here-comes-bride-not-perfect-dish-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-116454795508471944</id><published>2006-11-26T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T21:43:40.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 234px; HEIGHT: 176px" height="300" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/untitledfdafafx.jpg" width="217" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mineminemine ! (: (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmygoddd.&lt;br /&gt;aint that pair of boots so alluring.&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;the prettiest things ive ever seeeen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm, so yeah !&lt;br /&gt;was on the fone till arnd 4am last night.&lt;br /&gt;aint tired at all.&lt;br /&gt;ive no idea why. lol !&lt;br /&gt;to think i actually woke up at 9am&lt;br /&gt;this morning. yes,&lt;br /&gt;iam amazed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and daddy says he's givin me full&lt;br /&gt;support wen i sign up for&lt;br /&gt;my drivin license next year !&lt;br /&gt;godgodgod, how cool is that.&lt;br /&gt;a driving license cannn.&lt;br /&gt;weee, that means i can buy my dream car&lt;br /&gt;and drive alll rnd singapore with all my lovelys&lt;br /&gt;before i hire my very own chauffeur.&lt;br /&gt;aw aw aw ..&lt;br /&gt;how sweet is daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my parents are allowin'&lt;br /&gt;me to work tooo. wakaka ..&lt;br /&gt;never thought they wud allow ..&lt;br /&gt;cos me being me ..&lt;br /&gt;they are always soooo afraid&lt;br /&gt;id get myself into trouble or get myself hurt.&lt;br /&gt;haha, iguess they understand iam&lt;br /&gt;old nough right now ! 16 years ol kay.&lt;br /&gt;mai siao siao. weee !&lt;br /&gt;(: (: so yeah,&lt;br /&gt;gon job - hunt with the 3 musketeers&lt;br /&gt;reallly soooon. BUT !&lt;br /&gt;iam still givin' piano lessons durin weekends ..&lt;br /&gt;yeah ! :D :D :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;full force week again next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;er , have i already mention ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday, iam most proby goin' for this&lt;br /&gt;workshop about knowin' urself&lt;br /&gt;better and about life, yanoe.&lt;br /&gt;and on wednesday .. yeah, haha.&lt;br /&gt;il say where iam goin wen the times&lt;br /&gt;come but iam sooo excited :p&lt;br /&gt;yoga lesson proly resumin next sat&lt;br /&gt;at ms chia house so yay !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh xiuwen, wen is our tampiness date.&lt;br /&gt;and ive something for uuu ! weee wee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gon hit the beach next thursday&lt;br /&gt;and tan myself for 23240239842 hours.&lt;br /&gt;i cant stand it wen my skin tone's&lt;br /&gt;not anywhere near brown. z !&lt;br /&gt;n yes ! mummy is smart, she said ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her " &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;you want to dye ur hair hor ?&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;me " &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yesss. n cut it and highlight ! :D&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;her " &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;all expenses by me if u are goin to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;dye it in any colour &lt;strong&gt;except&lt;/strong&gt; purple&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so you see,&lt;br /&gt;iam in a dillema now.&lt;br /&gt;sigh, she feels that purple&lt;br /&gt;is disgustin ...&lt;br /&gt;is it really ? oh wells nvm.&lt;br /&gt;we wil see about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chelsea and &lt;strong&gt;man U&lt;/strong&gt; match tonight&lt;br /&gt;at 12 am. (: (: (:&lt;br /&gt;go manU go man U go ! :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss shernn !&lt;br /&gt;and shihui and piaks :(&lt;br /&gt;come bak soooon.&lt;br /&gt;:D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22296337-116454795508471944?l=the-ballerina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/feeds/116454795508471944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22296337&amp;postID=116454795508471944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/116454795508471944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22296337/posts/default/116454795508471944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ballerina.blogspot.com/2006/11/mineminemine-ohmygoddd.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y1Y1TzfqHiA/SWOCkdNHRmI/AAAAAAAAALM/m8_jTUhjcGo/S220/PA162310.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22296337.post-116447681169240546</id><published>2006-11-26T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T12:13:26.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;2.01am&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sara's tired ! (: but happy.&lt;br /&gt;ive got my next week's outings&lt;br /&gt;all planned out already. ha !&lt;br /&gt;andandand .. ive got my future planned.&lt;br /&gt;.. next week, iam goin' out with shern&lt;br /&gt;for a movie and we will live happily&lt;br /&gt;ever after - the END !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wakaka. and alsooo ..&lt;br /&gt;iam goin back for yoga lessons&lt;br /&gt;next weeeek. weeeee :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great day out today.&lt;br /&gt;ilove siewzhen cos she always&lt;br /&gt;make me smilesmilesmile.&lt;br /&gt;and bcos she buys flowers for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/enthuish/zhen2-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awwwwwwwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: // siewfong is retarted .. :P&lt;br /&gt;and shona says my laughter is contagious.&lt;br /&gt;(==.) wats new.&lt;br /&gt;" hi my name is SHAWN, surname is NA"&lt;br /&gt;together, iam SHAWNNA. (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yesohyes,&lt;br /&gt;adam &amp;amp; eve deserved their&lt;br /&gt;respective positions. (:&lt;br /&gt;service was goood,&lt;br /&gt;as happenin' as all the other&lt;br /&gt;churches which i visited.&lt;br /&gt;as usual .. i learnt alot.&lt;br /&gt;but hm,&lt;br /&gt;its all up to oneself ... to make&lt;br /&gt;decisions in their own life.&lt;br /&gt;(: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iam vvery very happy&lt;br /&gt;with my life the way it is right now.&lt;br /&gt;i wont say its perfect ..&lt;br /&gt;but ... hm, iam just happy with it.&lt;br /&gt;ive all the love ,&lt;br /&gt;from all the different people i want.&lt;br /&gt;finally. finally ..&lt;br /&gt;i feel complete all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cannot wait for 23 january to come. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, iam off to make sommone's day !&lt;br /&gt;so gooonyts n takecare peeepals .. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps : // anyw, dad's been real sarcastic these days.&lt;br /&gt;i guess its bcos of all my latenights&lt;br /&gt;and constant outings every single day.&lt;br /&gt;i heard him say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;him &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;" awake so early huh ? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;" yeahh ... er dad ? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt; i just wanted to ask wats for breakfast&lt;/em&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;and guess wat he said.&lt;br /&gt;him &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;" ya, atop the fridge. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;" huh ? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;him &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;" uare askin if u cud go on n that u nid money right ? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahha.&lt;br /&gt;so cute ! 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