<?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-7790655847459410786</id><updated>2012-02-16T15:02:18.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the X factor in Me.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>104</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-5088546456739925458</id><published>2010-10-19T17:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T17:16:30.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No long stories</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; "A riddle wrapped in a mystery inside an enigma"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;-Winston Churchill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;And so it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-5088546456739925458?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/5088546456739925458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=5088546456739925458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/5088546456739925458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/5088546456739925458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2010/10/no-long-stories.html' title='No long stories'/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-4685731800581763180</id><published>2010-10-16T23:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T23:52:51.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Night Skies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The sky's all cloudy tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;No Moon in sight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Just one bright shining star.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-4685731800581763180?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/4685731800581763180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=4685731800581763180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/4685731800581763180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/4685731800581763180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2010/10/night-skies.html' title='Night Skies'/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-2997876814353017791</id><published>2010-10-14T15:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T15:20:52.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want nobody nobody...Ahchoo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Finally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The exams are over!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Okay that's like for tmr. But one can dream. After the exams...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;That's in less 24 hours! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;By the way, I'm dripping and sneezing nonstop. And I've bitten on my poor sore tongue for the , let's see, 3764th time this week. Blame it on the school hall and its darned aircon. I mean honestly, what were they thinking when they decided to put 400++ students in a hall with the aircon turned on to the max? The whole hall was filled with coughs and sneezes and sniffles and all the typical noises we relate to a cold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Yup, the cold bug is making its way round the school once again. During the exam period. Is that perfect timing or what? fdssdfdsonp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I've just found out that sneezing and typing at the same time leads to the above weird combination of letters. Oh look I spelt 'son'! My brother just sneezed next to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Oops. Sorry St.Hilda's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;And that's all for now I guess:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;That's the first smiley face I used in this post!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-2997876814353017791?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/2997876814353017791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=2997876814353017791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/2997876814353017791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/2997876814353017791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-want-nobody-nobodyahchoo.html' title='I want nobody nobody...Ahchoo!'/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-3369715589517053609</id><published>2010-09-20T22:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T22:44:45.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A picture speaks a thousand words-3 words would be fine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bmcnN5hQZhw/TJdy1FKSudI/AAAAAAAAAGA/j22vlSEM7Vo/s1600/zydeeqsw9.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 539px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bmcnN5hQZhw/TJdy1FKSudI/AAAAAAAAAGA/j22vlSEM7Vo/s400/zydeeqsw9.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519006124609812946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-3369715589517053609?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/3369715589517053609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=3369715589517053609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/3369715589517053609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/3369715589517053609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2010/09/picture-speaks-thousand-words-2-words.html' title='A picture speaks a thousand words-3 words would be fine.'/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bmcnN5hQZhw/TJdy1FKSudI/AAAAAAAAAGA/j22vlSEM7Vo/s72-c/zydeeqsw9.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-4446152040886328577</id><published>2010-09-06T19:28:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T20:15:41.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buckle my shoes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Yay:D it's the 123rd post!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bmcnN5hQZhw/TIjJ5GBp0II/AAAAAAAAAFg/kZWhVGQgZX8/s1600/Cheers0432.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bmcnN5hQZhw/TIjJ5GBp0II/AAAAAAAAAFg/kZWhVGQgZX8/s320/Cheers0432.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514879726422446210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with XiJia to Bugis:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Got my necklaces( The harmonica one is really cool!) before we went to walk arnd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought nail polish and XiJia got a free design 'drawn' on her jeans when the lady next to her dropped the nail polish bottle on the ground.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her face was simply, marvelously, epic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly if I had a camera at that point, I would have taken a photo and put it into my "Things to look at when depressed" folder. The lady panicked and was wiping away at the jeans while going "Oh dear, I'm so sorry. Sorry..."&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left the shop soon and got cute plasters at Watsons:D Actually I wanted the Disney Princesses plasters but XiJia managed to let me see the cute side of the animal ones. So we got them and the first one I used was the blue Dragon one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;We went to eat at this Japanese buffet restaurant which was not too bad. They had pretty desserts:)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmcnN5hQZhw/TIjOVMd3_0I/AAAAAAAAAFw/SA3yBnN5SMs/s1600/Cheers0424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmcnN5hQZhw/TIjOVMd3_0I/AAAAAAAAAFw/SA3yBnN5SMs/s320/Cheers0424.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514884607234277186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmcnN5hQZhw/TIjOVrH5jmI/AAAAAAAAAF4/8QRexXGlWIU/s1600/Cheers0425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmcnN5hQZhw/TIjOVrH5jmI/AAAAAAAAAF4/8QRexXGlWIU/s320/Cheers0425.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514884615463603810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to walk arnd abit before we went home cos I was really sleepy for some reason and there was no movie that both of us really agreed on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Though I could have spent ages in Kinokumiya but XiJia refused to let me stay in there. She has an allergy to books you see. Over-exposure to books cause her eyes to puff like mad and she would be left looking like this:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bmcnN5hQZhw/TIjDFO1ZKJI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ohP1YrQV1WI/s1600/Cheers0352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bmcnN5hQZhw/TIjDFO1ZKJI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ohP1YrQV1WI/s320/Cheers0352.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514872238363977874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So being the nice big sis I am, we left the bookstore, her dragging me by my shorts. I was a little, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just a little&lt;/span&gt;, reluctant to leave:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;While we were going up to the cinema, something &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really embarrassing&lt;/span&gt; (for XiJia, that is) happened. XiJia, for some incomprehensible reason, decided to test my pain tolerance by pinching me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Does this hurt?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"GO AND DIE LAH! I try on you!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"Don't want!" -starts pushing my face away- (I know. What the hell is she trying to achieve by pushing my face, of all body parts, away?)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Owww! DIE 二姐!" -grabs wildly at the idiot in front&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;-Inserts The Incident That Must Not Be Named-&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The startled silence was broken by a string of vulgarities from our darling XiJia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WHAT THE F@#$! &lt;/span&gt;OMG NG XI MIN YOU ARE SO DEAD! Did any&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;one see that?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Ask her what happened:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;So ended our day at Bugis Junction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bmcnN5hQZhw/TIjJ5sl7hYI/AAAAAAAAAFo/fvg1E5FeUZE/s1600/Cheers0434.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bmcnN5hQZhw/TIjJ5sl7hYI/AAAAAAAAAFo/fvg1E5FeUZE/s320/Cheers0434.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514879736775148930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was late for chem.&lt;br /&gt;Why is the ChangCheng gate never open when I use it? I swear, every single time I am almost late, the gate is always locked. Every single bloody time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would be chionging up the stairs, thinking to myself "Thank goodness I'm almost in school le. I won't be late this time!"&lt;br /&gt;Just as I start daydreaming about butterflies, rainbows and all things nice, I would see the lock on the gate and as I start stomping my foot in frustration, I would tumble down the 100+ steps and fly myself to the main gates.&lt;br /&gt;Sweat pouring out of every pore, I make a final dash up the stairs, only to find myself late. Again.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, chem was okay-ish I think. The thing about chemistry is that when Ms Farah's explaining it, I absolutely get it crystal clear. But when I see the questions, aha that's when I look around furtively and try to ask the person sitting next to me (usually Daphne) discreetly "What the hell is this? Are you sure she taught us this? Cos I don't understand a single word. At all."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And that is how I failed chemistry. Sad, I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Class outing got postphoned to thursday and a couple of us girls decided to go for lunch at T1's basement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had fun kajiao-ing YiXin and just doing what girls do when they are all comfortably seated in an air-conditioned area- gossip.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, only Daphne, YiXin and I were just loitering around T1. At least we were, until two idiots stole my calculator and $2.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus started our game of Hide-and-Seek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would take arnd 3572 words which is simply just one very long post to describe the whole game but basically, to sum up the whole thing into 2 very short words: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I won.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Oh just for the fun of it, did you know that YiXin cannot take up assassination as a career? She would get killed by the person she was supposed to kill.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daphne asked her to whack me (I know, what else right?) on the bus home but she ended up getting her shoelaces undone and very red legs.  And I finally realised the fun in whacking people.&lt;br /&gt;No wonder Daphne and Selina are so obsessed with whacking the shit out of me.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trigo sucks. Big time. Amaths tuition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;That summed up my day. It was a very painful day with me banging my head on the wall several times because "THE BLOODY THING CANNOT BE SIMPLIFIED!" -bangs head repeatedly-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Thursday(Today)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Couldn't wake up. As usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The ChangCheng gate was locked. As usual.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was last one to reach school; late for trng. As usual.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trng was not as rewarding as I expected. I did get some revision and a disgusting sunburn (I was the ONLY ONE to leave with a red red face. Why?) but I kinda expected myself to do better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Went to PizzaHut for lunch- Chicken Royale!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Spammed lots of Pepsi and crap with the netballers before home sweet home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Only XiZheng was at home so the two of us watched Smallville which is worse than I expected. He didn't want to let me change the channel though. So I munched on my Mum's fruit salad while spamming him with questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"I thought Lana is supposed to be good? Why she so evil?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"Isn't Lex Luthor the bad guy? Why is he acting so nice?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Who the hell is that? Why are they both kissing?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is that Lois Lane? I thought she came up much later?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When is this going to end? It's really boring... Can we change the channel please?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Clark Kent is really ugly. I think I prefer reading the comic."&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until he just went "大姐! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can you shut up?&lt;/span&gt; I want to watch it." while fiddling with the tiny pieces of plastic they call Lego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just asked him one last question.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So. Who is the bad guy here?"&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum came back soon and here I am, wishing that the lights would turn themselves on because I can't be bothered to move my lazy ass.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I'm bored. Bye people:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-4446152040886328577?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/4446152040886328577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=4446152040886328577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/4446152040886328577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/4446152040886328577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2010/09/buckle-my-shoes.html' title='Buckle my shoes!'/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bmcnN5hQZhw/TIjJ5GBp0II/AAAAAAAAAFg/kZWhVGQgZX8/s72-c/Cheers0432.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-1163587066669944404</id><published>2010-08-31T18:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T19:34:14.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mirrors in mirrors</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmcnN5hQZhw/THzetLXWqYI/AAAAAAAAAEo/xfCn0K8OVas/s1600/Cheers0416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmcnN5hQZhw/THzetLXWqYI/AAAAAAAAAEo/xfCn0K8OVas/s320/Cheers0416.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511524911720868226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Went out for lunch with the sixtenners today:) We had Swensens yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Teachers' day was okayish except that I was really zoned out at the start and my YAN JIANG CI STILL HAVEN'T HAND IN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The break dancing was cool I like:D Make me wanna learn how to dance like that too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;okay today short post only lah. Nothing much to blog about plus I haven't really gotten back into the habit of blogging XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sian tmr got 4HOURS of tuition leh. Trigo somemore. Sure die de...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Kay, mum calling me down le.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Till next time, folks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Song of the week:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Think of me-David Archuleta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="font-family: arial;" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SO4d2iRZGQw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SO4d2iRZGQw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Think of me, think of me fondly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When we've said goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Remember me once in a while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Please promise me you'll try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you find that once again,&lt;br /&gt;You long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; to take your heart back and be free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If you ever find a moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Spare a thought for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We never said our love was evergreen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;or as unchanging as the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But if you can still remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Stop and think of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Think of all the things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We've said and seen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Don't think about the things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which might have been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Think of me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Think of me waking silent and resigned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Trying too hard to put you from my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Recall those days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Look back on all those times,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Think of the things we'll never do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There will never be a day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When I won't think of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Think of me,&lt;br /&gt;Please say you'll think of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In whatever else you choose to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There will never be a day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When I won't think of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Never be a day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When I don't think of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's really it for now, people:D&lt;br /&gt;再见!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-1163587066669944404?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/1163587066669944404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=1163587066669944404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/1163587066669944404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/1163587066669944404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2010/08/mirrors-in-mirrors.html' title='Mirrors in mirrors'/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmcnN5hQZhw/THzetLXWqYI/AAAAAAAAAEo/xfCn0K8OVas/s72-c/Cheers0416.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-748448068522344648</id><published>2010-08-28T20:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T22:04:05.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm BACK</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And a round of applause for the long-awaited revival of this lil' blog of mine:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yay:D decided that I needed a rubbish bin to store my weirdness away after I fell asleep while nattering to my dad in the car one time too many.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;First thing. I'm not promising regular updates or sensible statements. It's just pure ranting and nonsense from The Awesome:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And I think that should do for the revival post:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Maybe not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KlR5ihV4uao?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KlR5ihV4uao?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;OKAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I HEARD THAT HUITING!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's your post:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And this song's to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Because I know you would:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;BYE:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-748448068522344648?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/748448068522344648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=748448068522344648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/748448068522344648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/748448068522344648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2010/08/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m BACK'/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-6324398540809237319</id><published>2009-09-09T23:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T23:09:36.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rawr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-6324398540809237319?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/6324398540809237319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=6324398540809237319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/6324398540809237319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/6324398540809237319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2009/09/rawr.html' title=''/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-1150936787649444071</id><published>2009-09-03T21:37:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T23:04:34.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No I'm talking to the TV. Of course I'm talking to you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Since last week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been sleeping very late at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baked weird looking muffins with a weirdo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with the LOVES and realised a few important 人生道理.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made up with an old friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never felt sadder in my whole life excluding all funerals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought a lot about the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone through 1 minor but scary car accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blown a few fuses trying to plan stupid 'Be Yourself' day stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ditto for Teachers' Day presents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought lots of sweets:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stopped myself from yelling at some moron who simply refuses to answer me despite the fact that I'm practically yelling at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Called a lot of people just to say the same thing over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotten new braces-red and yellow to represent Superman's 'S'. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Received a major shocker this very morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Finally believed in the fact that I do have unbelieveable good luck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Proven to Rachel that I am correct. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;An awesome blister on the sole of my very cute left foot. I think its boyfriend's coming too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent a lot of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well. Talk about a busy week. And it hasn't ended yet:/ looking on the bright side, there's less than 24hrs to start of hols:D yes, my counting time quirk.&lt;br /&gt;And my mum just realised that she'll be having 4 deranged kiddos at one another's throats 24/7 for the next 9 days:) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Tuition last night was FANTASTIC:) even though I was really tired at first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falice was really high:) and we both didn't do our homework:P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New guy came and he was really 'shy' at first.&lt;br /&gt;Then Falice and Kailin started telling darn FUNNY jokes and &lt;em&gt;I really thought I was going to die&lt;/em&gt; from nonstop laughing and laughing and laughing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Even the new guy-Glen/Glan- was 'heeheeheehee'-ing away:D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first he was just shaking then when the maggi mee one came, he just 'HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE"ed away:D and that just set me off again.&lt;br /&gt;Ms Chris couldn't take the WW2 one and she threw this super thick book on the floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't look at Ms Chris afterwards without laughing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Was smiling to myself all the way home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Had crazy Captain Ball 2A style today:) Scream on people! HAHAHA:) and of course Paul was performing his Walk with the ball:D &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And Feng Jing got hit on the head by the ball not DURING the game but AFTER the game:) I must laugh at the siao cheena woman with a really cute hairstyle:P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trng was fun but super tiring. Footwork which made me wanna pee in my blue FBTs then monkey which was much better but quite impossible for the '8 in a group's. The 3 defenders one was more fun:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall go and read my Legion of the Superheros Volume 8 now. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Karate Kid rocks&lt;/span&gt;:D not as much as &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alle&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kim Bum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; though&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Thanks Idelle for the advice and listening to my truckloads of crap.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Huiting for listening and screwing up the balloons.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Hazel for the efforts you put in doing the planning and the class tee's design. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you God for all the amazing people in my life and these little miracles around me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-1150936787649444071?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/1150936787649444071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=1150936787649444071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/1150936787649444071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/1150936787649444071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2009/09/no-im-talking-to-tv-of-course-im.html' title='No I&apos;m talking to the TV. Of course I&apos;m talking to you.'/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-4949972355993588186</id><published>2009-08-30T14:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T15:50:04.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My body's aching all over. Especially my back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Had an awesome time yesterday:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Oral was okish, but I still don't understand how I linked WW2 with Kiasuism. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Met with the rest at TM then we lunched at Swensen. Huiting nearly lost her phone for good. God bless the person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Bused to ECP where Andrew, Tiong Han, Benedict, Jin Loong, Baichuan, Lydia, Jocelyn, Idelle and I went cycling while the rest played at the beach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We cycled 21km in 2 hours. The 5km walk took us like 2 hours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;21km! Felt really weird to be walking on my own legs when we took a break:P JinLoong and Benedict looked like they were on clockwork. HAHAHA:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Had a nice heart-to-heart talk with Idelle. Thanks for the advice:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After we returned the bikes, we went to play Captain Ball:) It was fun but the sand hurt my feet. There were sharpish stuff in the sand. And I still don't understand why we had to draw boundaries. After 2 goals, the lines disappear:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Had dinner at Parkway Parade, Ajisen. Benedict was doing his magic tricks again. Saw the card trick that was on Tricky TV.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Took some photos outside and then Jocelyn, Hannah, TiongHan, Baichuan and Huiting lobanged my dad's car and we all went home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Eurgh. Why do we have to dress up for Teachers' Day? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;That's all:) BYE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-4949972355993588186?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/4949972355993588186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=4949972355993588186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/4949972355993588186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/4949972355993588186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-bodys-aching-all-over.html' title=''/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-1888132347972349324</id><published>2009-08-24T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T22:15:15.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The nature doesn't believe in similarity. It creates every human being with a unique quality or feature. Even twins are different to each other in many ways. We need to identify our unique quality and develop it further to outshine others. Here we become superior to others. Therefore inferiority complex is irrational. If you have one unique quality that is superior to others how can you be inferior? In spite of this truth many persons suffer from the misery of inferiority complex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Biggest Hurdle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly persons develop inferiority complex when they are obsessed with their weaknesses. They always keep thinking that others are superior to them. They often get nervous while talking to others - especially if the opposite person is talking confidently. It is difficult for them to appear before an interview board. They perspire, their mind gets clouded and speaking normally becomes a herculean task for them. Inferiority complex becomes their biggest hurdle on the way to success or progress. Fortunately they can get rid of this problem easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is Your Unique Quality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write down your good qualities or plus points on a paper. Spare some time to think about the quality or ability that is better than others. And try to develop that quality as much as you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have your own views on several matters and you like to write then start writing. Maintain a diary or register for it and write daily. You can also write in the file created in your computer. You can try to get some of your creations printed in newspapers or magazines. If your voice is sweet you can impress others by polite talk. You can also learn singing. You may even learn to play on any musical instrument in case you have a desire. If you are good at making drawing or painting then shine this ability by adequate training and practice. Join an art and painting school. If you have interest in computer then learn it by joining an academy. If you love solving the sums then aim to become master of mathematics. People will definitely recognize your talent and you will be admired. It will also help you to make a good career in the field of your interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Miraculous Effect On Personality&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is rule of the nature that every one has something unique in him or her. When you improve its strength by regular study and practice a feeling will develop in your heart that you are better than so many other persons at least in one field. You can't even imagine at present the miraculous effect it will have on your personality. You will start gaining confidence and gradually become free from inferiority complex. Your negative thinking about yourself built this complex and the strength of your unique trait will dismantle it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Use Affirmation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Norman Vincent Peale, one of the greatest motivators and advocates of positive thinking in America, affirmations have immense power over our personality. We can also use them to weaken the grip of inferiority complex. Here is a good affirmation to help you to gain confidence and come out of the clutches of inferiority complex: "I am a unique creation of God. I have many good qualities. I love myself. My positive mind will help me to attain my aim in life" Repeat it 10 times before going to sleep and after getting up in the morning. Your inferiority complex will fly away from you in a short period. &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;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.pickbrains.com/articles/curse-of-the-inferiority-complex"&gt;http://www.pickbrains.com/articles/curse-of-the-inferiority-complex&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;See, the information that you need is all here:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ENJOY:D and yes you DO HAVE an inferiority complex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Trust me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-1888132347972349324?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-5192563655878146482</id><published>2009-08-23T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T22:06:34.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No words.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thank you for the trust you put in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-5192563655878146482?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/5192563655878146482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=5192563655878146482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/5192563655878146482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/5192563655878146482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2009/08/no-words.html' title='No words.'/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-4485365199274085691</id><published>2009-08-22T21:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T22:12:07.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You are only young once, but you can be immature for a lifetime.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;There are many words that I can use to describe you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;To list a few:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Fun.Caring.Loving.Bitchy.Smartass.Beautiful.Confident.Funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;But I think I'll stick with good ol' silence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Because there just isn't a word good enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks best friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy birthday.&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/7790655847459410786-4485365199274085691?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/4485365199274085691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=4485365199274085691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/4485365199274085691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/4485365199274085691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-are-only-young-once-but-you-can-be.html' title='You are only young once, but you can be immature for a lifetime.'/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-4288801365164481393</id><published>2009-08-21T21:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T22:11:07.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As flimsy as it gets.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I have two Salonpas stinking plasters on my right arm+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am confused about something I refuse to share+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I want to drink juice+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I need 26 hours in a day+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am pissed at people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;= Really bad mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;this week has been a eventful week. wow. Hi all the xiong di.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;BYE. Off I go to figure out people and their problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-4288801365164481393?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/4288801365164481393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=4288801365164481393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/4288801365164481393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/4288801365164481393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2009/08/as-flimsy-as-it-gets.html' title='As flimsy as it gets.'/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-8993294243647560509</id><published>2009-08-10T12:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T13:47:37.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O Godigoden!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My sister looks like Ah Wang!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Happy Birthday Joanne and Tiong Han!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Managed to fully wake up today only when my head, two pillows and my handphone vibrated. Had breakfast before using com:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Waiting for mum to come home before going Ion later:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;BYE:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-8993294243647560509?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/8993294243647560509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=8993294243647560509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/8993294243647560509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/8993294243647560509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2009/08/o-godigoden.html' title='O Godigoden!'/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-3809929715510193513</id><published>2009-08-08T16:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T16:58:10.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If it wasn't for that time we spent together.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I would like to do lots of stuff now to some people but due to a bloody logical mind, I have to refrain from doing so. Besides, it might just be me being an ass. either that or you're the donkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't really have anything to say now except that the enemy has surrendered due to peer pressure:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now I'm really sian. Saw some post on a blog that made me chao bushuang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The below paragraph contains lots of bushuangness and slappable crap. Skip it if you can't be bothered to make your eyes drier from staring at the screen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Start of rant-&lt;br /&gt;It's just plain weird and frustrating how people can go MIA during this sort of stuff and then when they finally comment on it, they tell it all to people not involved.&lt;br /&gt;Don't know if you people know that the rest of us actually put in effort for this but it's just plain rude and insensitive to put the whole idea down behind their backs. If it wasn't cos you thought I overheard, you would have never told me too. I don't mind the fact that you don't like the idea but I'm upset cos you didn't tell the rest of us about your opinions and in fact, shared them with unrelated people!&lt;br /&gt;-End of rant-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I won't answer any questions asked about this on the cbox or just simply online. In fact, I won't talk about it to anyone who I don't want to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;So there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-3809929715510193513?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/3809929715510193513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=3809929715510193513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/3809929715510193513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/3809929715510193513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2009/08/if-it-wasnt-for-that-time-we-spent.html' title='If it wasn&apos;t for that time we spent together.'/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-4197974550649713434</id><published>2009-08-07T17:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T19:11:45.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I the master here or you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Didn't go shopping in the end cause retribution decided to find Huiting for ponning school:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister attempted murder on me yesterday, involving a staircase and random leg:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;National day celebrations were ok just really boring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I was devising evil and painful ways to silence the 2 blubbering idiots in front of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Realised that Yi Xuan wasn't wearing specs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Just proved how bored I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked to Wenxin for a while before looking for Rachel during Tree-Planting Ceremony. Then we handed in the English assignment to Mrs Koh and went to concourse for photo taking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Killed my own back trying to do 'S'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end we decided to do something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chionged off after phototaking then Huiting smsed me when I was going "OH SHIT OH SHIT" to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home after getting lunch and KFC smoothie. WHY DON'T HAVE CARAMEL ONE:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch while watching Rupert Bear with my siao "RUPERT-BEAR, RUPERT-BEAR!"-singing brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Let him kop a lot of my food before asking him for the money he owned me:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fell asleep after reading a book. Woke up only when XiJia moved the fan away. What's wrong with the weather sia? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Bargained with her until I got more of the wind and then fell back onto the sofa and hit my head. Ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Slept somemore until Mum came home and "Aiyo! Ximin, 你跟我一样臭!" :P&lt;br /&gt;Went to bathe and then used com until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder how did Rachel's trng go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. The stupid headache that comes everytime I stare at the computer screen for too long like kana hypothesized is currently knocking on my door. I shall hide in the toilet now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Romeo and Juliet has damm lot of funny dialog. :) HAHA:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-4197974550649713434?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/4197974550649713434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=4197974550649713434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/4197974550649713434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/4197974550649713434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2009/08/am-i-master-here-or-you.html' title='Am I the master here or you?'/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-6249415449702847820</id><published>2009-08-06T22:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T23:03:54.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prick love for pricking:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Here I am again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After getting on the bed and getting a sms from Huiting and getting out of bed just to read her blog. What a nice sweet friend I am:) I ROCK. Huiting admit it:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;School was fun today:) I'm good at zi-highing haha:D Won 3 packets of Twisties in English! "The secret of getting ahead is getting started." Thanks Shaunie:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Must have used up my quota of happiness/energy/highness by the end of school cos I got darn siannned out before trng. Gave one of the Twisties to Huiting and we just chattered mindlessly at the stairs:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Trng itself was fun:) did some game that was super like rugby. Yiping and Lydia banged into me and it was all really WHOA! after that. Felt like I was being mugged when I was banging people myself:P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and I just let myself rattle on and on and on when I promised to not blog more than 5 lines!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Going to bed again:) I need to recharge for tmr! I sound like Night:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Why did they 'kill' Night:( He was cute:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;-blinks really slowly-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-6249415449702847820?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/6249415449702847820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=6249415449702847820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/6249415449702847820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/6249415449702847820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2009/08/prick-love-for-pricking.html' title='Prick love for pricking:D'/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-7201028409711761255</id><published>2009-08-05T18:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T18:42:26.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give chase.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;lalala:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohho, I am so darn hungry and dinner only starts in 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna spam post pictures but can't be bothered to get my handphone now. so maybe later I guess:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was fun today:) Mr Hadam(sp?) didn't come today so I was reading through maths.&lt;br /&gt;Then in Elit, we did Victory group work- all we did was decide whose point of view to work on:D&lt;br /&gt;Did lots of doodling and now Momo and Popo have just joined Bob, Sam, Willy, G.L and Johnny:) Haha, XinJie was AWESOME in the skit her group did in English. I shall call her Elizabeth from now but she'll probably roll her eyes at me and start chasing after me to pull out my shirt:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FF-ing and facebooking at the same time now. Facebook's lagging my whole com:/ Irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. my stomach and my mum are collaborating to get me down for dinner:) I shall ditch Blogger, FaceBook and FF now for wonderful yummylicious curry and buns:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-7201028409711761255?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/7201028409711761255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=7201028409711761255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/7201028409711761255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/7201028409711761255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2009/08/give-chase.html' title='Give chase.'/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-6134164897210141481</id><published>2009-07-28T21:58:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T22:47:26.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guy's a major dick</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;HAHAHA:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FF-ing right now:) and my imagination is taking me way too far down. Can't wait for the end! Though I'll most likely just keep rereading and rereading it:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did something really stupid just now when I was bathing. Soap got into my left eye and I tried to wash it off by opening the wrong tap and rubbing it with soapy hands so now I have a bloody red and painful eye:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't blog properly. I'm too distracted by this world and all its beautiful miracles:) haha, after one and a half hours, I only manage to post this much. Reminds me of the speed I do algebra questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, my mum wants to sleep now. I shall be a fantastic daughter for once and switch off the com, leaving her to her long-awaited slumber:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-6134164897210141481?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/6134164897210141481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=6134164897210141481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/6134164897210141481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/6134164897210141481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2009/07/guys-major-dick.html' title='Guy&apos;s a major dick'/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-7618369270798438907</id><published>2009-07-24T13:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T13:26:09.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What if</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The world's saddest two words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Didn't go to school today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;only one member of the family went out to 'work' today. The rest of us excluding mum who's in Maccau now, partied the whole day. Just joking. things are really sleepy and dead here with me as the only fully awake person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;:) -cos I didn't have to go do DNT which is officially my least liked subject now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;:( -cos we were going to celebrate Paul's birthday today and the sweets are with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;oh well. facebooked for a while and now I'm just wasting my time blogging on a blog nobody reads. real smart don't you think?:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Organising games for Nat's birthday bash on 19/9. What sort of games do kids play? hmm.now I feel old:P so far I got whacko with soft sword, musical chairs, treasure hunt maybe and a whole long list of modified games. now to choose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Holy crap. I left my PE shorts in school! It's gonna stink on monday:/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;that's that for now. I shall go and bust my guts listening to my sister call me a hypocrite and all sorts of names I wonder where she got them from. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;BYE:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-7618369270798438907?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/7618369270798438907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=7618369270798438907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/7618369270798438907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/7618369270798438907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-if.html' title='What if'/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-3764487656936259946</id><published>2009-07-16T21:29:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T22:20:47.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You never know what's lurking around the corner</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;One more day to that two glorious days I live for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;DNT sucks. I ain't doing that drawing crate thingy:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tuition was raving fun:D in a really unexpected way:) Jing Wen, Falice, KaiLin and I were gossiping like housewives with Teacher Chris! haha and G.G is a FGB:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;MeiYi and I both agree that training itself is fun but the feeling of having training later on sucks. Does that make sense to you? :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Slept for 1 hr+ before sister's horrible piano playing woke me up and I had to do my chores:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Blasted music to get rid of the throbbing feeling in my head. Dinner, went to get 2L Ribena for Ms Ng:D had a hard time deciding which one to get. 1L or 2L? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;XiJia got embarassed cos I was saying the functions of the male reproductive organs and there was a couple behind us:P LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Now I shall study Science instead of blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Just some awesome pictures I found online before going off to memorise STDs' symtoms:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bmcnN5hQZhw/Sl8veF45N7I/AAAAAAAAACI/qJO2bt_jlWM/s1600-h/earthrise.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359054275617568690" style="WIDTH: 363px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 322px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bmcnN5hQZhw/Sl8veF45N7I/AAAAAAAAACI/qJO2bt_jlWM/s320/earthrise.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's our Earth there:) This photo's named Earthrise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bmcnN5hQZhw/Sl8vxDExeCI/AAAAAAAAACQ/NW--IPNo7-M/s1600-h/the+kiss+at+Times+Square.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359054601279600674" style="WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 335px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bmcnN5hQZhw/Sl8vxDExeCI/AAAAAAAAACQ/NW--IPNo7-M/s320/the+kiss+at+Times+Square.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Taken at the end of WW2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The sailor in the photo went arnd kissing every girl he encountered &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and this nurse slapped him for that kiss:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bmcnN5hQZhw/Sl8zYkRw-YI/AAAAAAAAACY/H1sEqIWeXfc/s1600-h/together.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359058578742245762" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bmcnN5hQZhw/Sl8zYkRw-YI/AAAAAAAAACY/H1sEqIWeXfc/s320/together.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;nothing much to say here. Just thought it was cute:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmcnN5hQZhw/Sl80fn-BHyI/AAAAAAAAACg/eiY1MLubhDM/s1600-h/wow.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359059799503871778" style="WIDTH: 388px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmcnN5hQZhw/Sl80fn-BHyI/AAAAAAAAACg/eiY1MLubhDM/s320/wow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This one's my favourite:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmcnN5hQZhw/Sl81epkKv1I/AAAAAAAAACo/0gbaY0PBvCU/s1600-h/flowers-and-guns.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359060882264080210" style="WIDTH: 353px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmcnN5hQZhw/Sl81epkKv1I/AAAAAAAAACo/0gbaY0PBvCU/s320/flowers-and-guns.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;FLOWER POWER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'll post the rest next time:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;BYE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-3764487656936259946?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/3764487656936259946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=3764487656936259946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/3764487656936259946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/3764487656936259946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-never-know-whats-lurking-around.html' title='You never know what&apos;s lurking around the corner'/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bmcnN5hQZhw/Sl8veF45N7I/AAAAAAAAACI/qJO2bt_jlWM/s72-c/earthrise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-329775610285037927</id><published>2009-07-14T21:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T22:12:48.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It makes absolutely no sense to me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can't sustain a blog. LOL:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jumper is a damm good book. Really. Dunno about the movie though:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;School's boring. I hate maths.I hate waking up damm early. Urgh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;managed to get out of tuition yesterday but then tmr's another tuition day. Great, I have 30+ questions which I have only completed 10+ and killed billions of millions of brain cells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mum requested for like hundred songs and I finally found all except for one or two:) the sense of accomplishment:) Hahaha:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Been thinking about CB girls recently:) Just realised that Idelle and Victoria used to get high over the Alex Rider series:) and I just got hooked:D yay random weirdness. Now I really want to high with them:/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;no trng again for this week. I wonder if it's a good or bad thing. I'm getting really lazy:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;kay. not continuing with my nonsensical ramblings. Sometimes I don't know why I keep a barely alive blog for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Until I find the urge to blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;BYE:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-329775610285037927?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/329775610285037927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=329775610285037927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/329775610285037927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/329775610285037927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2009/07/it-makes-absolutely-no-sense-to-me.html' title='It makes absolutely no sense to me.'/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-180188994189582234</id><published>2009-06-30T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T15:53:23.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;HELLO:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'M HAPPY:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;randomness!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-180188994189582234?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/180188994189582234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=180188994189582234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/180188994189582234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/180188994189582234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2009/06/hellod-im-happy-randomness.html' title=''/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-3172465363013682264</id><published>2009-06-29T21:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T21:26:02.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;lifeless blog once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda want to go back to school where there isn't so much homework. damm heymath and enjoyedu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw this really sweet poem and I thought it was super meaningful. THE POWER OF SILENCE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'The Quiet World'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an effort to get people to look&lt;br /&gt;into each other's eyes more,&lt;br /&gt;the government has decided to allot&lt;br /&gt;each person exactly one hundred&lt;br /&gt;and sixty-seven words, per day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the phone rings, I put it&lt;br /&gt;to my ear without saying hello.&lt;br /&gt;In the restaurant I point&lt;br /&gt;at chicken noodle soup. I am&lt;br /&gt;adjusting well to the new way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late at night, I call my long&lt;br /&gt;distance lover and proudly say&lt;br /&gt;I only used fifty-nine today.&lt;br /&gt;I saved the rest for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she doesn't respond, I know&lt;br /&gt;she's used up all her words&lt;br /&gt;so I slowly whisper I love you,&lt;br /&gt;thirty-two and a third times.&lt;br /&gt;After that, we just sit on the line&lt;br /&gt;and listen to each other breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Jeffrey McDaniel&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havent written a single word for my poem yet. I don't wanna talk about how drugs kill and stuff. I wanna write something happy:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmcnN5hQZhw/Ski_g2qLR3I/AAAAAAAAACA/PV-Pe5ocmDc/s1600-h/cloud.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352738728278968178" style="WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmcnN5hQZhw/Ski_g2qLR3I/AAAAAAAAACA/PV-Pe5ocmDc/s320/cloud.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Something only God can create.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;that's it for now I guess. maybe another post tmr:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Is it just me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-3172465363013682264?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/3172465363013682264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=3172465363013682264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/3172465363013682264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/3172465363013682264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2009/06/lifeless-blog-once-again.html' title=''/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmcnN5hQZhw/Ski_g2qLR3I/AAAAAAAAACA/PV-Pe5ocmDc/s72-c/cloud.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-6280267439331578599</id><published>2009-05-27T22:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T07:33:09.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I do know how you feel.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hello.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Life's slowing down now since the holidays started. Other than trng and some lunching, I just read and sleep. :) just the life I want:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Lala, wont be posting so much about my life now that it's the holidays since every day is very much the same unless some fun event happens:) so don't expect much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;oh and tuition isn't that bad. even though we started off on the wrong foot, well. and my teacher was WenXin's teacher last year! Haha, we were talking about her:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ok, I guess that's it. Going to Feng Jing's hse after trng for science project to learn all about preventing pregnancy XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-6280267439331578599?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/6280267439331578599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=6280267439331578599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/6280267439331578599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/6280267439331578599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-do-know-how-you-feel.html' title='I do know how you feel.'/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-1351493263813430761</id><published>2009-05-27T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T22:44:22.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ifailedmymathsandgotlastinclass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty much sick of advice on doing better and bucking up. 1 more time I hear someone say 'ximin. you need to try harder. You can do better and you know it too.' or the phrase 'Buck up', I am going to simply walk off. To hell with it.&lt;br /&gt;Heard 8 adults tell me about how smart I actually am and "it's your attitude." crap since the weekend(Guess what happens when you put one mother with a lot of her female relatives together) and my dad and mum won't stop too. Every conversation that lasts more than 4 sentences, my results would get dragged in and I'll just sian out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;As if I wouldn't know that I need to push myself. Since I'm the heck-care one in this wonderful 'results is all' world of yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. minimal emocrap from now. The world has enough crap already.&lt;br /&gt;Next post should be by end of this week. I'll try to blog about happy things:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-1351493263813430761?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/1351493263813430761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=1351493263813430761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/1351493263813430761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/1351493263813430761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2009/05/ifailedmymathsandgotlastinclass.html' title=''/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-4081377071838325593</id><published>2009-05-14T17:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T18:57:42.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not what feels right but what is right.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;:( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Updates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out early early in the morning to temples with family:) was smsing Nathan the pig:D&lt;br /&gt;Met with Ahma and cousins at the last temple where we ate and MAGIC TRICKS! hahahaha, Nathaley still can't figure out how:)&lt;br /&gt;United Square with Ahma and Beverley:) wasn't all that fun cos I wanted to go home and study but the food made it ok:) Ahma and I were liaotian-ing like crazy since we were kinda sianned by the rest. I kana pangseh by sisters! Hmpf. But it was fun:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home and mugged for science. sit until backache :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to library with Dad and Xijia:) wanted to study in the library but got no table and the books were super distracting so Xijia and I went down to Macdonalds:)&lt;br /&gt;Random red shirt woman was like "if you want to study, you should come during Monday to Friday." Whatever:P&lt;br /&gt;Bought lots of fries and Xijia was like "I wanna go buy!" cos of the cute boy at the counter. LOL XD&lt;br /&gt;Managed to finish quite a bit but Xijia didn't really study cos I kept talking to her:P haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to Ahma's hse to pick family and Ahma before going to Xiang Gang Jie for Mothers' Day dinner. Got cheated lor, ask us wait there so long...&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was ok but got kinda pissed by camera phones snapping away at me. say whatever you like but it's rude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studystudystudy.&lt;br /&gt;mugmugmug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese was chao boring. Was asleep half the time :P&lt;br /&gt;Home Econs: Did our own stuff while Mrs Phua talked to each group. Well, PW wasn't all fun and laughter but still, it was quite enjoyable except _____.&lt;br /&gt;One period of Home econs went to Mrs Koh for English which was just LOLed all the way:) Xiao Qian and I were laughing our heads off for no good reason:) Like half of the class, I didn't bring my vocab worksheet, so up we went. Realised the worksheet wasn't in my bag and started laughing again. HAHAHA:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEL was taken by Mrs Phua. She told us her life story. For inspiration I think. Went home with XinJie, Joel and Daniel. XinJie walked off halfway cos she 'couldn't stand Daniel'. XD Bought lunch and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start of MYES! History was ok, surprisingly. Didn't really forget alot of stuff:D&lt;br /&gt;Chinese was screwed. The compre was quite difficult and I forgot how to write 'she chi' :(&lt;br /&gt;Lunched with Charmaine at 85 before 69-ing home:) Thanks Charmaine for walking with me XD&lt;br /&gt;Reached home and fell asleep while studying Terminal Velocity.&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;"&gt;THURSDAY!&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;"&gt;Science was so-so but the velocity questions were :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;English! I didn't like the passage at all. So boring. Anw, I think I missed out on some points for the summary :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;69-ed home with Huiting and Serene. Met Jasmine on the overhead bridge:D stole her wallet and saw her very ugly ezlink!haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Revised for maths but couldn't really focus since I was thinking '24 hours later!' Haha. Went to sleep again at 4 :P&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;"&gt;TODAY!&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;"&gt;What else can I say about the paper? It's maths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fast-forward to 10am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last minute plans with Amanda and XinJie to go to Bedok Library.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Had charsiew rice at a random place. BANDONG! hehe:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Read &lt;em&gt;Disguise&lt;/em&gt; in the library. It's about this girl dressing up as a boy during WW2 for safety reasons. Quite interesting:) And Xinjie, that AIDS book doesn't belong to me!&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;"&gt;The three of us were eww-ing at &lt;em&gt;Daddy's little girl&lt;/em&gt; which is kinda bian tai. Left the library at arnd 2 I think:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bused home after buying a carrot cake:) super delicious:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and that's the end of updates:)&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;"&gt;yay! MYEs over le!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and Nathan, I mean it. Let's go out and play! no 'jkjk' :) Xijia wants to go too! haha.&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;"&gt;lalala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-4081377071838325593?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/4081377071838325593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=4081377071838325593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/4081377071838325593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/4081377071838325593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2009/05/not-what-feels-right-but-what-is-right.html' title='Not what feels right but what is right.'/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-3273838322728468936</id><published>2009-05-01T00:14:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T18:04:03.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so you wanna stead?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA:)&lt;br /&gt;JUST JOKING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalala, this week has been quite ok:D I made a new friend! He's really nice and looks like a PIG! jkjk:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TUESDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The English compo was really ok. Easy, in fact since I have done it before:D GOODBYE! hahaha, this is like the 3rd time I'm doing it:)&lt;br /&gt;The newspaper report took me a bit more time. Couldn't really figure out what to write and the topic wasn't even interesting :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrote freaking long sihan since I suddenly found a lot of crap to write and ended up screwing my zuowen since I didn't have enough time to give it a complete ending D: could have written another 4 or 5 paragraphs leh... ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was raining crazily by the time the exams ended. Being the crazy person I am, I managed to persuade the not so soggy Soggy to go with me since we were sharing umbrella. So we braved the winds and rain to chiong to the ChangCheng where we were pleasantly surprised by the fact that the gate was closed. NOTE: I used the word closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back into shelter and stood there with the quite soggy Soggy and Rachel, wondering what we should do. In the end we fooled arnd at the piano and when we walked to the gate, we realised that it wasn't locked at all. went arnd the whole neighbourhood for Xinjie's bubble tea and btw, Xinjie, you still own me $8.50 :D haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;By the time I actually reached home, it was 2.30 liao. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;No piano so it was super shuang:D haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WEDNESDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History test was so-so. hopefully, I won't fail:P&lt;br /&gt;PE! Played badminton doubles with Celine against Charmaine and Amanda. FUN! haha:D&lt;br /&gt;Can't really remember what happened for the day le:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THURSDAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed back after school for maths. Damm sian. I was like the last to finish my maths which killed more than half of my cutecute brain cells :) Helped Cerys with her Art before going home together. She's quite nice actually:) Had dinner and the usual banter with sisters before high-ing with bro XD damm funny:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FRIDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nearly couldn't wake up but thanks to a msg from Nathan, I woke up with a vibrating head:P Bathed, changed, packed stuff before heading for T1 with Huiting love:) walked arnd cos we thought Bakerzin was kinda crowded. Saw this really chio necklace thingy! I WANT!!! Huiting got trapped by the auntie with a black 'twilight' necklace 'that can be tied in many different ways'. XD bwahahaha, and she was giving me this 'wth?' look:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went uniqlo but the clothes in there are like seriously ex. Not something I can afford.&lt;br /&gt;In the end when we went down to Bakerzin, there was a queue that wasn't there before. super sianned out by that so we trained to simei for 18chefs! so long never go le...&lt;br /&gt;Had some chicken sausage with loads of tomato sauce thingy. Was quite good:) Got the Strawberry Mango smoothie which froze my brain and it was chao tiring to suck on the straw since the drink was really thick:P Went to Artserve with Huiting for her team shirt before calling dad to fetch us home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Slept for super long at home and had McSpicy for dinner:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;SATURDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;going straight to dinnertime:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Had a minor conflict on the car with my sister which ended with her caressing my face with her foot. Super pissed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dinner at No Signboard restaurant to celebrate Mothers' Day since JiuJiu was in Singapore. I love the name:) Hello, my name is No Name:D hahaha, can you imagine your teacher's face if you say that to her/him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Wasn't really in a good mood especially since the food took kinda long and I was really hungry and bored. The crab was nice even though I had only one piece. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After joking about some smelly ______s, we all headed home. Bathed, went to sleep. Was surprisingly tired:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUNDAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Went to Courts and Ang Mo Kio Library in the afternoon with dad and Xijia when Xiya and Xizheng go for tuition at Ahma's hse. Dad wanted to buy some shaver thingy and I wanted to buy my memory card for my brain XD just joking. but dad couldn't find it so we went off to buy my phone memory card while eating too-sweet ripple icecream:) yay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Stayed in the library until 5.17pm:D and before we entered the library, some guy at the entrance was like taking down our particulars for the swine flu thingy I guess:) borrowed 2 books and finished one in the library:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Had dinner at Ahma's hse and then watched tv with Shaunie, Zhengie, Beverley and DaJiuJiu:) Can't remember who was also in the room :P Was super diao-ed by Shaunie and ErJiuJiu XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Eh, your Kyrios going to fall le."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"No lah, it's holding the glass."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Yalor, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;小孩子不知道就不要乱乱说.&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;LOL:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hehe, Paiseh, this post was started like 3 days ago and I only posted it today:P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ok, must JIAYOU for MYE people:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;byebye, going to Shell petrol station le XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I didn't know I was that scared to lose you. wow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-3273838322728468936?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/3273838322728468936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=3273838322728468936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/3273838322728468936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/3273838322728468936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-you-wanna-stead.html' title='so you wanna stead?'/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-3463770867763224892</id><published>2009-04-24T18:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T18:37:13.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sorry for the long pause:) was busy with loads of stuff:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY LEE JIN LOONG!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock on, 'Professor' Lee! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry I can't go for the celebrations. Enjoy yourselves kay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess PTC didn't end too badly except that Cai Lao Shi told my mum that I always look very tired in class. duh, cos her lesson boring! :P&lt;br /&gt;no trng until 19 may I think. now got a lot of free time on my hands:D yay! but I kinda miss trng at times:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, tmr got dental nia... tsk, wanted to continue practising badminton with Huiting.&lt;br /&gt;and do not believe anything that Rachel posted on her blog about me! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for now I guess. Bye:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-3463770867763224892?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/3463770867763224892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=3463770867763224892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/3463770867763224892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/3463770867763224892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2009/04/sorry-for-long-pause-was-busy-with.html' title=''/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-8144645997253406065</id><published>2009-04-17T20:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T21:34:56.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EMO POST ALERT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Stop reading if you are already having a bad day.&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;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this week was seriously horrible. My life is like really aimless. and now I think something I've been dreading is going to happen and it really breaks my heart. It's the same thing just that the person has changed and this time I think it's gonna hurt real bad. Damn it. I don't know how to really connect with ______ like how we used to and yet it still feels like we're ok. Is this really the end?&lt;br /&gt;and it doesn't help when chewing gum is all around and I can't get rid of it / &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;my ankle keeps kissing the floor and the pain goes up the calf / I don't know if it's ok or not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;RAWR.&lt;br /&gt;ok. I can't post anything good now. I'll blog something &lt;em&gt;nice and happy&lt;/em&gt; during the weekend instead. bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-8144645997253406065?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/8144645997253406065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=8144645997253406065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/8144645997253406065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/8144645997253406065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2009/04/emo-post-alert-stop-reading-if-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-6601408254345999300</id><published>2009-04-04T16:19:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T23:56:50.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'M BACK!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, reopening my blog now:D since I kinda missed the whole thing :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MONDAY! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JASMINE!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Couldn't wake up in the morning. My hei yan quan all come out and have party le D: School was sleepy cos I kept blanking out for some reason. Learnt about similarity and congruence(sp?) during Maths which was like huh? since I can't remember what SAS, RHS and all the other weird letters are :/&lt;br /&gt;English we did the newspaper report corrections. NC Koh loves wasting time. Xiao Qian and I were like being sadist:) Mama! HAHA:D History was ok. Learnt about Operation Sook Ching. wonder why it's named Sook Ching?&lt;br /&gt;anw, the fun part of the day comes after school:D Huiting and I went to celebrate JASMINE's birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met her at the void deck before 291-ing to TM where we went to check the movietimes. Decided to go and eat at 18chefs first since Jasmine and I were starving :o Had the usual creamy mango and then as we were waiting for the food, Huiting and I went to get RUM BALLS that we 'baked'! haha. Got my ankle guard too. For photos, refer to Huiting's blog:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched the movie Unborn. Damm scary D: and we were like the only people talking in the theater, not that there were a lot of people which made the movie scarier... Huiting didn't watch like half the movie and I was covering my eyes with my jacket's sleeve since Jasmine stole my jacket.&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, we went to This Fashion where I saw the cardigan I really wanted to get but then got no money and it looked kinda funny too. 69-ed home and had some fish my mum left for me:P Showered before watching some tv.&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't sleep again. thanks to the movie and some random stuff :/ woke up at 3+ and saw the half-opened door. I freaked and switched on the light before singing myself to a semiconcious state :P then at 4.30 someone switched off the light and I finally fell asleep :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;TUESDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing significant happened during lessons except that we got 9/10 for the Diet Analyser thing during Home Econ :D&lt;br /&gt;Trng started at 3 and we went for a run on a new route-straight down the hill and around the MRT station before meeting Coach halfway up the hill.&lt;br /&gt;Did 5 sets of the following UP the slope: knee lifts, striding(sp?) and double-legged hopping&lt;br /&gt;Then we did 10 sets of sprinting. Punishment for last 2 of every team of 3 was 50 leg raises. Died while doing like less than 50 D:&lt;br /&gt;Learnt how to turn before landing. Well, at least tried to learn. I was huh? all the time:P more drills before dismissal.&lt;br /&gt;Dad picked me up and we sent Charisse to the MRT station. Had dinner and chionged to piano lesson which was quite interesting since we did scales which I have more confidence in since I didn't practise my pieces:P Jiafeng was there too and we talked about SYFs and stuff. Learnt a cool camera trick from Aunty Shirley's husband who was nice:D And and and we sang hymns! I felt God's presence really strongly and wanted to cry. I let the thorns grow too much D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;WEDNESDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Got kinda sianned out in the morning by the fact that there was trng and my legs were aching. Fell asleep on the way to school which was a first :)&lt;br /&gt;English was great since NC Koh didn't come and Xinjie and I were crappping about Ah Eng and his wonderful broom:] Amanda did presentation for History and we went through more about Japanese Occupation. Had a test during Maths lesson. Finally managed to finish doing(more of panicking) over all the questions. Previous two tests were horrible- I couldn't finish at all. At least I managed to read through all the questions for this test even though I left like 2 questions blank.&lt;br /&gt;Ponned PE and read 1st to Die which was really addictive- finished the book by evening XD&lt;br /&gt;Assembly made me realise that God is really great and He answers prayers in His own way. Thank you God:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trng was ok. Started off with 20 laps slow jog then lunges, kicking, etc. We did high passes after that in teams of 3. I did them with Qiqi and Amanda, funny like crap:P&lt;br /&gt;Did new drill again involving high passes. My high pass like Lop(sp?) leh:P Courtwork-Keeper's throw-in before games. We played 3 quarters I think... Feng Jing, Amanda and I were talking about amusement park rides then make me feel like going to amusement park to take those chao fun rides XD &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;"&gt;Crazy security guard-yes the same one- chased me and KaiRong out of school at 6.30. Damm rude and qian pian. A ex-student was arguing with him and the security guard was like "5 mins later I come back, you better get lost! Graduate already still come back for what?" Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Had tomyam soup for dinner. yum XD Showered then went online for a while before bedtime:) &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:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THURSDAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fell asleep during chinese and made lots of ink blots on my bi ji :/Cai jun jun is really boring. Music was just weird and Art was qian pian. Lots of people cut queue again at the wanton mee stall except this time it was girls D:&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;"&gt;Maths was slack, Ms Ng gave us 3 worksheets to do and we were just slacking away. History was funny. Whole class gave the teacher crap, we kept bombarding her with weird questions XD "What if the principle was Japanese? What does 'provenence'(sp?) mean? You gave us an example, not the meaning."HAHAHA. English was slack too. Xinjie came over to my seat and we were 'discussing' our science presentation:P sick like dunno what liao :O &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;AH ENG and AH HENG! &lt;3&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;"&gt;Stayed back until 3+(?) to do the board which is currently unfinished due to lack of paper. Though we did tell the class to stay back, not really a lot of people stayed so yup. XinJie was "can I paste?"-ing all the way until she left with Charmaine:P Talked to Feng Jing- is your knee ok?-and then asked Rachel to sms Cai laoshi to tell her that we leaving liao. Walked Feng Jing to the church cos she was meeting Meiyi there before 69-ing home. Watched tv and practised exam pieces before showering. PIZZA for dinner! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;TODAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Good Friday:D Thank you Lord for taking all my sins&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;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Full time slacking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Woke up at arnd 12.35 and got out of bed at 1+ :P Mum went to Yima's hse with Xizheng so it was quite quiet today:D cooked instant noodles with chicken with XiYa, I did most of the cooking and she did all the washing up:) Hehe. XiJia came down when we were stirfrying the noodles and chicken. She was like "Oi, why you never cook for me?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Me: sorry arh, you never say. ok lah I share mine with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;XiYa: I thought you say you don't want to cook for her just now cos she crapped alot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HAHAHA:D&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;"&gt;Nothing really interesting happened so now PHOTOS:D just a few random ones:P&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;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmcnN5hQZhw/Sd9h4M73M8I/AAAAAAAAAA4/cLA2XV5TrrU/s1600-h/Cheese!(678).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323080902748091330" style="WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmcnN5hQZhw/Sd9h4M73M8I/AAAAAAAAAA4/cLA2XV5TrrU/s320/Cheese!(678).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kinder Joy! long time never eat liao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bmcnN5hQZhw/Sd9h4LWxlBI/AAAAAAAAABA/xkO1U-L7n8c/s1600-h/Cheese!(680).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323080902324098066" style="WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bmcnN5hQZhw/Sd9h4LWxlBI/AAAAAAAAABA/xkO1U-L7n8c/s320/Cheese!(680).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the toy's nicer now:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmcnN5hQZhw/Sd9l36bQ_PI/AAAAAAAAABQ/f9b5t5SfKZ8/s1600-h/DSC02693.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323085295826042098" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmcnN5hQZhw/Sd9l36bQ_PI/AAAAAAAAABQ/f9b5t5SfKZ8/s320/DSC02693.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PIZZA! the bottom looks weird XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bmcnN5hQZhw/Sd9nvhekLOI/AAAAAAAAAB4/z0CK40NxShE/s1600-h/DSC02703.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323087350713298146" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bmcnN5hQZhw/Sd9nvhekLOI/AAAAAAAAAB4/z0CK40NxShE/s320/DSC02703.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lego tower Marcus, Xiya and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nathalie built XD&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;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bmcnN5hQZhw/Sd9nvW71FZI/AAAAAAAAABw/dBpsp6lUMgg/s1600-h/DSC02695.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323087347883251090" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bmcnN5hQZhw/Sd9nvW71FZI/AAAAAAAAABw/dBpsp6lUMgg/s320/DSC02695.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;KYRIOS!&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;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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You're the first class that has ever sang me the song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-7628297403322551255?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/7628297403322551255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=7628297403322551255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/7628297403322551255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/7628297403322551255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2009/01/thank-you-2a-for-song.html' title=''/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-3412218862360833106</id><published>2009-01-14T18:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T19:52:28.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HELLO! MY COMPUTER IS FINALLY BACK!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! haha, haven't blogged for ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;UPDATES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I'm in AHS Netball team.&lt;br /&gt;2) I'm a Sec 2.&lt;br /&gt;3) I think I will enjoy my class after all.&lt;br /&gt;4) I don't like the new ***** security guard.&lt;br /&gt;5) I need money.&lt;br /&gt;6) I don't understand Direct Proportion at all.&lt;br /&gt;7) I have juniors now!&lt;br /&gt;8) We're playing our first match(against TKGS) on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;9) I'm not prepared yet.&lt;br /&gt;10) I want CNY to come quickly! ANG BAOS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English Teacher: NC Koh&lt;br /&gt;Chinese Teacher/Form teacher: Cai JunJun lao shi&lt;br /&gt;Science Teacher: Mr Lee Jie Han&lt;br /&gt;Maths Teacher: Ms Jennifer Ng&lt;br /&gt;HE Teacher/Co-form: Mrs Phua(Ng) Wei Qi&lt;br /&gt;History Teacher: Mr Yeow&lt;br /&gt;PE Teacher: Mr Lim(?)&lt;br /&gt;Art Teacher: Mrs Neo&lt;br /&gt;Music Teacher: I can't remember her name. It's the same teacher as last year. *yawns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala, I'm still in the holiday mood. die lor, if I still continue like that, I'll never get to get my A1s! LOL i sound like a toot toot leh XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just had dinner just now. Later I'm going to do my revision for Sing to the Dawn before I do my Target Setting thingy. then I shall pack my bag and go and SLEEP! I've been missing out on a lot of sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting way at the back in the middle of the class with Charmaine(sp?) and Sherry next to me. Xiao Qian is right in front of me and Li Ying is like next to Xiao Qian. Feng Jing and Amanda are 2 columms away from me:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. going to post about Taiwan trip in my next post:) Bye:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;whoever allowed you to control my time?&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/7790655847459410786-3412218862360833106?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/3412218862360833106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=3412218862360833106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/3412218862360833106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/3412218862360833106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-my-computer-is-finally-back-yay.html' title=''/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-4270922678658482285</id><published>2008-12-27T10:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T10:31:05.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;HELLO!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm in the Taiwan's airport right now, waiting for my flight which is at like 11+?Anw, a belated MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL! Going to blog about my week in Taiwan when I get my nice old computer back so you just have to wait! Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;damm sian now and like a bit sad cos I just read someone's blog and the contents made me feel really upset like I feel like some stranger reading a random blog even though it's not like that. so I'm just gonna forget this soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I SHALL QUICKLY FLY BACK HOME TO MY LOVE! teehee:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-4270922678658482285?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/4270922678658482285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=4270922678658482285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/4270922678658482285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/4270922678658482285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-im-in-taiwans-airport-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-1341375090445318452</id><published>2008-12-03T11:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T13:55:18.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. What is your full name?&lt;br /&gt;Ng Xi Min:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Are you single?&lt;br /&gt;Nope:P I'm married to Mrs Ng:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What is your favourite number?&lt;br /&gt;Definitely 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.What is/are your favourite colour?&lt;br /&gt;Azure:P it's just a cheem word for blue:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Least favourite colour[s]?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... I don't know leh:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.What are you thinking now?&lt;br /&gt;about getting my siblings to go downstairs and buy some food for me:P I'm hungry XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Are you happy with your life right now?&lt;br /&gt;Happy? nope. Content? yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.What are your favourite subjects in school?&lt;br /&gt;Maths and Geography! not. I like English and Chinese:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you shop at malls?&lt;br /&gt;where else do you shop at?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Where do you wish to be right now?&lt;br /&gt;Having trng at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What should you be doing now?&lt;br /&gt;Doing my maths homework actually...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.Do you have any crush on anyone?&lt;br /&gt;Huiting Lydia Jocelyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.When was the last time you bought a clothing item?&lt;br /&gt;Just yesterday. In Malaysia Holiday plaza, dress shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What was the last thing you drank?&lt;br /&gt;Plain nice water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you hate liars? Do you hate backstabbers?&lt;br /&gt;Umm...Liars? Everyone lies, no matter if its a big lie or a small teeny white lie. so I guess I'm kinda ok with liars as long as they don't lie about those really important stuff. As for backstabbers, I suppose I don't really like them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Can you make yourself sneeze?&lt;br /&gt;Nope XD why would anyone make themselves sneeze?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.Do you fall for people easily?&lt;br /&gt;weird question. why you want to know for? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What does your last text msg read?&lt;br /&gt;Can't tell you. It's private:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Are you too forgiving?&lt;br /&gt;How would I know? I don't really forgive myself all the time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.How many windows are open on your computer?&lt;br /&gt;Two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.Who was your last call from?&lt;br /&gt;My dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.What do you do with most of your time?&lt;br /&gt;Daydreaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.Will you &amp;amp; your ex get back again?&lt;br /&gt;not applicable to me :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.Do you sleep with the TV on?&lt;br /&gt;Yup but only if there's someone else watching the tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Which of your close friends live the closest?&lt;br /&gt;HUITING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.Which item could you not live without during the day?&lt;br /&gt;definitely the TV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Would you share a drink with a stranger?&lt;br /&gt;If I'm really thirsty, yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.How was your weekend?&lt;br /&gt;I'm having it now:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.Do you believe ex[s] can be friends?&lt;br /&gt;Probably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. The last person you quarrelled with?&lt;br /&gt;Can't remember. Should be my sis ba..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31.The way to win your heart?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to tell you XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.What did you do last night?&lt;br /&gt;What normal peple do at night: SLEEP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Do you have the same name as one of your relatives?&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34.Are you looking for a boyf/girlf?&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Don't let huiting know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35.One song that is meaningful to you?&lt;br /&gt;Tongue Tied by Faber Drive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36.Do you twirl or scoop your spaghetti?&lt;br /&gt;Twirl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37.Do you drink milk straight from the carton?&lt;br /&gt;yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38.How long is your hair?&lt;br /&gt;Shoulder-length&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39.Do you like batman?&lt;br /&gt;more than I like Superman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40.Who was the last person who told you that they love you?&lt;br /&gt;should be Huiting. Again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41.When was the last time you sang out loud?&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday in the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42.What did you have for breakfast?&lt;br /&gt;I don't take breakfast:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43.Is your birthday on a holiday?&lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44.Can you cook?&lt;br /&gt;Simple stuff, yes:) I got an A for my Home Econs leh :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45.Where did you get the shirt you are wearing?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not wearing a shirt now. I'm wearing a dress:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last troubles you were in?&lt;br /&gt;with my mum for not keeping my stuff properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. wear more?sweats or jeans.&lt;br /&gt;Jeans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. When is your birthday?&lt;br /&gt;26 JANUARY! which is quite an irritating time to have your birthday since newclassmates hardly know you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Do you swear alot?&lt;br /&gt;When I fall, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. What was your first achololic drink?&lt;br /&gt;my first taste: Apple wine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51.Do you have any regrets?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. A LOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Who would you like to see now?&lt;br /&gt;you know who you are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53.Have the cops ever come to your house?&lt;br /&gt;another weirdo question. My neighbour is a policeman and he has come over to our house before. Does that count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Are you a social or anti-social person?&lt;br /&gt;definitely anti-social&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55.Who are your best friends? Are you still friends with them?&lt;br /&gt;I can't answer this first question. but all the people I have ever called my best friend are still friends with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Ever been in love?&lt;br /&gt;If you're talking bout the BGR kinda thing, I don't really know if it can really be called "love"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. Ever had braces?&lt;br /&gt;halfway through it now:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. What do you wear to bed?&lt;br /&gt;Shorts and shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59.Who was the last person who disappointed you?&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. Do you trust people?&lt;br /&gt;I guess so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Who was the first person you talked to today?&lt;br /&gt;My Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Who was the first person who texted you today?&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. what was the first thing you did today?&lt;br /&gt;Opened my eyes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64.Ten people to tag&lt;br /&gt;XiJia&lt;br /&gt;Huiting&lt;br /&gt;Joanne&lt;br /&gt;Idelle&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas&lt;br /&gt;Yiping&lt;br /&gt;Meiyi(if you ever revive your blog)&lt;br /&gt;Angeline&lt;br /&gt;Audrey&lt;br /&gt;Baichuan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-1341375090445318452?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/1341375090445318452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=1341375090445318452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/1341375090445318452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/1341375090445318452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2008/12/1.html' title=''/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-2450873882477757775</id><published>2008-11-12T21:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:49:29.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Finally the mood to post again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;firstly sorry for putting my blog into a coma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;today we went back to shps for the bi-annual mini funfair:D met Jocelyn, Lydia, Huiting, Baichuan, Idelle and Audrey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Then we went to walk arnd the school before going to help Mrs Za at her stall. The talk with the others was really heart-warming and even though my nose felt like it was going crazy, I had quite a pleasant time. And the boys, once again, pangseh-ed Tiong Han for LAN. so mean..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After the funfair, we went back to our old classroom before going to get drinks at Econs(?). We sat down at the playground nearby and Tiong Han, Lydia, Jocelyn and I played around the see-saw which was kinda screwed. instead of going up and down, it kept on slanting to one side:/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tiong Han went back home to get the Bball so that we could play Captain Ball at the badminton court. It was quite fun and sorry Joanne:/ was too hiong le:P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;then it started raining. We went to TiongHan's block to talk and rest. Went off at 4.30pm. _______________ before going home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;when I reached home, I seriously felt like dying. I was cold, wet, sticky, hungry and my nose hurt like shit. bathed before going into a coma on the sofa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mum came home with dinner. But then I didn't feel like eating. got cajoled to eat before I realised how hungry I was. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Watched "Ten Brothers" which was really cute:D now I wanna sleep:P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Bye&lt;/span&gt;:D oh and Joanne, I just went to your blog. Even though I don't know if you will read this, I want you to know that up to now, when I see stuff, usually the first thing that comes to my mind has something to do with the sixtenners and you come up in my head pretty often:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-2450873882477757775?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/2450873882477757775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=2450873882477757775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/2450873882477757775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;History-69 :(&lt;br /&gt;English Literature-60 :(&lt;br /&gt;DNT-73(!)&lt;br /&gt;Home Economics-85(yay!)&lt;br /&gt;Art-78(thanks to Jocelyn)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class postition:25th&lt;br /&gt;Level position:177&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-8099374565670586804?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/8099374565670586804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=8099374565670586804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/8099374565670586804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/8099374565670586804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2008/10/finally-got-my-results-back-liao.html' title=''/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-4734115343050767462</id><published>2008-10-12T13:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T13:58:32.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So it doesn't matter to you if your voicing out of your opinion hurts someone else as long as you get to voice it out</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I desperately need a phone call or a hug from you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-4734115343050767462?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/4734115343050767462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=4734115343050767462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/4734115343050767462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/4734115343050767462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2008/10/so-it-doesnt-matter-to-you-if-your.html' title='So it doesn&apos;t matter to you if your voicing out of your opinion hurts someone else as long as you get to voice it out'/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-4801505546891990288</id><published>2008-10-11T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T23:32:18.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;oh great now I'm a total mess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;EOYs were ok. not as difficult as I expected but not as easy I wanted. For maths, nothing more needs to be said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yesterday was fun though.we-Jocelyn Wenxin Sarah Emily Daphane Meiyi Me- went to Suntec! waited for Wenxin at first until 1050 cos her senior said that they needed to measure them. Then when she came back, it turned out that they didnt take any measurements cos the person would only reach AHS by 12. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;trained there and we were looking at this guy who had a hole in his shirt. like a GIGANTIC one right under his collar. Jocelyn kept on leaning on our arms and everything:P then she went and got chao high again. but that wasn't her climax :P that comes later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When we reached there, we got kinda lost in the sense that we didn't really have an agenda. We were planning on watching a movie, eating, arcade and neoprints but no minor details were planned ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So we wandered around with hungry stomachs growling like madmad bears. walk until not hungy liao before we finally settled for fish&amp;amp;co. All of us went for Fish and chips which was kinda obvious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The food took damm long to prepare and while waiting, meiyi的魂被电视机吸走了:P the fish smelt really nice and the sides were crispy but to tell the truth it was an awkward serving cos two persons sharing wont have enough to eat whereas one person eating it alone will get too full. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;seriously, it got a bit sickening in the end. played with my fries after I got full. we all managed to finish our fish except for Meiyi and Wenxin but most of us didn't finsh our fries. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Daphane was amazing. She finished everything including her soup which she and Emily both ordered one and some of Emily's fries too! and she was the 'small one' in the group... Never judge a book by its cover :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Jocelyn and Meiyi went to get FBTs, Sarah, Emily and Daphane went to check the movie timings and I pulled Wenxin along to look at books before we headed for the Ladies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;went to the arcade and played basketball, racing(!) and the one where you simply have to keep on hitting. I never realised how fun racing could be!:D haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the Neoprints were simply crazy. 7 girls all squashed together and we were all like 'ahhhh', 'wait, i wanna move there!'. lol:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;planned to watch painted skin actually but in the end, we went to watch House Bunny which was ok except for the begining which consisted of boring parts.the ending was kinda expected though. nothing much to say about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;decided to go home after the movie cos we didn't really have anything else to do and I didn't want to be caught in the mad rush hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I think that MRT trains have a way of making people feel the extremes. like you either get really emo or really high. Guess which one applied to Jocelyn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She started laughing at weird stuff continuously and wouldn't stop even after we got off at Tampines. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Walked her home first before walking home. had dinner before the bath and then we headed for the doc. had my vaccination and watched the rest have theirs. Sent Ahma and Shaun home first before going home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;well, I had a small conflict with Shaun in the car and ended up seriously pissed. plunged into my own small dark sad world of music and nothingness until I woke up today at 230pm. kinda surprised that I slept that well:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;did nothing meaningful today and was feeling really restful and like I could handle lots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Until I saw that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;now I'm feeling really cheated and pissed off at you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;allow me to just get this out of my system.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:23%;"&gt;come on you know it just as well as I do that its not like that. I mean you're not exactly the only one who is allowed to have new friends. What about your new special friend who you're also desperately stuck to? I have never said a single thing against her, have I? and ________, I hate it. Like seriously. not because I never played it or anything. but simply just because I'm so sick of your talk about it and the freaking jealousy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you ever think about me when you hear the song we shared?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I know I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-4801505546891990288?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/4801505546891990288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=4801505546891990288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/4801505546891990288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/4801505546891990288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-great-now-im-total-mess.html' title=''/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-2607725916797211712</id><published>2008-10-07T21:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T21:46:34.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three words.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;study study study.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mug mug mug.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;now &lt;strong&gt;destress&lt;/strong&gt; for a while:D haha:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;today's art was ok and we got to keep our paper mache since it was the last art lesson. ours got kept by Mdm Zee. thanks to Jocelyn, Turtleman looks really nice and Hindu-ist:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the guys started kicking around someone's work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; and seriously I think that they're kinda bold in a foolish way. Like hello, we're on the first level! and hell, is sitting at the back of the classroom dangerous when the boys start kicking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;anw dad came to fetch me home and wenxin huiting jocelyn all lobang home. now Jocelyn has my art file and I have hers! lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ate before starting to study Chinese and then got so sian that I dozed off. got woken up by sister's laughter. so creepy :p it's the Science PSLE tmr. time flies. one year has passed and I'm going to be in a new class again next year. Sian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;going to sleep liao. having a headache again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;can I trust you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-2607725916797211712?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/2607725916797211712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=2607725916797211712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/2607725916797211712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/2607725916797211712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2008/10/three-words.html' title='Three words.'/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-5937826212162755529</id><published>2008-10-01T17:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T21:13:43.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sonnet 18 Shall I compare thee to a Summer's day? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;by William Shakespeare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thou art more lovely and more temperate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,&lt;br /&gt;And summer's lease hath all too short a date:&lt;br /&gt;Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,&lt;br /&gt;And often is her gold complexion dimm'd;&lt;br /&gt;And every fair from fair sometime declines,&lt;br /&gt;By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;But thy eternal summer shall not fade&lt;br /&gt;Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in her shade,&lt;br /&gt;When in eternal lines to time thou growest:&lt;br /&gt;So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,&lt;br /&gt;So long lives this and this gives life to thee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is to you, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;OH HUI TING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. My &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summer Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-5937826212162755529?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/5937826212162755529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=5937826212162755529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/5937826212162755529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/5937826212162755529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2008/10/sonnet-18-shall-i-compare-thee-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-393791782524238081</id><published>2008-09-24T21:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T22:13:22.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hello:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;No more tests for this week:D yay! ACC today was quite ok though I guessed some of the answers:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;short short post today:D cos I wanna go and watch teevee:Dhehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Went to Huiting's hse to study today. read books and got irritated by ********. Selfish. Reached home, continued reading until I fell asleep and only woke up when Mum started to ring the doorbell:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Did my chores before dinner then homework time:D finshed zuoye while talking to Mrs Ng:)haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;lalala, end of today:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;byebye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I really don't know how I'll live on without you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-393791782524238081?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/393791782524238081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=393791782524238081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/393791782524238081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/393791782524238081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2008/09/hellod-no-more-tests-for-this-weekd-yay.html' title=''/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-6361089962921435915</id><published>2008-09-20T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T17:19:21.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2m0wDCcABQk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2m0wDCcABQk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is seriously a nice song.just listen to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-6361089962921435915?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/6361089962921435915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=6361089962921435915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/6361089962921435915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/6361089962921435915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-is-seriously-nice-song.html' title=''/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-3082902380179252608</id><published>2008-09-16T20:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T21:02:55.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Superficial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;gah, its my piano exam tmr! and i dont think I practised enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;HAPPY early 13th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; BIRTHDAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LYDIA LEE XUN ZHEN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY PATRICK!&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;just wanted to let you know that you're always in my heart and even though we aren't as close as we used to be, I still love you and just know that you still love me too!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;short post here, going to study for my elit test tmr!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;if you people want to judge me, go ahead. I don't care for your verdict.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;cos you are not exactly important to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-3082902380179252608?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/3082902380179252608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=3082902380179252608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/3082902380179252608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/3082902380179252608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2008/09/superficial.html' title=''/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-8244762086509331323</id><published>2008-09-03T21:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T22:30:12.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;just let me crap for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;my god, what is the problem with me? I am just so upset. i mean it's not exactly the first time I realise how close you two have grown but today, I suddenly feel so scared of losing you. yes, those reassuring voices are echoing the same stuff over and over again but whenever I read that one long paragraph, I feel so insecure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I always thought that the question "if the both of us fall into the sea, who would you rescue first?" really stupid and idiotic. why would people ask this kind of question? now I really want to know your answer to that question yet, I don't dare to ask. What if the answer is the one that I'll hate to hear, that I know would dissolve our friendship just like that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The same thing is just repeating itself again. First, the balancing. The "this will work out, I'm not like others" mindset. The promise. The gradual drifting. The reassurance that "our friendship will never change". The final outburst. The hacker pain that always cracks the password to the most vunerable wound. The memories that feel like they will never fade away but slowly creeps away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't want to go through all of that again, this time without you. I don't want to lose you. Never. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But people change and who knows? Maybe this is the one test we can't get through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;ok, done. don't ask who it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-8244762086509331323?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/8244762086509331323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=8244762086509331323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/8244762086509331323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/8244762086509331323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-let-me-crap-for-while.html' title=''/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-1803125629182891547</id><published>2008-08-28T22:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T11:47:18.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;whee:D jiayou! and I have decided not to think about how dead my blog is:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ala, to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;day's trng was good:) at the end, that is... found out today that I can't dodge and realised that I only play well during certain times. well, may God bless me during the interleague! you must JIAYOU ok?:D ni xing de! its just the pressure, stress and your mood. you are good seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got my results slip back liao. for DNT and Art, I got C leh! oh man, those smart smart people all use these subjects to pull up their score leh. I am the exact opposite!:p nvm, I'll try harder next time! maths and science were a pleasant surprise:D I got A :) haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum was like "aiyo, you must try to pull up the grades for these two hor."&lt;br /&gt;Dad: but she improved for her maths leh. very good liao:D&lt;br /&gt;Me: thank you thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol:D random:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, going skipping tmr then back to SHPS to see the darling chers and then to go out again with the beloved!!!bwhahaha:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I worry I won't see your face light up again&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/7790655847459410786-1803125629182891547?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/1803125629182891547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=1803125629182891547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/1803125629182891547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/1803125629182891547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2008/08/wheed-jiayou-and-i-have-decided-not-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-8500939226293705002</id><published>2008-08-21T18:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T22:45:25.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoosh. this week got no tests at all. wow :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven't had a decent trng session this week too. theres a tyby dry run i think on saturday which is also the day i have my oral exam too. hence the seniors are training the tyby people first. i'm quite ok with that except for the fact that i kinda miss trng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;TODAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, today was nice. got to go to school late and thus the lazy drifty feeling was like all over me. clipped up my fringe cos the darned arm had to flatten the fringe in a weird sort of way:p Jocelyn said that I look like ahma. Huiting and Wenxin say I look ok. I feel that it's much more convenient. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;lessons were ok, just a bit of sleepiness here and there. my calf muscle was like aching like crazy due to ______ :D no one knows but me. no, no one knows but me that the little violin is a magic violin:DD random song that came to my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no gym cos of tyby trng i think so went home with Wenxin, Meiyi and Deborah. reached home and did______ before going for a bath. crap manxx, my legs were like trembling after ______:) haha, finished 'where rainbows end' and started on WX's book. still reading it. sorry XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;well, why did you go and tell me that? I would have been much happier not knowing. And are you me? obviously no, so please don't decide for me. By the way, did you know that it's rude to talk behind others' backs? Great, now you pull me into the continuous circle of pain and hurt. Have youever once thought that I might not want to go, might not want to do this? that I may be hurt by what you say, even if it's true? yes, friends need to be truthful to each other but not to the point where you hurt each other. cos if I were to be that truthful, I can assure you that Within an hour, I'll have you crying. You think that we're close. Truth is, do you know me? well, that is a question we all have to ponder all.How to do that? You tell me. I can't exactly go up to her and just throw it to her straight smack in the face cos I like her. I really do. she notices me like you never do until you're almost losing me which gets tiring after a while. It's not all fun and amazing always having to be the one who listens, who has to be the patient one, who has to be the one who gives in all the time. and ****** is not even around to listen to me talk. She's way too busy with _____. And of all times, the longing for xxxxxxx chooses to strike now and I seriously miss her. WTH, what a mess I created out of a perfectly fine life. To be specific, my wonderful life which I wouldn't have given up for anything just a few months ago. Great, just go ahead and move on. I'm ok with sitting in the mud where you pushed me to. They're all more important than me anyway. You guys can let me down for all the world but won't disappoint them for just one time. fantastic and what did you say I was? oh yeah, letting you down&lt;em&gt; like always. &lt;/em&gt;Forget it, I will always be here, won't I? Just like an idiot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ok, might not be going to trng tmr due to the skipping rope thingy. Gahh, I can't skip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I never knew that it was possible to feel closer to him than to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;What happened? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I won't say; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;that's for sure.&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/7790655847459410786-8500939226293705002?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/8500939226293705002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=8500939226293705002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/8500939226293705002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/8500939226293705002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2008/08/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-2578540367518776020</id><published>2008-08-12T17:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T18:19:59.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;how would I manage to find all the crap worksheets ohman!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;whoo, today's weather damm shiok! was raining uber heavily just now and the wind was super strong. then the tree just outside my window was like about to fall over and dada xizheng was like whoa, whoa! every time the tree bend:D lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;searching for pictures of photo frames now for DNT tmr. how does Sarah find those nice pictures sia? I always fail miserably in research:/ nvm, JiaYou XiMin :DD haha,JY is the max! right, Jocelyn and HuiTing?:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;today's maths test was somehow difficult leh and I was seriously lagging behind. when WenXin was at her 3rd question, I haven't even started leh:( but at least I managed to finish the paper. well, what's over is over. Let's not think about that. We still have ELit pop quiz tmr on Big Bill and I actually lost my book! horror of all horrors~ sianxxx, mum was like nvm lah, go buy new one lah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Me: but it's like freaking new and I never used it more than once! damm wasted leh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mum: aiyah, you no money isit? I give you lah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;no reason why I wanted to 'reenact' the conversation. just thought it was kinda funny cos mum was using this weird tone and I was talking like a lao tai po so it sounded weird. hence, I won't be revising ELit but doing DNT and then go on a treasure hunt for my worksheets which are just all over the place. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Friday was really fun:D overdosage of Captain's Ball!woots:D sorry darling that you didn't have fun at all. i couldn't really  do anything about it or to help you at all. Next time, I'll force you to not go at all liao. Seriously sorry:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;GAHHHHH, my mental system going to overdrive liao. conkster man, i wanna quit piano! ok maybe just relocate my piano lesson to another day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;kayys, ending this post here. tata for now:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-2578540367518776020?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/2578540367518776020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=2578540367518776020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/2578540367518776020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/2578540367518776020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-would-i-manage-to-find-all-crap.html' title=''/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-2836690405361590787</id><published>2008-08-07T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T21:35:24.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If only you were there.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;finally changed blogskin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;whoopee! 3.5 days of slacking ahead leh:D hahaha, really looking forward to tmr manxxx d; haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;today was quite ok except for the part where all the teachers suddenly tell me that there is this test or there will be a file check. Great, where am I going to find all my worksheets?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;PE was fun. after the shuttle run and stuff i mean. Jiao Lian gave us free time so we went to play CAPTAIN'S BALL! felt a bit weird though, explaining what 'moveable catcher' is to my current clasmates. it was a great game, just brought back some memories. MeiYi did great in defending today and Jocelyn... i don't exactly need to tell you, do I? as for me? I couldn't really defend as usual:/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Jiao lian got some serious problem, tell us got gym when there wasn't gym actually. weirdo... went home early due to this. If only we knew a bit earlier, I could have gone home with WenXin leh... nvm, went down chang cheng with MeiYi and Sarah which was seriously fun. we were crapping quite decently, funny but not that kind of jump about like monkeys kind XD hmm, my description seems a bit weird. whatever lah:p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sarah said bye to us at her bus stop and MeiYi continued the journey with me. hey, doesn't it sound like a compo? " Continued the journey with me" lol:D bought chipsters and treated her to hot and spicy. see, I so nice right yiyi? XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;byebyed her at the traffic light and went to wait for bus 69. thank goodness i didn't have to wait for long:P bused home and when I reached home, mum and the darls were all at home, slacking before their swimming lesson. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;practised the piano for a while before sitting down with a book. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;'Then as ominous dark clouds rolled in, the phone rang. it was Uncle William, who was calling to inform the rest that there was no swimming lesson today.' (another compo line~!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so sian, was planning on some serious slacking at home alone. at least their lesson is postphoned to tmr so the slacking session is also postphoned to tmr! yay:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ok, going to prepare the stuff for tmr:D bye folks:) before I forget, Happy Birthday Mr Goh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;swirls and twirls of colours everywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-2836690405361590787?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/2836690405361590787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=2836690405361590787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/2836690405361590787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/2836690405361590787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2008/08/finally-changed-blogskin-whoopee-3.html' title='If only you were there.'/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-4955202956854380028</id><published>2008-08-05T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T22:21:55.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;due to the fact that i keep putting off my search for a new blogskin, i shall blog just to do something bloggish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2.4 run wasn't that bad. walked a fair bit though. went to macs at parkway parade with huiting and after having breakfast, we went to Borders. I bought 3 books which kept me happy for some time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When I reached home, my body suddenly realised how tired it actually was and I fell asleep while reading one of the books. Slept for 1+hr before i woke up and went to bathe. for some weirdo reason, my whole body just felt tired for the whole day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;went for piano lesson on sunday. did scales and at first, it was great. i could do all the scales then we reached the minors. I just fumbled and that was it. headed for Ahma's hse after piano lesson which seriously tired me out. had to go and buy dinner cos I was like the oldest one there. Shaunie and Shermin were still not there so I tio sabotaged by my own mum and together with my dad, we went to get dinner. He treated me to a Hot Fudge Sundae though and I got to choose what I wanted to eat which was nice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;school on monday was ok. just got a bit sian towards the end. Accompanied Jocelyn onto 31 with huiting and after Jocelyn alighted, we headed for TM. Had some food there before doing some shopping. went home and slacked a bit before reading through the science notes, then had dinner and it was tuition time! got new earpiece before tuition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;today was kinda sian cos we had this award presentation thing to attend and it was really boring. went to trng at 4.30 pm. did Square, Milkshake, Down the row and games if I'm not wrong. Screwed up again. for the games, the first jump I took, I landed wrongly and my stomach felt like it had just been thrown up smack into my lungs. Left early as usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mum let me pon piano lesson today cos of chinese test tmr. thank goodness, i was wondering how the heck would I be able to revise for the test today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i think i better go sleep. my nose feels wrong and all blocked up. hopefully this will clear in the morning. Edward rocks. Goodnight people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;you're right i guess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i can't survive without you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-4955202956854380028?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/4955202956854380028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=4955202956854380028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/4955202956854380028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/4955202956854380028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2008/08/due-to-fact-that-i-keep-putting-off-my.html' title=''/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-1232984287772406432</id><published>2008-08-01T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T20:47:21.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;right. so now I'm returning to my already dead blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hello. yes this is going to be a short post. don't expect much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;had trng today. quite tiring but managed to learn where all my faults were and even though i didn't really correct any of them, at least i know where i am going wrong at. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;tmr going to run way early in the morning. yes its the 2.4km run. thank you jiao lian. i'm taking the napfa test like every other person. so tmr I'm going to meet up with huiting then proceed to ECP. I'll then run with wenxin. after the run which would be just so fun and exciting, i'll see how i'm feeling before deciding what i want to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;end of post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ask yourself "do you really know me?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;are you sure?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-1232984287772406432?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/1232984287772406432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=1232984287772406432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/1232984287772406432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/1232984287772406432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2008/08/right.html' title=''/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-3021629753453410421</id><published>2008-07-12T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T17:48:25.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, JY is the loveeee!:P don't tell others who he is hor, the person who knows:P anw, FOUNDER'S DAY IS COMING!! going to pon trng for it. and jocelyn fang xin, i won't pon gym.i very guai wan XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the DNT workshop makes me sneeze. just had my first prac today. loved the cutting:D so fun to see the wood get sliced into half. hahaha, it sounds weird, doesn't it? -random cut in- i cut my hair once again and now its fringeey:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oops, got to go liao:P sorry for this chao short post XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-3021629753453410421?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/3021629753453410421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=3021629753453410421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/3021629753453410421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/3021629753453410421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2008/07/wahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-9024514330567974393</id><published>2008-07-05T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T17:14:00.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Detached feelings are not good at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sianxxx, i don't think i improved much in my playing of those three pieces and i think piano tchr going to be "Ximin, you have to put in more effort in your practising!".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yesterday was my DARLING AHMA'S birthday! had dinner with her at like 9+? actually we reached there at like 7+ but then we had to wait for like 2 hours cos there were lots of people. in the end we only went home at 10.50pm. make me miss trng for nothing. I mean we actually reserved the tables and stuff so we kinda waited for nothing. nvm, its for me ahma:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;oops:P gtg now, going to PP with family:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-9024514330567974393?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/9024514330567974393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=9024514330567974393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/9024514330567974393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/9024514330567974393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2008/07/detached-feelings-are-not-good-at-all.html' title=''/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-5705318383985758089</id><published>2008-06-30T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T18:14:35.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;what would I do without my eyes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How would I feel if I go blind suddenly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would I want to see last before I go blind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would I be really bitter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weird weird questions about being blind. Answer them if you want to but then you might think its too lame. Who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right. so what if I don't care? Do you even have the right to say that to me? idiot. whatever lah:/ don't bother about the top part.&lt;br /&gt;and no its not you Huiting. no its not you Lydia. no its not you Jocelyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come back to something happy. like we still have 4 more days to the end of the weekend. that's 96h which is 5760mins which is 345600secs. I think i'll be happier looking at the enumber of days instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YJJ! BQT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; whoopeedoopee! those are the happy points of my current life cos they can't make me angry and I can stop them when I want to:D shan't tell you what they are! hahaha:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now chionging maths hw. so sian, i dislike maths.blearghh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i should focus. byebye:)&lt;/span&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/7790655847459410786-5705318383985758089?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/5705318383985758089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=5705318383985758089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/5705318383985758089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/5705318383985758089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-would-i-do-without-my-eyes-how.html' title=''/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-5888065817905229848</id><published>2008-06-26T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T22:28:28.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes I'm finally blogging on my dead blog:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurt my ankle during trng on tuesday. at first i thought "walao, so suay. ankle pain like siao:(  " then i realised today what a blessing in disguise meant. haha, today's PE was like 'crazy' according someone :P they did 8 min run then walked for 1 min before running for 8 minutes again... so kelian:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skipped gym today due to the above reason. now I'm racking my brains for an english essay and a poem. sianxxx:/ damn lah, so freaking tired and its only the first week back! owned tchr so much stuff right at the beginning of the week and hence now I'm not sure if I need to get anything else ready. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss Mr Goh and his slackiness like crazy now:/ lost my sci prac and so I have to photocopy the pages until I manage to get a book. not that I don't wanna get, just that there's no stock at the bookshop and BBS also don't have. just have to go to Popular soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eurgh, the poem's mushiness is kinda getting to me. i'm bored and feeling random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-longlong break from blogging to go youtubing and writing a poem at the same time-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ok, i'm done with the poem! yay! haha:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, i dont think i'll be going to trng tmr. dad says that if i twist it or something then it may turn out even more serious than before. i think my uncle injured his leg that way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He was out playing rugby with his friends, he injured his leg. cant rmb whether was it a broken bone or s The doc told him to stop all strenuous exercises until the next checkup which was 3 weeks later. he forgot in the last week when his knee wasn't hurting that much liao. he went to play volleyball and when he did a slide to save the ball or smth, he kinda slipped so his whole body weight landed on the injured leg.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As soon as he collected his wits, he realised that something had happened to his leg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Due to this little incident, he had to give up his dream of being a PE tchr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wow. i just told a whole story!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ok, I'm ending this post here! sayonara peps~!:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-5888065817905229848?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/5888065817905229848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=5888065817905229848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/5888065817905229848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/5888065817905229848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2008/06/yes-im-finally-blogging-on-my-dead-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-7432841978490075631</id><published>2008-05-31T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T14:26:19.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I need motivation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;this is a short random post full of crap and random-ness and mango pudding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I suddenly realise that I haven't had mango pudding for a long time:( and that oreo-blend with mango pudding too. So weird. nowadays I usually drink yoghurt shakes instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;lalala, CB girls we must meet up! I'm dying from lack of Captain Ball in my life... :P bwhahahaa, i'm bored again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hopefully we're going to my ahma's house later. then can piss dear shaunie and beverley most likely will have a book for me:D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-end of short post-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;is it really love or just habit?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-7432841978490075631?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/7432841978490075631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=7432841978490075631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/7432841978490075631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/7432841978490075631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-need-motivation.html' title=''/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-5333052480061057119</id><published>2008-05-30T23:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T23:52:37.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;my legs oh my legs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;how can they be so cruel to ask their daughter who has just finished training to go and scrub the floor? now my legs feel like they are going to break and my back is just suaaaaan:/ I need a massage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;boohoo. I need someone's reassurances. seriously. I'm feeling way screwed and wanna ask lots of questions which require lots of answers. that's sad. Whatever, random feeling go away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;SHOO. Bless you. SHOO. Bless you. SHOO. Bless you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;haha, huiting, bless you:p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Gah, I'm bored. boredboredbored. and when I'm bored, I think about all the current problems I'm facing and I become negative:( that is definitely not good. hmm, what should I do? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Problems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1) I haven't done my homework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2) I haven't found my worksheets for filing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3) I haven't gotten birthday presents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4) I haven't practiced the piano for ages and wil tio hamtam by my piano tchr:/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;5) I have absolutely nothing fun to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;6) My whole body is aching like shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;7) I miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yup, I think that's about it. the rest are minor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&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/7790655847459410786-5333052480061057119?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/5333052480061057119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=5333052480061057119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/5333052480061057119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/5333052480061057119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-legs-oh-my-legs-how-can-they-be-so.html' title=''/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-1617759450128739411</id><published>2008-05-29T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T22:39:35.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;never forget to bring an umbrella whenever you get out of the house and seriously, don't talk to strangers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Stupid rain yesterday made me get stuck at the market near school and then that freak had to come and scare me like that. got seriously freaked out and scared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;:( Thanks Huiting for the niceey words:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;trng yesterday was quite fun except the first part where we had to do the 15 min run and the steps thing. felt like vomiting after the first 10 minutes of the run and i just bluffed my way throughout the steps. then we did &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;games&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! right after the steps:) whoo:D we played sec 1 against sec 1 and for once I seriously didnt feel any major pressure:) we had to 'borrow' a senior cos we were short of one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dad and sista coming home tomorrow:) yay! finally more noise in the house!:P eating white chocolate now and watching youtube:) haha, i love sleep:) /random crap/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ok, shall stop here:) sorry for the short post:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;you're not the only one upset.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-1617759450128739411?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/1617759450128739411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=1617759450128739411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/1617759450128739411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/1617759450128739411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2008/05/never-forget-to-bring-umbrella-whenever.html' title=''/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-5609966816007994697</id><published>2008-05-24T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T21:12:33.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm blogging,Huiting. see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;stupid swollen lip. the ulcer's out now and it's damn irritating. I cant eat or drink without feeling it and like 10 people have asked me "ximin, you fight with someone isit? why your lip swollen?" crapsters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;anyway:D holidays are here. so lets not get so upset over a silly ulcer and all stay happy:D that's what holidays are for:) Daddy's going to Germany tonight and may God bless him and bring him back safely. wow. tomorrow, there would be only 4 people at home. it's kinda quiet without XiYa around and there's no one to watch teevee with me:( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;went to TM just now and had dinner at the Soup House. the soup was nice and the chicken was kinda nice, just too oily. But the tofu thing was the best. it looked so freaking cute that I almost couldnt eat it but when I finally stopped admiring its appearance, I started to fall in love with the taste. woots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;went to NTUC to get ice-cream and white chocolate:) then I saw this guy who looked like Benedict from the back. obviously, I did what I would have done. I hurriedly walked to his side before realising that it wasnt him. so disappointing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yesterday Huting and I met up with Idelle and Joanne and Audrey at the Mcdonalds near SHPS. Sorry loves we made you guys wait so long:P Audrey had to go at 5+  so we left Mcdonalds at arnd 515(?) decided to go visit Andrew,Tiong Han and Hannah:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;went to Andrew's house first but he wasn't home yet so we went to Tionghan's house which I thought was on the 15th level. when we got out of the lift and walked to 'his unit'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"hello, 请问忠汉在家吗？" I asked that aunty who came to the door and was given a "huh" and a blur expression as a reply. obviously, we went to the wrong house thanks to me. :/ paiseh leh:p then when we finally went to the right house, he was not at home XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;talked a lot to Hannah at her house before proceeding to Andrew's house. he's tall now:( taller than me:( lots of people are taller than me now:( and that Andrew has become funnier:D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Us:you very tall liao leh:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Andrew: cos I standing on high ground mah... (points to feet)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Us: then you stand on the same level as us lah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Andrew: ok lor.(steps down and looks at us)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Us: You still taller than us!( explosion of laughter)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and he was like "you want drinks? snacks? food? titbits?" almost all the time:) damn funny XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Saw Tiong Han in the end cos when we were leaving, it was arnd 6+ and we called him. Met him at the void deck and we crapped a fair bit. Tiong Han my hair will stay on my head but I can't say the same for your head. I will grow taller. Rest assured :P hehe, Tiong Han's hair looks messy now and he's growing taller too:/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Accompanied Joanne to her bus stop and waited for her bus with her. Had a nice talk with her:) niceey:D After her bus came, I walked home alone but not lonely. Had all sorts of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; thoughts floating in my mind even though I was really sweaty when I reached home:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;saying bye to my Dad now, he's headed for the airport now. Bye to you guys too:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In the glazed eyes,  I see the broken promises and forgotten love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-5609966816007994697?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/5609966816007994697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=5609966816007994697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/5609966816007994697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/5609966816007994697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-blogginghuiting.html' title=''/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-9158027109627768594</id><published>2008-05-19T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T21:37:14.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yay! I'm back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonderful people:) Byebye:Dhaha, sorry for the drought of posts:P the old com suffered a relapse and had to be sent to A&amp;amp;E then it was hospitalised for quite some time. Got kinda green with envy and nearly died from lack of computer-ness in my life. thank goodness I survived:D lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIGHHIGHHIGHHIGHHIGHHIGHHIGHHIGHHIGHHIGHHIGHHIGHHIGHHIGHHIGHHIGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bwahaha!My life is good and random:) just don't like the part where I'm not allowed to break rules and when I can't find the music I want:DD I got 洋葱 which is a song and yes, wenxin:) it is the name of a vegetable too coincidentally:D haha that's the good thing about Shaunie:) if he's in a bad mood, a certain amount of pestering is enough to get you what you want:) if he's in a great happy mood, all that is needed is simply a request:D haha, he's nice and kinda cute in the slightly childish way:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala, yesterday was a fabulous day:D got to watch a certain tv show till really late and was too high to sleep in the end:P I love Monday holidays:DD hehe:) There is really too many projects recently:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh, I need to stop being high. or else tmr I'll go to school and start babbling utter rubbish:) hehe, my sister can't stand me now:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wooh, im going to play some happy music and talk to wonderful people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-9158027109627768594?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/9158027109627768594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=9158027109627768594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/9158027109627768594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/9158027109627768594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2008/05/yay-im-back-haha-sorry-for-drought-of.html' title=''/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-7631561948389383111</id><published>2008-05-03T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T23:04:17.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yes. that's just what I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want our friendship to be destroyed until it is beyond repair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I want all the memories, all the love to disappear from my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I want to forget you and start a new life without you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I want to turn into a freaking heartless and unreasonable bitch who doesn't care all about people's feelings, their thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I want all the care I feel for you to just vanish into thin air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I know that's just impossible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So many times, I typed out that email. So many times I hesitated on the send button. So many times, I immediately regret not sending it. So many times, I just want to see you, to hear you say "I love you" and tell you that I love you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you back. but I'm so confused. So scared. I have no confidence, not a single shred, in loving you and yet not hurting you at all. I can't look into your eyes without turning away cos suddenly there is this painful lump in my throat. Just because my rate of adaptation isn't fast enough, I feel out. Just like a misfit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't you suddenly realise what a coward I have been? Always hiding behind laziness, excuses and all the crap. Avoiding simply because I'm scared? I try to stay happy, to high with you, to refresh the wonderful feeling that always come when I'm with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;everytime, just as I am about to suceed, this virus thing comes sneaking from the back and brings down the almost completed wall that I have built to keep it out. then I have to start all over again. It gets disheartening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm sorry for inflicting pain on you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-7631561948389383111?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/7631561948389383111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=7631561948389383111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/7631561948389383111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/7631561948389383111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2008/05/yes.html' title=''/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-8056313002911997466</id><published>2008-05-03T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T15:45:02.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you're gone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I always needed time on my own,&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I'd need you there when I cried.&lt;br /&gt;And the days feel like years when I'm alone,&lt;br /&gt;And the bed where you lie,&lt;br /&gt;Is made up on your side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you walk away&lt;br /&gt;I count the steps that you take&lt;br /&gt;Do you see how much I need you right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're gone,&lt;br /&gt;The pieces of my heart are missing you.&lt;br /&gt;When you're gone,&lt;br /&gt;The face I came to know is missing too.&lt;br /&gt;When you're gone,&lt;br /&gt;All the words I need to hear to always get me through the day...&lt;br /&gt;And make it OK...&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never felt this way before,&lt;br /&gt;Everything that I do,&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of you.&lt;br /&gt;And the clothes you left,&lt;br /&gt;They lie on the floor,&lt;br /&gt;And they smell just like you,&lt;br /&gt;I love the things that you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you walk away&lt;br /&gt;I count the steps that you take&lt;br /&gt;Do you see how much I need you right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're gone,&lt;br /&gt;The pieces of my heart are missing you.&lt;br /&gt;When you're gone,&lt;br /&gt;The face I came to know is missing too.&lt;br /&gt;And when you're gone,&lt;br /&gt;The words I need to hear to always get me through the day...&lt;br /&gt;And make it OK...&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were made for each other,&lt;br /&gt;Out here forever,&lt;br /&gt;I know we were,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah Yeah…&lt;br /&gt;All I ever wanted was for you to know,&lt;br /&gt;Everything I do I give my heart and soul,&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly breathe I need to feel you here with me...&lt;br /&gt;Yeah…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're gone,&lt;br /&gt;The pieces of my heart are missing you.&lt;br /&gt;When you're gone,&lt;br /&gt;The face I came to know is missing too.&lt;br /&gt;When you're gone,&lt;br /&gt;The words I need to hear will always get me through the day...&lt;br /&gt;And make it OK...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ok, geog isnt that bad with the volcano part.i think that's my favourite part:) maps are horrible X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I'm bored out of my ass. what should I do? hmm, i feel really funny today:D not in the weirdweird way. in the haha way:)) lol:p its good:) lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Ecology is fun:) i like learning about food chains and webs and mutualism and adaptation:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;hehe, random post:) i need to do something to stay happy:) hopefully no more emo-ness for a while:)haha:DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;XimiN:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I never said that there isn't a need for Patrick. now, who's the one reading minds?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"whatever." that would most likely be your reply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-8056313002911997466?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/8056313002911997466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=8056313002911997466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/8056313002911997466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/8056313002911997466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-always-needed-time-on-my-own-i-never.html' title=''/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-2734125643091584395</id><published>2008-05-03T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T14:09:57.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hello:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;finally, I'm on my own darling computer! hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;woots, chinese test was kinda screwed. I forgot like 3 phrasses and totally guessed answers. XD Junzhong's birthday is tomorrow and i still havent gotten his present even though I know what I'm getting him:) sorry Andrew, I wont be going to watch the movie with you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;geog test coming right up on monday then it's maths common test on thursday. haiz, sure die, both subjects i very weak in :p thanks wen xin for helping me jiayou and sending the notes over:DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;spent 1.5 hours last night painting the background of the art thingy mdm zeezee wanted us to do. then now it looks horrible XD so sad:( i put in effort leh. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;short post here, sorry:D have to go study geog liao:( haiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;XimiN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;so what even if you haven't forgotten? You don't really care, do you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;cos if I hurt your heart, then I am so sorry for doing so. but i don't care either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-2734125643091584395?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/2734125643091584395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=2734125643091584395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/2734125643091584395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/2734125643091584395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2008/05/hello-finally-im-on-my-own-darling.html' title=''/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-6556239055881519986</id><published>2008-04-30T11:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T11:26:32.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and you are so not forgiven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I did not say you could post on my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;was that scary? did I seem angry, pep? I hope so, darling pepper:) you said I didn't blog and you was so bored but I blogged so now you can't say anything:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-6556239055881519986?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/6556239055881519986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=6556239055881519986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/6556239055881519986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/6556239055881519986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2008/04/and-you-are-so-not-forgiven.html' title=''/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-6729142607464384263</id><published>2008-04-29T22:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T22:16:12.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hello:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;HUITING here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hellowwww-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i.love.you.ximin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;that means i am forgiven for posting:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-6729142607464384263?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/6729142607464384263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=6729142607464384263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/6729142607464384263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/6729142607464384263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2008/04/hellod-huiting-here.html' title=''/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-4523815940060185055</id><published>2008-04-29T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T11:22:42.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>go on and guess all you like.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to say a single thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you think it's you, that's cos you did something wrong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-4523815940060185055?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/4523815940060185055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=4523815940060185055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/4523815940060185055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/4523815940060185055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2008/04/who-said-i-was-crying-i-even-never-it.html' title=''/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-6318085839838495954</id><published>2008-04-28T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T17:32:39.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;yo,people:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;i'm reviving my dead blog:) hehe, thanks to huiting girlxx who lent me her computer cos my computer internet is currently in a coma D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;ohho, no netball training:( no captain ball D: how am I supposed to live manxx?:(( nvm, i'll just borrow more books and read my way through this month. and huiting you sicko girl! touch my leg :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Warning: emo crap coming. no names mentioned of course:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;hmm, do you know where she has gone? my dear darling friend? the one who used to do crazy things with me, sing crazy songs with me, laugh like mad with me? The one who said that she would love me even if the world changed and chocolate became as tasty as tofu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Because I lost her. when I was walking with her one day on the road, talking about the past. Suddenly, she disappeared and out popped another person who looked exactly like her, acted exactly like her to others but me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;The present 'her' never really notices me. Just like I'm a shadow lurking in the corner. LIke we have nothing in common and the only thing we really share is our past but she has totally forgotten all about it. The memories, the love, the joy, the tears, the laughter, the smiles, the sharing of weird secrets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;maybe its the true her. the side that I never really found out about. if that was so, am I willing to continue trying for her sake? should I try to maintain the smile I keep specially for you? hmm, it gets tiring at times, especially when the comfort I get is not from you but from another love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;How I wish that after reading this, you'll either call or sms me to ask if it is you I was talking about because that was what you would do everytime I emo-crapped on the beloved blog. but now, I don't even think you read my blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;all of a sudden, I'm shut out of your glam life, only to be remembered when you are feeling really tired and need a shoulder to lean on. If not, no matter how I knock on your door, scream, shout, yell, cry for you, there will never be a reply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;was it all a lie? a dream? then I rather you continue lying to me than to bring me back to reality so harshly. But what's done is done and nothing's going to change the things that you did.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;From now on, I'm going to try my best to shut you out of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;whoa, long post of emo shit and crap:P btw, don't come and ask me who it is. you know I wont say:D and i realise the longer the post, the more emo it is usually for me:DD hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;XimiN!&lt;br /&gt;perfect is more than enough:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe we have both changed and now, I'm no longer me and you're no longer you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&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/7790655847459410786-6318085839838495954?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/6318085839838495954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=6318085839838495954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/6318085839838495954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/6318085839838495954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2008/04/yopeople-im-reviving-my-dead-blog-hehe.html' title=''/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-5308924441686602620</id><published>2008-04-13T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T17:33:19.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hello:)&lt;br /&gt;rawr, its sunday again! damm it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, i havent done my homework or revised yet. no wonder my grades are going down the drain/toilet :D this isnt really anything to be happy about but still, its better to just be happy about something. at least i have a healthy body:) so i can and could play captain ball and netball. the loves of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yeucQl0U_sw&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a really meaningfull song to me:) ask any sixtenner why:DD haha, random:) going to revise later. i must revise later or else maths test sure fail. then i dui bu qi mr teng again. then must do english worksheet and then go and sleep like a pig. i like sleeping. who doesnt?-.- sorry, all crap here. hehe:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleargh, calling a whole lot of people on the phone was just very tiring and i actually called the wrong number for andrew! hehe, the design will be put on the class blog soon and pls dun say no to a class tee leh! and who has eugene and john's numbers? i dun have and i havent contacted them yet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sian, don't blog liao...byebye:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe i should learn how to live without you. the pain's getting to me&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/7790655847459410786-5308924441686602620?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/5308924441686602620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=5308924441686602620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/5308924441686602620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/5308924441686602620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2008/04/hello-rawr-its-sunday-again-damm-it.html' title=''/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-5864547907312617110</id><published>2008-04-06T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T22:47:58.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hmm, someone said that my blog was emo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;that's kinda true:P i'll try not to be so emokia liao:) I must be HAPPY:DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;anyway, tmr got english summary test then damm sian cos i dun really like sch now:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;random and short post this shall be. cos i have nothing much to post about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and i seriously agree with you tiong han! about the looking forward to sch in the past and not now. I guess its cos of the different stress levels and people around you. anw, let's make things better by thinking about JUNE HOLS!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sian,nothing to post about so I shall focus on my research on Thai Traditional Dishes and blog next time:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-5864547907312617110?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/5864547907312617110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=5864547907312617110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/5864547907312617110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/5864547907312617110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2008/04/hmm-someone-said-that-my-blog-was-emo.html' title=''/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-6872526466903566194</id><published>2008-03-29T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T23:21:43.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the wheels on the bus go round and round all day long.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;so sorry that I haven't posted for so long :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;I fell during training yesterday and my bum plus wrist hurt like siao. then now, both of my arms are like aching slightly:( well, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;yesterday was touching and sour and happy and lonely but yet with love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Touching-because I read through my autograph book and when you see things written by the people who you love with all your heart, you tend to get a bit sad and weepy inside but there's always this bit in you that goes "why should I be sad? All these people love me too! I'm loved." then you cheer up a bit more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Sour-cos of caring too much when I should have just forgotten. shant elaborate, lets just forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Happy-because of smses! hehe, just high-ed when I communicated with you guys again after being stagnant for so long in your life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Lonely- this is a feeling that I'm not too sure how to describe. You can be with one of your bestest and closest friend but yet still feel empty inside. sometimes, the hole is covered by the love and care people shower on you but when you don't feel the love/care/warmfuzzymeltish feeling or the pain just erases it all, the hole seems bigger and much more scarier. whatever, this is purely my opinion. whenever i'm lonely, i picture myself in a cave that suddenly enlarges itself and im pushed by something behind right deep inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;With LOVE-hmm, this cant be told in just one post so, dun tell you, haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;have been coming out with weird remarks and comments that dun make sense at all recently. must be because of that dream. hmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;getting random now. anw, today i went to 祭拜 祖先 and my ah gong. when i saw my ahgong's grave, it felt unreal. and i saw the sadness in my ahma's face again then I felt really upset and wanted to just give her a big hug:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;went to ahma's hse and Shaun played animal chess with me. lost to him, I havent played for really long hor. but i won Marcus who was like "you dun move this one cos I can eat you if you move" then he's younger than me by a lot so I should win if not i really very suaku lor:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;had dinner with the bigbig family and ashley was there! she's really cute and she kept kicking me with her dad(my uncle)'s help! then i was like " arghhh!" until shaunie shaun pushed my body all the way forward till i met with ashley's foot head-on then the "ouch" was real :D what kind of kor-kor is he manxx? so bad to his sis wan:P haha, but he's nice lah:) im thankful for a niceey kor like him:) hehe, ate chicken wings;Shaun and I chiong-take the chicken wings &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;first but we were the youngest two at the table&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt; mah so we can childish for a while lah:DD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;haha, felt weird sitting at the 'adults' table cos i always sit at the '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;children'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt; one. then I always oldest one at the table but today i was the youngest so i didnt have to take food for anyone but people take food for me:) lol, went home after talking and fooling around with Shaunie,Xiya and Ashley:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;on the way back, Lydia called and we talked all the way back then xiya and xijia were like "scissors,paper,stone!~" in the background so really very noisy -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;ok lah, dun post liao, i wanna sleep. my legs are like damm tired and my right ear itchs like got ant on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;bye:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you God for letting me get into SHPS and for giving me health.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;whatever, just leave the wound alone and don't touch me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-6872526466903566194?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/6872526466903566194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=6872526466903566194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/6872526466903566194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/6872526466903566194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2008/03/so-sorry-that-i-havent-posted-for-so.html' title='the wheels on the bus go round and round all day long.'/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-1562305439765052300</id><published>2008-03-22T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T14:12:39.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;and today is the day after the Jesus died on the cross for us and also the day before Jesus was resurrected from the dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;yesterday, which was Good Friday, i went for Gracia's Easter Svc   It was really FUN. i learnt lots of stuff and like refreshed my memory of what Esther used to teach me and Huiting, especially the part about God loving us so much that He gave His only begotten son,that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have everlasting life.(John 3:16)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;the drama was really touching and i really saw how faithful Peter was to Jesus and yet, still betrayed Him. then when I compare my faith to Peter's, I see the great difference and realise how immature my Christianity is and how little I know about God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;had to go off almost immediately after it ended:( sorry Jocelyn, i pang seh you again:((( Had dinner at a hawker centre. then went home, did my chores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;huiting came over to return my shorts then we talked(i was doing my assesment books) until 10pm. walked her home and when I reached home, xiya was doing her research stuff, helped her search too but wasnt too helpful:P hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Netball is fun and tiring. lol, random-ness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;the sole of my left foot hurts, like there's going to be a blister:( hopefully not... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;ok, going to blog tmr too:) bye:DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-1562305439765052300?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-1112292687915649990</id><published>2008-03-12T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T22:56:59.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;im blogging now hor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i cant go tmr. captain ball, sixten, captain ball girls. this sucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;GAHHH, i feel horrible. stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;anw, i still like blue and i love coke hichews. maybe im not changing &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that much&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:48;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it feels weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;im random and weird and feeling a bit biru and confused. thats malay in case you didnt know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;maybe its cos of the chocolate just now. i just knew I was going to regret it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;weirdo me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sorry for this really short and weird post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-1112292687915649990?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/1112292687915649990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=1112292687915649990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/1112292687915649990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/1112292687915649990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-blogging-now-hor.html' title=''/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-981736360946750550</id><published>2008-03-07T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T22:43:11.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;yes,good. continue. you are doing a great job. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;continue ignoring me and only when you need my help or something then you come and "hey, are you ok? im really confused/sad/angry/happy/excited or whatever."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;you dun really get it when im pissed/angry/emo/upset. all you wanna do is to have fun and for me to be there when you want me to. you just want to have the best part of me but not all my faults. it gets repetitive when you start "lame", "please, im in a bad mood"-ing.  if you please, you talk to me. if not, you simply ignore me. thanks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;For all the pissed moments you gave me, all those hurting words that dun really make sense. whatever, im starting to not care anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;and to lydia and huting: it is &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; you guys!:) cos i just know that you will ask me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;and also to those who are not going to the class gathering with the exception of those going overseas: why cant you make it? is it cos of sch? or new friends? &lt;span style="font-size:48%;"&gt;or is it cos you simply dun wanna go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;I'm pissed. yes I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-981736360946750550?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/981736360946750550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=981736360946750550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/981736360946750550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/981736360946750550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2008/03/yesgood.html' title=''/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-1829227158036367235</id><published>2008-03-06T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T21:33:43.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its just passing clouds. or are they here to stay?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;still feeling really tired for some reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;today was fun. Jocelyn, Lydia and I were practising Shooting and catching and stuff at the netball court. we didnt have gym so sad and then everyone went home except four of us who like sha gua. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;it was fun, i must say and i did learn new stuff and yes, i was quite contented.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;but its weird how i cant stay high for a long period of time. im all emo and emo and emo...nowadays. if you are lucky, you get a "non-emo, slightly tired but still can crack jokes" me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;sian, i really wanna go to the class gathering. but when i hear people saying stuff like "i dun think i can go leh" in those really un-enthu tone, i suddenly feel really sick and thoughts like "walao, dun go lor, lets all just pon the freaking gathering and forget one another." start coming and sometimes, i really want to blurt it right out into your face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;right now, getting ready for another period of emo-ing and remembering. sian, ending here and hopefully the next post will be high and long:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;whenever i need you, you're never there&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&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/7790655847459410786-1829227158036367235?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/1829227158036367235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=1829227158036367235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/1829227158036367235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/1829227158036367235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-just-passing-clouds-or-are-they.html' title='its just passing clouds. or are they here to stay?'/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-1380123387607345453</id><published>2008-03-02T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T12:41:56.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yo people:) the weird and wired girl is here:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;haha, im starting to like square more:))) and after training on fri, i became more chao-ta:P hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;then i'm getting emo for no reason. weird hormones getting to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my life is getting weirder and weirder. sometimes im not really sure who the hell i am. one moment, i can be the hildan who's a sixtenner who's also a DMP-ian who's also a CHIA-n who's also a CB girl and the list goes on but the next moment, i find myself enjoying ahs a bit too much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but at times, i treat ahs like a holiday class. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;always there's a nagging thought in my mind: i wonder what would tiong han, andrew, chester, jinloong and benendict say/do? it would be more fun with the CB girls. Mdm lee wah would be so proud to have blahblah as a student. this sounds so familar, that "Interestinggg" so mrs chu-ish...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;anw, im getting not so emo-ish again. and getting very hungry now... strawberry ice-cream would be nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;im not going to waste any effort in resisting temptation especially such a &lt;em&gt;delish&lt;/em&gt; one:) so tata for now:)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-1380123387607345453?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/1380123387607345453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-2023559376418852696</id><published>2008-02-25T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T22:05:57.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a slight drizzle with a big storm cloud on the horizon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my head feels really light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yup, i just had a haircut and now my hair is thinner and shorter and I look like a lion when my hair is uncombed according to huiting:)&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yes, my hair was uncombed, oht...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;nothing much to post about except that I just realised that I like running but dislike stretching myself during a run. weird...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to all those who are down, upset and sad&lt;/strong&gt;: Ximin is here. call me if you wanna talk. remember that God is there for you all the time and all you need to do is just call upon Him. if you need someone to scream at, shout at, cry on, talk to or even hit, well, I'm here:)) Jiayou and hope that you sort out all your problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;im ending this really short post here and going down to the Beloved Television:DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sayonara loves and &lt;strong&gt;CAPTAIN'S BALL GIRLS, you ARE THE BOMBS!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and yes, i'm most willing to meet up during the march hols. just one small request, can we play captain's ball?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-2023559376418852696?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/2023559376418852696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=2023559376418852696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/2023559376418852696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/2023559376418852696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2008/02/slight-drizzle-with-big-storm-cloud-on.html' title='a slight drizzle with a big storm cloud on the horizon'/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-1682080080952354467</id><published>2008-02-23T16:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T17:06:05.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;I guess I'm tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;It's kinda hard trying to keep something from changing when it's really bent on changing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Nowadays I keep getting this really hollow and edgy feeling in my stomach like there's something in me that's eating up every single bit of happiness and rationality in me, making me think weird stuff, say weird and stupid stuff that makes everyone around me upset.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;one question has been bugging me for a longlong time- why is it that I cant get myself to be a bit more selfish or less selfish? I'm stuck right smack into the middle of this "quite selfish but yet still cant stop caring and you're pissing the people you love so much and can't do without"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;maybe all I need to do is just continue to close my eyes and wait for the pain to go away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Then when that happens, i'll open my eyes to realise that it was all a nightmare and nothing has changed at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;then i'll go and brush my teeth, change into my shps uniform and when i reach school, i tell andrew and tiong han about my dream and then we'll all laugh about it before going down to the netball court to play captain's ball with all my beloved captain's ball girls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;then as we play, Lydia falls and we all help her up and she curses about her tendency to fall down here and there. she'll be playing catcher as usual and i'll be defending again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;but its all impossible. everyone's moving on, not because they want to but because they have to. or is it all a lie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;then at this point of my 发呆-ing, i'll start feeling so confused. then the evil and mean part of me will kick in and list out of the disappointing moments I experienced. then I'll have an internal battle-the angel vs the devil. most of the time, the devil loses but if sometimes, if a third party is present, the devil tends to win by making me say something really mean that i usally regret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;what a lot of emo crap and weirdweird stuff i have just typed. dun really mind me. i'm just this tired girl who needs an outlet or a dustbin to throw all this away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;I'm changing too. why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-1682080080952354467?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/1682080080952354467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=1682080080952354467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/1682080080952354467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/1682080080952354467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-guess-im-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-7695754857836811784</id><published>2008-02-18T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T21:44:39.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY TO GRACIA, CHARLES, SARAH, ALVIN, SHERMIN AND DON:) and happy Valentine's Day to all:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;netball training has been going quite ok for me. except the catching and the running part:( nvm, i'll just jiayou and try my best the next time. and i seriously like playing GK:)))) i wanna try GS but i scared that i'll flop at it than so pathetic leh... so i always play safe wan; play GK, the position i'm most comfortable at. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;found two other ways that make me fall asleep within 5 minutes and with no side effects:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1) listen to current ACC teacher. no offense to him, he's a really nice person. just that its really boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2) listening to the 'good morning claaasss!" ms wong who is really the tops when you need some medicine for insomnia. her voice can really make someone yawn leh... still talk so much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;somehow, i've lost the motivation to study. all i wanna do now is just focus on my netball but like how the parents put it : 'studies come first, dearie' while placing a gigantic pile of assesment books right in front of me. sigh, to think that I thought that PSLE was the worst that could ever happen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;anyway, to all sixtenners:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;do you guys wanna get that class shirt? help spread the news around please:) thanks:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;details&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;cost:$15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;design will be done by huiting, ask her if you wanna know about the design cos i cant really describe it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;thats about all:) my eyes are hurting:( tmr wake up comfirm slightly swollen eyes wan and theres training. hope that we dont do long/longlong run cos i really will die:((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;cheerios,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;me:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:48%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'll love you still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;don't worry. All I want now is for you and her to get back together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and something impossible to happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but we'll just leave things as they are now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and hopefully, things will turn out for the better.&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/7790655847459410786-7695754857836811784?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/7695754857836811784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=7695754857836811784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/7695754857836811784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/7695754857836811784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-belated-birthday-to-gracia.html' title=''/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-4916687561261438554</id><published>2008-01-31T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T20:23:44.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;hello:) so long never blog liao:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha,important things first:) HAPPY belated BIRTHDAY TO ME AND BOK WOON:) haha, thanks to those who wished me happy birthday via smses, calls, blogs(hinthint), tags, blahblahblah:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;lol,eating mcspicy now and wondering if this post long enough for lydia which is obviously no!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;the 1C classroom deco for CNY is going smoothly and well unlike some other class(cough,cough) who has people vandalising their posters and teachers meddling with it:) haha,just joking:) even though 1C still ROCKS more:) but the bestest class of the world is very obviously-drumroll please:)-SIXTEN'07:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;haha, seriously nothing to blog about now:( so sian got so much homework:( nvm, JIAYOU to tiong han too:) dun lose your humour kays?:) i cant imagine you not being funny:)&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/7790655847459410786-4916687561261438554?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/4916687561261438554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=4916687561261438554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/4916687561261438554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/4916687561261438554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2008/01/hello-so-long-never-blog-liao.html' title=''/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-6366003129760388953</id><published>2008-01-13T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T20:24:30.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i am such an idiot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;gosh, i'm missing six-ten like siao and all the crazy stuff that we used to do.hope you guys are all doing well and making new friends but must still remember all of us hor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ahs 1c isn't that bad. just that the teachers are even more boring than mdm lee wah. isn't it weird that in 2007, if you told me that there were teachers who are more boring than her, i would definitely not believe you? lol, just shows how stupid i can be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;feeling super emo now for some reason... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i feel so cheated and hurt. broken promises really hurt. anyway, the culprit is someone i have never ever mentioned. so dont guess. he/she has become so mean to a point where it's starting to irritate me and i wonder if he/she is just simply trying to be 'cool'. but its really scary how he/she has changed. first he/she says "you mean the world to me" den hurts me like i'm just a total stranger. to think i was so afraid of hurting you. haha, i am a total fool. thanks to you, i have just felt how it was like for hannah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;sorry hannah, for being so mean to you. i dunno if you will ever read this but still, i want you to know that i know that i'm wrong. sorry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;crap that was all some emo crap that you dun have to read but i really mean every single word. anw, huiting and idelle are really &lt;em&gt;nice people&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;really wonderful and true friends&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;no matter what others say about them&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll stand by them&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and heck care what &lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt; say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;i realise that i haven't really been doing time with God. every single time i remember, i do what i do best-&lt;em&gt;procrastinate.&lt;/em&gt;maybe i should go for bible study lessons again.i dunno. maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;i'll try blogging more often:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;btw,i still think you rock the world and i wanna be friends with you for the rest of my life and i love you.its just weird to wake up, go through the most recent smses from you and see that there's not even a single smiley face from you.&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/7790655847459410786-6366003129760388953?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/6366003129760388953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=6366003129760388953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/6366003129760388953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/6366003129760388953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-am-such-idiot.html' title=''/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-7560935745861370087</id><published>2007-12-08T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T00:09:44.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;firstly, sorry for the delay in my blogging! now, i may have forgotten several small details so please remind me. thank you :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;WEDNESDAY (5/12)!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;I met Lydia at the school gate. she was late cos she took the wrong bus and didnt know the way. then we went to loiter/wait at Blk 856D for the boys. they were supposed to meet us at 12.30p.m. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;at 12.32, we were like "if they late, we must ham-tam them leh", "i told andrew not to be late and now what time?"(that was by Lydia) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;then Lydia looked at the block number and said " i thought it is 856E? not D?" well as I didnt know the block number and I visited them on monday(?), I thought it was the right block because all the blocks looked alike :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;In the end, we realised that it was 856E and obviously we dashed and rushed and ran to the correct block. BUT, but they were still not there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Went up to the third level-Andrew's- waited for a tiny while then Lydia went down to check. guess what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;they were there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;a typical case of Now you don't see me, now you do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;flew to somewhere opposite tm with our wonderful broomsticks(just joking!) Lydia wanted to eat at Subway but it was too crowded so we went to the foodcourt at tm after me and Lydia got a slurpee each:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Andrew got medicated oil; he had a headache :( headaches are scary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Shared a Japanese meal set with Lydia, Tiong Han got a super big plate of western food and Andrew got a slice of fruit plus coke. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Laughed and laughed at Andrew drinking his coke in that unique way,Tiong Han,Lydia and as usual, everything around me :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Left for the cinema at 2 cos the movie(Enchanted) started at 2.10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;bought a combo set with Lydia(yes, i know, again) Andrew bought Nachos and Tiong Han got a drink. when we went in, the lights went out before we could find our seats and we got into a slight fumblewumblestumble. started laughing again when I sat down. how typical :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;the movie was very laugh-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;y. i laughed at lots of stuff, especially the comments that Lydia had during the movie and the ending was really nice :p yes, Lydia, I'm saying it again :D haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;by the time the movie ended, Andrew's headache also ended so it became much enjoyable. i mean, you cant exactly have fun when someone else is having a headache, right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;went to take neoprints-this was the part I was really looking forward to:) - we took like 2/3 times and every single time was just so funny :D the second time we took, Lydia accidentally pressed the ok button before we were done so there was only one picture but it was a nice one and I had a bowl of noodles on my head! lol:D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;the boys were really super nice :) Tiong Han was like 'i dun want to take lah' at first but he agreed to take twice in the end. however we took thrice and he didnt moan or anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;hen the &lt;strong&gt;decorating&lt;/strong&gt;! the boys were simply amazing in transforming us all into really funny characters! hahaha, cut and chose the neos before going back to tm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;on the way there, I just laughed and laughed and laughed at everything especially the &lt;em&gt;back-tapping &lt;/em&gt;:p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;hehe, went to the basement for food:) Lydia and I had Tako Pachi(is it right?) Andrew had Yakitori and Famous Amos (its really really nice!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;sat down and ate then laughed a bit and talked before going home:(the darkdark sky outside reminded me of Taiwan.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Said byebye(sadly) to the boys and walked to the bus interchange with my dear friend. Bought coke hi-chews and treated her to one too before saying goodbye to her :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;went home and realised that I had blisters on my foot, thanks to the left shoe which was tight. ouchhhh:/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;thanks LYDIA, ANDREW and TIONG HAN for the nice and wonderful time &lt;333333&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-now back to today-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;yay, got a handphone:) sony ericsson k770i, silver. i wanted black at first but it was out of stock so i settled for silver lor. but still...its good enough:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;gosh, i'm feeling this urge to call/sms Lydia but I know she's not in Singapore so I just have to miss her now lor... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;'m really looking forward to 19th cos I'll get to play CAPTAIN BALL and see every single one of the CB girls!&lt;333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-7560935745861370087?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/7560935745861370087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=7560935745861370087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/7560935745861370087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/7560935745861370087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2007/12/firstly-sorry-for-delay-in-my-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-1476838569728840835</id><published>2007-12-01T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T20:25:44.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yay, talking to PATRICK now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;went to tm/cs just now with xijia and huiting just now at 5 plus. we bought sushi-i got the crabmeat salad and the jellyfish ones- and some gummies. the gummies were really sticky and in the end after finishing them, my mouth just felt sticky and dry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;bought a shirt at b.u.m and a pair of pants at naff. yay, haven't gone shopping for a long long time so this time felt really great! :D especially when my wallet has money in it! haha, just joking... we went to cheers to get drinks and decided on green tea-I'm addicted to it! :p- so we went to the cashier to pay. huiting was holding the bottles and the cashier kinda stretched out for the bottles. well, huiting thought that she wanted to put the bottles into a plastic bag so she said " we dont need plastic bag." and didnt give the bottle to the little fat shortie and guess what she said? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;" i want to scan the items." and glared at us. walao, what kind of attitude is that? took the bottles and said sorry in the qian pian way and glared back at her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;took a bus home and we loitered around the playground like a few weird overgrown kids-those really young ones- and then there was this dog barking and barking. the owner didnt really seem to care too much. wonder if she is deaf...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;then we went home and i watched zhou re ba dian dang.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and i still think that arron is more shuai...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;talked to Lydia over the phone and then on msn :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;whoo, looking forward to WEDNESDAY! going out with PATRICK and maybe tiong han and andrew. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;well, i was planning to end with a bit of laughing at someone's hair but since I'm such a nice person and she/he's such a nice person, I wont :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;goodnight, Patrick! I LOVE YOU!! sorry for letting you wait :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-1476838569728840835?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/1476838569728840835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=1476838569728840835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/1476838569728840835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/1476838569728840835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2007/12/yay-talking-to-patrick-now-went-to-tmcs.html' title=''/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-6001978958340677871</id><published>2007-12-01T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T20:27:09.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my head hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having a headache and it's like making me feeling nauseous :( nvm, it will most likely disappear into thin air..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to WEDNESDAY!!! going to tm/bugis with PATRICK :) i cant remember the last time i took neoprints. gosh, it seems a longlong time ago. so this time is a die-die must take one :p most likely, we'll go see TIONG HAN and ANDREW too. what is wrong with me? i just can't stop using capital letters for people's names :/ haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-stops typing and runs down to get a can of F&amp;amp;N Orange-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life nowadays is just so s-l-o-w except for the part where I chiong to finish my lines(refer to LYDIA's blog. I'm just too lazy to explain :D) when doing my lines, I'm always reminded of the pre-PSLE times when I stay-ed up late to chiong my chinese homework. then i'll start feeling emo but due to the fact that I'm not only writing lines, eating some tidbits and also nattering to Lydia over the phone, the emo-ness quickly turns to the feeling of doing something weird. don't ask why. i dunno too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now for some blogthings quizzes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #eeeeee" align="middle"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are A Blue Girl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorgirlareyouquiz/power-blue.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Relationships and feelings are the most important things to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are empathetic and accepting - and good at avoiding conflict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone close to you is in pain, it makes you hurt as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You try to heal the ones you love with your kind and open heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorgirlareyouquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What Color Girl Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;umm...i dunno leh. wonder if it's true?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Bright Star Soul&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofsoulareyouquiz/bright-star-soul.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Like a shining star, you have no trouble being the center of attention&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, you often feel a bit hurt when all eyes aren't on you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need to be number one in everything, no matter how trivial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's this ego that both hurts your confidence and helps you acheive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're dramatic and a powerhouse of pure energy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You posess a divine quality or uniqueness that's hard to define&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A natural performer, it's likely you'll become famous in some circles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just learn not to take everyone's reaction to you so personally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Souls you are most compatible with: Newborn Soul and Prophet Soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofsoulareyouquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;What Kind of Soul Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;hey, i so shy leh...how to be a performer? i prefer being a backstage person. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;going out with huiting to tm for some shopping! byebye &lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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title=''/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-1672744770611146221</id><published>2007-11-23T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T20:29:17.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>perfect weather but it may be the calm before the storm</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;well, well, the results are out and let's have a round of applause for the oh-so-rocking SIX-TEN!! we all did well and my results really exceeded my expectations. 260 leh, i was only expecting 25o+!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congrats &lt;strong&gt;Joanne&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Cherine&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Jiale&lt;/strong&gt;! ~drumroll~ you guys really did us proud leh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lydia&lt;/strong&gt;, congrats for exceeding your expectations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for leaving the sch, i dun wanna say more cos it makes people feel sad and i think that everyone has had enough of sadness recently. so let's talk about the happy things :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday's gathering was fun just that it wasnt perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;if only Lydia was there...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; she had to go for an op and couldnt go cos of her swollen mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before going to Jinloong's place, Jocelyn and I went to tm to get presents. went to mini-toons and &lt;strong&gt;spent ages&lt;/strong&gt; there, choosing this and that. we were supposed to meet Jinloong at Tanah Merah MRT station at 5 but were late by 10 min. Jinloong wasnt very pleased with us for that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you have a swimming pool plus &lt;em&gt;almost&lt;/em&gt; (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;note this,&lt;em&gt;somebody&lt;/em&gt;!*h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;nt hint*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;)your friends with you, you tend to forget some rules and go wth at the rules. So obviously, at a point of time, I went a &lt;em&gt;teensy weensy bitsy&lt;/em&gt; berserk with vivian, sabrina, jocelyn, joanne and some other girls at the jacuzzi pool which was 0.85m deep. that was seriously stupid of us but who am I to say no to fun with water?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we splashed and splashed until Jinloong came and berated us once again for playing with water and I must say that he was right cos Jocelyn lost her spectacles in the pool. Sorry Jinloong(again) so there was a big search for her specs and I and Vivian went into the pool to look for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who found it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i found it when I very nearly stepped on it in the pool. by then, you can say Vivian and I were 落汤鸡。 went to the ladies and tried to dry my pants by squeezing the water out of it but it didnt really work. so someone suggested going into the steam room, just me, jocelyn, vivian and sabrina. then when we got into the room, sabrina reaised that her watch was just like us- it went siao too. so she got out and tried to fix her watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hang on, &lt;em&gt;i hear you say&lt;/em&gt;, if you want your clothes to dry faster, why did you go into the steam room? Wouldn't it be &lt;em&gt;more difficult&lt;/em&gt; for the water in your clothes to evaporate? we realised that soon after i got a scare from the steam producer thingy. THAT THING IS SERIOUSLY NOISY SIA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got out of the toilet and went for a walk then went to the playground without sand. or was it the other way round? anw, the conclusion of the day was that if you want to play with water at a swimming pool, either don't hold your specs in your hand or put it straight on your face or is it on your nose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for yesterday, hoho, it was a day of &lt;strong&gt;food&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;happiness&lt;/strong&gt; :))) for one thing, Lydia was at sch and obviously my results made me happy too! then I had a bigbig feast at this restaurant in AMK hub which is super huge. the first time I went there, i got a bit lost when searching for the ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;anw, had pasta with fish. it was really really &lt;strong&gt;yummy&lt;/strong&gt;! den i had like 2.5 sticks of apple candy floss. too bad that the pasta had a bit too much of cream and made me want to puke at the end but the candy floss made it better! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was just a really sleepy day with all the phone calls coming in and asking " &lt;em&gt;how much did you get for your psle score?&lt;/em&gt;" and "&lt;em&gt;what sch are you going to? I think that *** is quite a good school leh. consider it lah.&lt;/em&gt;" it got a bit frustrating with all this asking. but what's over is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i guess this is the end of a post that has finally arrived. sorry for keeping you waiting and thanks for everything. gosh, i'm talking to myself. but that's perfectly normal with me so dun mind this last part and have a nice day!! &lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-1672744770611146221?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/1672744770611146221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=1672744770611146221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/1672744770611146221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/1672744770611146221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2007/11/well-well-results-are-out-and-lets-have.html' title='perfect weather but it may be the calm before the storm'/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-7776294941624265176</id><published>2007-11-10T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T20:30:53.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are A Good Friend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindoffriendareyouquiz/good-friend.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're always willing to listen&lt;br /&gt;Or lend a shoulder to cry on&lt;br /&gt;You're there through thick and thin&lt;br /&gt;Many people consider you their "best friend"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Kind of Friend Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Great Student&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouagoodstudentquiz/student-1.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You aren't afraid to crack the books when you need to, and you make your education a true priority.&lt;br /&gt;You could become a PhD in anything, if you set your mind to it. There's no limit to what you can learn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/&lt;a"&gt;Are&lt;/a&gt; You a Good Student?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yay, mum, learn how to appreciate your daughter... XP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;You Have Good Manners 55% of the Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howareyourmannersquiz/manners-3.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Your manners are generally pretty good. You know how to behave, but you don't always follow the rules.&lt;br /&gt;A little extra effort on your part, and you could be the next Emily Post!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Are Your Manners?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" color="#999999"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Luck Quotient: 70%&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howluckyareyouquiz/luck-4.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You have a high luck quotient.&lt;br /&gt;More often than not, you've felt very lucky in your life.&lt;br /&gt;You may be randomly lucky, but it's probably more than that.&lt;br /&gt;Optimistic and open minded, you take advantage of all the luck that comes your way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Lucky Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;I do find myself quite lucky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Communicate With Your Body&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howdoyoucommunicatequiz/body.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This isn't as bad as it sounds, it just means that you're a "touchy-feely" person.&lt;br /&gt;You need a lot of affection in your life. And for you, this means both giving and receiving little touches.&lt;br /&gt;Warm hearted, you bond with people easily. In fact, you often feel a little sad when you're not in the company of others.&lt;br /&gt;A little moody, you tend to be controlled by your emotions. But a big hug always comforts you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Do You Communicate?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;hoho, I really do need a lot of love in my life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-7776294941624265176?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/7776294941624265176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=7776294941624265176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/7776294941624265176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/7776294941624265176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2007/11/you-are-good-friend-youre-always.html' title=''/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-270733130935180335</id><published>2007-11-09T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T20:33:25.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunny with a gentle breeze :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#e1e1e1;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Personality Profile&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#e1e1e1"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/worldsshortestpersonalitytest/black.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are elegant, withdrawn, and brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;Your mind is a weapon, able to solve any puzzle.&lt;br /&gt;You are also great at poking holes in arguments and common beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, comfort and calm are very important.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to thrive on your own and shrug off most affection.&lt;br /&gt;You prefer to protect your emotions and stay strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/&lt;a"&gt;The&lt;/a&gt; World's Shortest Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;I'm not elegant, withdrawn or brilliant leh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Your Brain is 53% Female, 47% Male&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td color="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatgenderisyourbrainquiz/brain.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Your brain is a healthy mix of male and female&lt;br /&gt;You are both sensitive and savvy&lt;br /&gt;Rational and reasonable, you tend to keep level headed&lt;br /&gt;But you also tend to wear your heart on your sleeve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Gender Is Your Brain?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Am I rational?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You Are 80% Happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howhappyareyouquiz/happy-4.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are a very happy person. Generally, you feel content and that all is right with the world.&lt;br /&gt;Occasionally, you have a down day - but you have the ability to pick yourself right back up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Happy Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;true, i do find it easy to get happy; just give me some nice food and Lydia. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Your Emoticon Is Smiling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatemoticonbestrepresentsyourightnowquiz/smiling.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Right now, you're feeling cheerful and content - without a care in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Emoticon Best Represents You Right Now?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;correct! talking to lydia on a full stomach, what can make me happier?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Your Personality Is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/threequestionpersonalitytest/nf.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Idealist (NF)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a passionate, caring, and unique person.&lt;br /&gt;You are good at expressing yourself and sharing your ideals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the most compassionate of all types and connect with others easily.&lt;br /&gt;Your heart tends to rule you. You can't make decisions without considering feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You seek out other empathetic people to befriend.&lt;br /&gt;Truth and authenticity matters in your friendships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you give everything you have to relationships. You fall in love easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work, you crave personal expression and meaning in your career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With others, you communicate well. You can spend all night talking with someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as your looks go, you've likely taken the time to develop your own personal style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On weekends, you like to be with others. Charity work is also a favorite pastime of yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/&lt;a"&gt;The&lt;/a&gt; Three Question Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;is it so?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You Should Be a Teacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatshouldyoubewhenyougrowupquiz/grow-6.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are patient, optimistic, and good at explaining things.&lt;br /&gt;You work well with all types of people, and you are a good role model.&lt;br /&gt;Success and positive outcomes are extremely important to you.&lt;br /&gt;You are both a good leader and instructor. People look up to and depend on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You do best when you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Can see the results of your work&lt;br /&gt;- Are able to teach someone a new skill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would also be a good nurse or non fiction writer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Should You Be When You Grow Up?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;should I be a teacher or a elephant zookeeper?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;You Are Paper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyourockpaperorscissorsquiz/paper.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Crafty and creative, you are able to adapt freely to almost any situation.&lt;br /&gt;People tend to underestimate you, unless they've truly seen what you are capable of.&lt;br /&gt;Deep down, you're always scheming and thinking up new plans. Your mind is constantly active.&lt;br /&gt;You are quite capable of anything you dream of. You can always figure out a way to get what you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can wrap a rock person up in your sheet of trickery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A scissor person can sneak up and cut you to pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you fight: No one can anticipate your next move&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone makes you mad: You'll attack them mercilessly when they're unprepared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/&lt;a"&gt;Are&lt;/a&gt; You Rock, Paper, or Scissors?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;if this is true, people be careful of me! i'm scheming right now how to get some strawberry ice-cream... lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You Are 82% Real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howrealareyouquiz/real-5.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;There's hardly a person on this earth more real than you are.&lt;br /&gt;You have no problem showing people who you are, flaws and all.&lt;br /&gt;For you, there couldn't be any other way. Because it's way too stressful to live an inauthentic life.&lt;br /&gt;You're very comfortable with yourself. And because of this, you're able to live an exciting, interesting, and challenging life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Real Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;*pinch* ouch, I'm 100% real leh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You Have A Type B Personality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're as laid back as they come...&lt;br /&gt;Your baseline mood is calm and level headed&lt;br /&gt;Creativity and philosophy tend to be your forte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a natural sedative, you have a soothing effect on people&lt;br /&gt;Friends and family often turn to you first with their problems&lt;br /&gt;You have the personality to be a spiritual or psychological guru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/&lt;a"&gt;Do&lt;/a&gt; You Have a Type A Personality?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;no comments on this :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You Are 6% Jealous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howjealousareyouquiz/jealous-1.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You aren't jealous in the least, and it's a very good thing.&lt;br /&gt;You are content with your own life, and you're proud of who you are.&lt;br /&gt;And you are able to be truly happy when a friend has things go their way.&lt;br /&gt;You're confident, capable, and full of high self esteem. Keep it up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Jealous Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;this isnt very true... i do get jealous at times just that it fades away really fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Your Blogging Type Is Thoughtful and Considerate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourbloggingpersonalityquiz/thoughtful.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're a well liked, though underrated, blogger.&lt;br /&gt;You have a heart of gold, and are likely to blog for a cause.&lt;br /&gt;You're a peaceful blogger - no drama for you!&lt;br /&gt;A good listener and friend, you tend to leave thoughtful comments for others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourbloggingpersonalityquiz/"&gt;What's" Your Blogging Personality?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;hmm. i wonder if it is so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dark Purple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorpurpleareyouquiz/dark-purple.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;To others, you seem a bit dark, mysterious, and moody.&lt;br /&gt;In truth, you are just a very unique person who doesn't care what others think.&lt;br /&gt;And you really enjoy your offbeat interests and friends.&lt;br /&gt;You've decided that life is about living for yourself - simple as that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Color Purple Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;I do care about what people think just that it isnt that important. and am i moody?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;People Envy Your Compassion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdopeopleenvyaboutyouquiz/compassion.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You have a kind heart and an unusual empathy for all living creatures. You tend to absorb others' happiness and pain.&lt;br /&gt;People envy your compassion, and more importantly, the connections it helps you build. And compassionate as you are, you feel for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Do People Envy About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;absorb others' happiness and pain?well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;wooh,went to sch just now for the P1 orientation and paired up with LYDIA(as usual). we were in the paperwork group and assigned to 1/12. laughed a whole load thanks to the teachers and obviously lydia who was so high that she was practically floating... i feel really contented now. why cant time stop? another stupid question i suppose... lolx :p&lt;/span&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/7790655847459410786-270733130935180335?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/270733130935180335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=270733130935180335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/270733130935180335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/270733130935180335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2007/11/sunny-with-gentle-breeze.html' title='sunny with a gentle breeze :)'/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-385019936465525676</id><published>2007-11-08T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T20:35:19.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weatherman on leave</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;why do i feel like crying after reading joanne's, lydia's,vivian's and idelle's blogs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it true that captain ball is starting to change? if so, why cant i feel it? am i getting more and more cold-hearted? i havent felt like crying for a long time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it because of me that stupid things are happening? i guess i am too selfish. sometimes when i say i love you to people, i feel so fake and as though i just dun understand the true meaning of 'i love you.' it's like i keep saying i love you, i love you to the point when i start to not mean what i say sometimes and i start to wonder when ppl say i love you to me, if they really mean it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i try to save a fast dying friendship, another friend seems to be drifting away. and the whole stupid thing just keeps on repeating. Reach out to ****, XXXX drifts further away, reach out to XXXX, @@@@ starts drifting away, reach out to @@@@, **** drifts away....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i'm being suffocated by promises, feelings, helplessness ,so many stupid stupid remarks and much more that i dont know how to express them all. i feel weird when i sense the awkwardness among people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dislike that feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna keep everyone happy but it seems to be an impossible task. i feel the sadness but why are there no tears when i really need to cry? it's getting unbearable. people say it's really tiring to cry and feel more coming up. i think it's even more tiring to be unable to cry at all. i'm always on the verge of crying before the tears just get stuck and refuse to come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still look forward to captain ball everyday and i am getting back the feeling that i used to get at the end of each game. i see friends getting back together yet i also see tears falling. i am scared of doing the wrong things at the wrong times at the wrong places with the wrong people and feeling the wrong emotions too. i've seen and heard how hurt people can get just from friendships, not to mention other relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe 15 years later, all i will be able to remember of 2007 will be that i took my PSLE and that i had a really great bunch of friends who i am willing to die for just to ensure their happiness. but i made some of them really sad and shed so much tears. Sorry Hannah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want to let you guys know that you have really brightened up every single day that i spend with you and maybe we will be separated but you guys really mean everything to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now every single thing reminds me about something we did together and i really love you all so much that i am ready to give up my life for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just dont know how much i'll miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-385019936465525676?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/385019936465525676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=385019936465525676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/385019936465525676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/385019936465525676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2007/11/why-do-i-feel-like-crying-after-reading.html' title='weatherman on leave'/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-443913041126915220</id><published>2007-10-26T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T20:36:16.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ the rainbow comes after the rain ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;listening to bu ne shuo de mi mi(secret) by jay chou now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;well, in a sense Friday was quite fulfiling. at least better than Thursday... had this silly talk about internet safety all the way up to 9.10am. then we went down to the field and played captain ball until we were all tired and stopped for a rest. sat down with vivian and had a talk. it was quite heart-touching. in the end most of us didnt have the mood to continue playing. this pissed audrey and victoria a bit. then we went back to class at 10. there was no teacher in class, only yin nu shi. so i watched the boys play chess until recess was over. then I went to change with Jocelyn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;when we went down to the hall, there was only 7 girls sitting in our class row. slowly it increased to 11 girls including me and jocelyn. "Now, where are the rest?" we were all wondering. turned out that they were all still in class and by the time they realised that they should go to the hall, it was too late. the doors were all closed so the 31 pupils from 6/10 had to sit at the back of the hall as late-comers. I supposed it must have looked funny. a whole bunch of six-tenners sitting at the back of the hall while 11 of their classmates were sitting at their usual seats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mr Teng punished the latecomers by getting them to pick up litter in the hall. after they have picked up enough litter, we went back to class and watched a presentation. then the girls played cards with jin loong while andrew and benedict were playing with our ball. I played war game for a while with tiong han and guan chao. laughed like siao- with guan chao's crazy and infectious laugh plus tiong han's antics, who can not laugh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;started practising throwing with jin loong. he stood at the sink while I stood a distance away. all i ahd to do was to get the ball past him. somehow, he 'fell' in to the sink and accidentally lifted the tap. the both of us started laughing hard. then we continued playing. thanks Jin Loong for telling me that i need to throw faster! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;went to the chalet at pasir ris park and cycled for two hours with xizheng and xiya. that was when the stupid incidents started. xiya collided into another cyclist and both of them were slightly injured. but xiya's bicycle was not that ok. one of the brake handle broke off and xizheng disappeared. I was already freaking out with the bike incident and xizheng's disappearence just added onto the ' shit, what the hell am I supposed to do?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;found xizheng at one of the meeting points and gave him a big piece of my mind. then we went back to the rental stall to change the bike and i decided to wash my hands of xiya and xizheng. went off alone for the rest of th afternoon and only returned in the evening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;thank goodness none of the older cousins came. only the young cute ones were there and that made things better. had dinner-hor fun, fishball and chicken wing-and played murderer. have you ever tried playing murderer with people who are not familar with the game and keep changing their minds on whether they wanna play or not? it was tiring and yet a bit funny too. had some toasted mashmallows before going home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ok, i gotta go and have lunch now.&lt;/span&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/7790655847459410786-443913041126915220?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/443913041126915220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=443913041126915220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/443913041126915220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/443913041126915220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2007/10/rainbow-comes-after-rain.html' title='♥ the rainbow comes after the rain ♥'/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-3710253150046856246</id><published>2007-10-23T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T20:37:51.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clouds threatening rain but with some sunlight!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;~yawns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Crapps. I'm supposed to go to this stupid chalet thingy to celebrate my relative's baby one month on Saturday. it would be really boring. why do i say so, you may ask. well, it's just because i got some relatives my age who are really super act cool and my parents go all goo-goo over them.I really can't stand them and get into all sorts of quarrels with them. naturally, my parents will side with them causing me to get angrier so most of the time i'll end up standing at one corner, singing to myself or else wondering if this was some form of torture my parents arranged to punish me.-just joking- but one good thing is that there would be a beach near the chalet so i think i'll stand on the beach and take a good breather.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Now the update of the week:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;went to changi airport yesterday for maths trail. I must say it was more fun than I expected. we were grouped into 7 groups(i think) and my group-which is group 2- consisted of Jocelyn, Aliza, Claudia,Rachel and me. we did all the 9 stations with group 1 which consisted of all the shorties. we ran around the whole Changi Aiport and at the end of it, i realised how big Changi Airport is. had hotcakes with Jocelyn before having a Mcflurry which was simply &lt;em&gt;delish.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;had a baking course in sch. we were grouped up(again) and I was with Aliza,Claudia,Rachel(again again) and Huiting. as usual, the boys managed to do something hilarious. the instructions stated that we had to "lightly grease the inside of the muffin cup thingy". well, we were supposed to do so with butter but the boys took the oil that was given to us to put in the mixture and 'greased' the muffin cup thingy.hahahaha. the muffin wasn't too bad just that after eating one, i felt a bit queasy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;played captain ball-it's not a game anymore, it's my lifestyle. cant exactly remember what happened after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt;-which is TODAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;i didnt really enjoy today. it was just an below average day. brought my cam to sch, took some photos-dont ask why please- got reprimanded by lydia and watched a movie about Patch Adams that Mr Teng showed us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;don't know why but whenever I play Captain Ball nowadays, the feel that i used to get from it has somehow diminished... i feel guilty at times for feeling that way but has anything changed? yes, a lot has changed from the past to the present. Vivian isn't playing with us anymore. everyone doesn't seem so enthusiastic about Captain Ball anymore. People are snapping at others more and more. i feel very strained at times when i wanna do things and people around me become wet blankets. our relationship has changed. things just seem so much more complicated. i wanna enjoy myself but sometimes I just don't feel comfortable with anyone. I feel like being alone a lot nowadays. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;the end of 2007 is coming to an end and 6/10 has lesser and lesser time together. but the more that pressure is, the more difficult I feel it is to appreciate everyone. I'm sorry for making things difficult for you guys. Especially Lydia,Jocelyn,Vivian, Joanne, Jiale, Idelle,Victoria, Audrey and Huiting. sorry for being mean to you when i am in a bad mood. sorry for throwing tantrums during games just because I wanted to play soccer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;ok, I think this is enough emo-ing. I seriously have too many feelings. if i had 5 wishes, one of them would be for the ability for me not to feel too much about anything. then i wouldnt get hurt easily. not that i have been hurt that deeply before. it's just that if a person gets cut once, even if it doesn't hurt that much, the next time he/she will obviously take measures to protect themselves, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;maybe all i need is just a good ol' laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-3710253150046856246?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/3710253150046856246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=3710253150046856246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/3710253150046856246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/3710253150046856246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2007/10/clouds-threatening-rain-but-with-some.html' title='Clouds threatening rain but with some sunlight!'/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-6793406750596331370</id><published>2007-10-20T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T20:41:22.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;aching legs but satisfed soul...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoho, just back from dinner at KFC with huiting. Zinger burger rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We-huiting and me, obviously- went cycling at Pasir Ris park. actually it's more of I cycle and she learn how to cycle. we had lots of fun until this stupid guy roller-bladed past us as I was waiting for huiting at this junction. guess what he said? "stupid place to put a stupid bike." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;what an asshole. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;obviously, I put the 'stupid bike' at a 'stupid place' to irritate a 'stupid rollerblading ass'. Idiot. he totally ruined my mood. I sorta went crazy for a while, cycling as fast as i could to work off my anger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just as i was cycling really fast after i came down from a slope, this lady who was pushing a pram walked in front of me really s-l-o-w-l-y. I rang my bell at her and she didnt move to one side at all! she didnt even look around! in the end, I had to do an emergency brake which hurt me &lt;strong&gt;A LOT&lt;/strong&gt;. i was just a few inches from her pram. thank goodness there was no baby inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to make things worse, one of my brakes jammed! so i had to push the bike all the way back to the rental stall to ask for an exchange. then we went into the maze there where we were like ' oi! where are you? are you out yet? i cant find my way out! Shit, my bike's stuck!' it was just wonderful except the part where i got bitten by an ant. &lt;strong&gt;THAT HURT&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but overall, it was fabulous. really. watching goong s now and blogging too- isn't that a tad too obvious?by the way, i'm refering to blogging i miss examination stress. it's really boring to keep playing and playing and playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully something &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;interesting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; will pop out of the blue.&lt;em&gt;(note the word interesting, please spare me all the boring shit from people who wear clothes from the '80s and dont practice what they preach.)&lt;/em&gt; now doesnt that sound familar? i wonder who left such an impression on me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking to my god-brother who's such a dear on msn... can hear my family coming. ok, i guess that's it for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-6793406750596331370?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/6793406750596331370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=6793406750596331370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/6793406750596331370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/6793406750596331370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2007/10/aching-legs-but-satisfed-soul.html' title=''/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-2132188083969146778</id><published>2007-10-16T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T20:43:17.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't come too close or I'll bite.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;what a stupid week I am having.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least I learnt something new. NEVER TRUST ADULTS unless the promise is down in black and white or red and blue or any colour combination you like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all CB girls: I'm really sorry that i cant make it on thurs. i hope that you guys will have a really great time and remember to tell me about it :[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, can you believe it, the most meaningful thing i have done in this week is to sleep? i am just bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored. so this may just be another boring post.by now, i really think that actually with the psle pressure, life was much more pleasant unlike now, when we have absolutely no goal in life to work towards. and that marks the end of my post today.&lt;br /&gt;now i'm going to listen to music while lying on the bed and maybe i'll fall asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-2132188083969146778?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/2132188083969146778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=2132188083969146778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/2132188083969146778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/2132188083969146778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2007/10/dont-come-too-close-or-ill-bite.html' title='Don&apos;t come too close or I&apos;ll bite.'/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-5254728808925682032</id><published>2007-10-09T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T20:46:49.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;IT'S ALL OVER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Guess who called me on saturday night? yes, ladies and gentlemen! it's our beloved &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;anthony&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! he called me and we just crapped over the phone over stuff that I cant tell you. -secretive grin- hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;today, after the last paper, all the captain ball girls-&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;excuse me, did i just say ALL?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;sorry, it's all except vivian and idelle who had a &lt;strong&gt;wonderful &lt;/strong&gt;reason for not wanting to play which i will share with you later-started to play captain ball for twenty minutes and boy, was it fun! we stopped only when we wanted to stop which was very satisfying. then we played ice-and-water which i am really a failure at...lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When we all went to get some water, I was feeling very sulky cos i wanted to play soccer but nobody wanted to.. so i kinda got pissed off when idelle and vivian appeared, saying that they didnt want to play cos they did not want to look sweaty for their neoprints later-isnt it a wonderful reason? so I did something that i feel a bit bad for doing it now. i raised my voice and sorta went " dun play liao lah! those who have stuff on later, go now and leave the ball." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;then people started to disappear. how magical! that was sarscasm in case someone didnt get it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i went off with lydia to tm for lunch. on the way there, we talked alot before lydia called vivian and got them to meet us. then we talked again. lol, that sounds a bit weird sia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;when we reached tm, we went our separate ways. lydia and i went to long john silver for lunch whereas the rest went to buy their movie tickets first. then we met them again at LJS. haha, after lunch we walked around for a while before taking the mrt to where i currently am at now-lydia's house.going to play badminton with her later. sigh, i have piano tonight but guess it'll be fun too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;now, guess what am i going to do? I'm going to end on a high note. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;lala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;lala&lt;/span&gt;lala&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;lalaaaaa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;thank you and have a nice day.lol =3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cause i just want things to go back to how they were in the begining that seems so far&lt;/span&gt; &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/7790655847459410786-5254728808925682032?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/5254728808925682032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=5254728808925682032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/5254728808925682032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/5254728808925682032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-all-over-guess-who-called-me-on.html' title=''/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-7187818117068485405</id><published>2007-10-06T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T20:47:43.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>magnolia clouds drifting across the azure skies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ok, maybe I shouldnt be using the computer now but still... just cant resist the temptation..haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the english paper wasnt too bad. at least it was easier than prelims. I hope i did not do something stupid like forget a full-stop or something like that. maths was just wondeful, only one speed problem sum! It's ok, lydia and idelle... nvm that silly paper anymore. chinese paper was just as usual.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I just cant believe that my e-dic ran out of battery!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;things are turning out quite fine for me. except the fact that anthony is not here with us, I'm feeling the sweet sweet sweet taste of friendship!! haha, THANKS MRS ZA, FOR THAT CALL AND THE CHILDREN DAY'S PRESENT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sometimes, xxx feels like a total stranger to me, yet at times, i feel that xxx is so close to me. i just get a trife too confused about whether xxx is telling the truth. i just cant help but wonder. am i too sensitive? i dunno. you wont know either. lolx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;maybe i should go and study now, a sense of guilt is starting to engulf me. seeyou after psle!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you just take away my breath every single time.&lt;/em&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/7790655847459410786-7187818117068485405?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/7187818117068485405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=7187818117068485405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/7187818117068485405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/7187818117068485405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2007/10/ok-maybe-i-shouldnt-be-using-computer.html' title='magnolia clouds drifting across the azure skies'/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-5653700769723500275</id><published>2007-09-08T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T20:48:35.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;countdown to &lt;em&gt;PSLE&lt;/em&gt;(3th Oct 07): 25 days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;~&lt;em&gt;gasp&lt;/em&gt;* it's less than a month to PSLE... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's kinda sad,isn't it? having to leave St.Hilda's and childhood like that and &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; is not to mention everyone in 6/10. thinking about changes in life makes me feel emo and i start to feel like crying...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;today i did lots of stuff with my dad and it felt really great to actually spend time alone with my dad as most of the time, he spends time with my siblings... at times, i feel left out of everything at home,like im just a waste of space... anyway, we watched Rat-Ta-2-Ee which was super nice and in a way, reminded me of someone. then we went to Times and i bought a book! i just love the way Neil Humphrey writes, it's really haha funny! after dinner at a hawker centre, we went home and i had a bath. watching tv now-zhou re ba diao dang- and blogging too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;people, please dont just listen to one side of the story and decide who is wrong and who is right... sometimes, you might be wrong and seriously hurt someone who's already suffering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;nothing much to add, byee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;just let me live in that lie for a while more.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790655847459410786-5653700769723500275?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/5653700769723500275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=5653700769723500275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/5653700769723500275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/5653700769723500275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2007/09/countdown-to-psle-3th-oct-07-25-days.html' title=''/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-959811389402529814</id><published>2007-09-01T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T20:49:34.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;today's barberque was just FUN! I never went to a barberque where I had more fun at..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. I know i may have said this a few time but still... CAPTAIN BALL ROCKS! 6/10 ROCKS!!!! YAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ok that was too enthu but when it comes to stuff like that, an enthusiastic-see, i spelled enthusiastic correctly with no help- attitude is needed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Before the whole thing started, joce, huiting and i went to joanne's hse. samantha, jiale,idelle,vivian,victoria and audrey went there too. then we played concentration-i lost right at the begining-before heading to mrs chu's hse where we sorta settled down before going to the park to play monkey-another fabulous game! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Lydia didnt reach until after 6.30pm. turned out that she was watching a movie... we started barberquing the food and here I must say that great as the boys in our class are, they are all still lazylazylazy people.only tiong han helped with the barberquing. as for the rest of the boys, we had to invite them to help before they actually did anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;after eating, we went to the park again to play captain ball. i got hit 3 times and ended up with sand in my pants..hahaha, it was quite itchy. the boys won-as usual... hmm, we must do something about it liao. its like the boys are good in cb and soccer whereas the girls are only good in captain ball.so we cannot lose to them too often. I LOVE DEFENDING!!!! hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i went off alone after the game and kinda worshipped God in a corner. I felt so peaceful when i sang the worship songs... I realised that God really was there with me all the time. but i cant believe that almost everyone went back without reminding me about the time! thanks aliza, rachael and claudia for waiting for me! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yawn*~ im tired after all the action today, going to sleep... good night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmcnN5hQZhw/RtmB_eRdOtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wfV7bpOASu8/s1600-h/P1020918.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105254580059192018" style="WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px" height="142" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmcnN5hQZhw/RtmB_eRdOtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wfV7bpOASu8/s400/P1020918.JPG" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bmcnN5hQZhw/RtmGN-RdOuI/AAAAAAAAAAU/-RonOOfHNO4/s1600-h/P1020919.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105259227213806306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bmcnN5hQZhw/RtmGN-RdOuI/AAAAAAAAAAU/-RonOOfHNO4/s320/P1020919.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i don't really have the patience to upload any more pics so tata people..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;just trust and obey&lt;/em&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/7790655847459410786-959811389402529814?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/959811389402529814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=959811389402529814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/959811389402529814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/959811389402529814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2007/09/todays-barberque-was-jst-wow-i-never.html' title=''/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmcnN5hQZhw/RtmB_eRdOtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wfV7bpOASu8/s72-c/P1020918.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-6979804627211068303</id><published>2007-08-25T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T20:50:24.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BIG BLACK CLOUD</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;not feeling exactly cheery....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so sadsadsad and sad three times in a row is not good. Everyone is like maturing so fast and here im receding in my level of maturity-wonder if it's the correct spelling- i miss captain ball, i miss myself, i miss this friend who has been drifting near enough but yet far away, i miss anthony and I miss my grandpa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate cant make me feel better. ok, it made me feel quite ok then i got moodier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so here im crapping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;some people say that laughter makes everyone feel better. i agree with that but i realised recently that after laughing really hard comes this really empty and scary space where imagination runs wild.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I miss anthony.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I dunno why when he was around, i found him so irritating but now, i need someone to irritate me and quarrel with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone is like,oh what a wonderful day, let's get hyper and play around. tease one another about sensitive matters and everyone gets hurt in the end with a fake smile plastered on the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, dont take this post seriously, i just need to crap a bit...by the way, would you mind not mentioning how much i look like a doll after my haircut? It would be highly appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the world of rebellion, where everything goes wild&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&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/7790655847459410786-6979804627211068303?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/6979804627211068303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=6979804627211068303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/6979804627211068303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/6979804627211068303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2007/08/big-black-cloud.html' title='BIG BLACK CLOUD'/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790655847459410786.post-3787766124626928122</id><published>2007-08-04T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T20:52:22.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;havent blogged for a longlong time liao...did you miss me? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got lots to blog so this may be a very long post. Please get your snacks and coke,switch off your handphone, sit back and relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Racial Harmony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in Saint Hildan history, we got to wear home clothes to school for Racial Harmony Day.Andrew brought a wig to school for whatever unknown reason.But the boys took turns to put on the wig and we all laughed and laughed and laughed.we planned to play captain ball during recess. &lt;em&gt;notice I used the word 'planned'&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;After we collected our milos, we went to play captain ball but just as one of the girls were throwing the ball around while waiting for the boys, the ball bounced away and to Baichuan who kicked the ball to another guy from 6/9.that guy kicked the ball to someone from 6/7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just went a bit berserk. I took 6/9 guys' ball and Marcus came up and we had a quarrel that nearly led to a fight due to justin tan.THEN, just as we were about to start,the lightening alert had to go off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;all the girls went to the stairs and started playing monkey there. that baichuan just had to be extra when the ball rolled away.he ran after the ball and slipped in a puddle of mud!hahahahahahahahaha... that's bad of me to laugh at him right?but still...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;None of the captain ball girls had the mood to continue so we decided to go back to class.just as we walked past 3/6, benedict and xunyi ran past us and knocked into a teacher. that teacher asked for their class and benedict told her the truth!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but thankfully, that teacher did not tell mrs za. -pauses, runs down to the kitchen for a glass of cold water and a choco chip cookie.yum! Famous Amos's cookies rock!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;nothing much happened after that.ok, that was a lousy ending.lolx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I screwed up at my prelims orals. i actually said' gou wu zhong xin' when it was 'gou wu zhong xin wai' . and for english, i mispronounced so many words! oh well, no use crying over split milk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;must jiayou for my psle!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;uh, i have to go liao...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;didnt blog much in the end:) byee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Many people walk in and out of my life but very few people leave footsteps in my life like you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&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/7790655847459410786-3787766124626928122?l=colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/feeds/3787766124626928122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790655847459410786&amp;postID=3787766124626928122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/3787766124626928122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790655847459410786/posts/default/3787766124626928122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colours-of-the-night.blogspot.com/2007/08/havent-blogged-for-longlong-time-liao.html' title=''/><author><name>ximin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01679008028657088289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
