<?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-37387153</id><updated>2012-01-05T16:45:08.224+08:00</updated><category term='optimistic.'/><category term='I&apos;m gone.'/><category term='What could have been.'/><category term='white choclate w spongebob ball will make my day(:'/><category term='once upon a dream.'/><category term='Boredddd.'/><category term='of everything.'/><category term='i&apos;ll forget you.'/><category term='-'/><category term='Keeping a smile.'/><category term='maybe.'/><category term='Loves'/><category term='Regrets'/><category term='damn reality.'/><category term='I&apos;m screwing up.'/><category term='Ha'/><category term='but its okay.'/><category term='Ignorance is actually bliss.'/><category term='f th course registration.'/><category term='with much loves.'/><category term='This is how things end.'/><category term='yay me'/><category term='mugging.'/><category term='concertttt.'/><category term='Byebye love.'/><category term='just wondering.'/><category term='stuns'/><category term='Love love loveV3'/><category term='memories.'/><category term='heh. Miss you lah ;D'/><category term='V3'/><category term='mnpccb.'/><category term='MOVE ON.'/><category term='Keep smiling'/><category term='Trust.'/><category term='Give me time'/><category term='All or nothing.'/><category term='Aha'/><category term='She fell in love.'/><category term='heyyo.'/><category term='god vacations over soon.'/><category term='choir. just so disappointing.'/><category term='yay choir.'/><category term='heart on hold.'/><category term='I just wanna be happy.'/><category term='I THINK I CHANGED.'/><category term='End of O&apos;s'/><category term='Keep myself occupied.'/><category term='^^'/><category term='Got an ending.'/><category term='HAHAHA.'/><category term='and everyone around me.'/><category term='ughh.'/><category term='Lost in your eyes.'/><category term='I hate me.'/><category term='CHEER UP.'/><category term='Study hard harder hardest.'/><category term='Smile.'/><category term='sleepy.'/><category term='Grinningggg.'/><category term='Who me?'/><category term='Damn it&apos;s hard.'/><category term='i laugh.'/><category term='all the little words just for you.'/><category term='wLoves.'/><category term='Be the love of your life.'/><category term='It aint you and me only.'/><category term='Fate'/><category term='not.'/><category term='due date'/><category term='its.all.turning.really.confusing.'/><category term='Last of the last.'/><category term='Confused.'/><category term='You&apos;ve really let it go.'/><category term='ARGH.'/><category term='alllll the best.'/><category term='Time is nothing.'/><category term='give me my personal space. i need it.'/><category term='I&apos;ll always love you.'/><category term='STUNNING NOW.'/><category term='Random max'/><category term='bye.'/><category term='Goodbye.'/><category term='no more.'/><category term='Keep a smile.'/><category term='Keep believing.'/><category term='Could i have been wrong.'/><category term='heh.'/><category term='2009.'/><category term='Facade of lies.'/><category term='my foot.'/><category term='sorry.'/><category term='f the damn emotions. Get away.'/><category term='anons'/><category term='L O V E.'/><category term='because of you.'/><category term='and so i know.'/><category term='EBO.'/><category term='Happy 20th day HAHAHA.'/><category term='Keeping a distance.'/><category term='Forgotten already.'/><category term='Bestf Bestf.'/><category term='Woke up.'/><category term='Right.'/><category term='Life is great.'/><category term='great friends?'/><category term='Jiro Wang.'/><category term='Quoted.'/><category term='Someone&apos;s watching over me.'/><category term='He stole my heart.'/><category term='Girlfriends'/><category term='Outburst argh.'/><category term='ditched'/><category term='Why do i feel so guilty.'/><category term='bleah.'/><category term='Bye bitch.'/><category term='my dears.'/><category term='JiHoo sunbae.'/><category term='its super confusing la..'/><category term='crying helps with nothing.'/><category term='my everything'/><category term='gosh.'/><category term='stronger than ever.'/><category term='cause you mean alot.'/><category term='loves it.'/><category term='I miss you&apos;s.'/><category term='Stay strong.'/><category term='Wishes made.'/><category term='--'/><category term='With you.'/><category term='zzz'/><category term='soon forgotten. i hope.'/><category term='I love you.'/><category term='im just confused.'/><category term='Misses.'/><category term='First.'/><category term='damn you.'/><category term='Memories that never fade'/><category term='Guy-friends;D'/><category term='Still there for.... you.'/><category term='HAHA outing outing.'/><category term='Hold on.'/><category term='Gone too soon.'/><category term='without fail.'/><category term='my love is still with you.'/><category term='Keep moving forward.'/><category term='just really tired'/><category term='I&apos;m sorry.'/><category term='Reality check'/><category term='Just me.'/><category term='An end.'/><category term='I&apos;m a happy girl today.'/><category term='This is how things rly goes.'/><category term='):'/><category term='Till the day i let you go.'/><category term='not completely over it yet'/><category term='Indecisive moments.'/><category term='Say goodbye'/><category term='how long more.'/><category term='should i follow.?'/><category term='Take a chance on me.'/><category term='more pissed with tht anon.'/><category term='The first hello all over again.'/><category term='Given up hope.'/><category term='sighs.'/><category term='One step at a time now.'/><category term='lesser emo-ness. well'/><category term='Confused shitz'/><category term='hearts.'/><title type='text'>Keep the faith, luv.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>286</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37387153.post-1226783126797754693</id><published>2011-06-26T11:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T11:07:52.524+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories that never fade'/><title type='text'>Now or never</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg30PgwJa9M/TgahVu6nw6I/AAAAAAAAA6w/yPlCpkst8OU/s1600/tumblr_l2xn7jlr511qa9u6ko1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 391px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622358579561874338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg30PgwJa9M/TgahVu6nw6I/AAAAAAAAA6w/yPlCpkst8OU/s400/tumblr_l2xn7jlr511qa9u6ko1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HEY GUYS I GUESS SINCE I HAVENT BLOGGED FOR SO LONG........... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'M ON HIATUS.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHHAA oh well. I really hope i do well for CT2s/////&lt;br /&gt;Revenge of the fallen(?) I'll try but dk if i can.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway was reading my old blog, just for fun!&lt;br /&gt;So many things i suddenly remembered, that made me laugh and grin, frown and down.&lt;br /&gt;It isnt any form of rekindle of old feelings but more of suddenly remembering what it was all about.&lt;br /&gt;I like reading my old blog. It makes me remember my old friends. And what we went through to become what we are today.&lt;br /&gt;But there was one line that made me laugh as in.... OMG that was SO FREAKING LONG AGO kind of laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anata wa suki des!&lt;/em&gt; #justsaying.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAA that's all for today back to my econs!&lt;br /&gt;Cant believe school is starting...................... Tomorrow. :(&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/37387153-1226783126797754693?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/1226783126797754693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=1226783126797754693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/1226783126797754693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/1226783126797754693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2011/06/now-or-never.html' title='Now or never'/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/-Eg30PgwJa9M/TgahVu6nw6I/AAAAAAAAA6w/yPlCpkst8OU/s72-c/tumblr_l2xn7jlr511qa9u6ko1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37387153.post-3953408787935851777</id><published>2010-07-13T16:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T16:58:03.856+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random max'/><title type='text'>Random thoughts fills my mind.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm hoping no one comes here anymore so i can just use this as a diary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So if you are reading plz tell me? So i will stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dontknow why i'm thinking about so many things these days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is the 3 S's i got for my midterms so far driving me crazy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or is some random thing just reminding me of one thing that leads me to another and another and then another. You know? The cycle goes on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I never really thought about this when i liked her status-es.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But when she liked mine, ..... Did she think about the things i do when she sees my name on her notifications?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I mean, wouldn't it lead her back to the fact of my relation to her?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just like how it will lead me to remember how she's his now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I mean... I dont really love him anymore. But the weird feelings still remains.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Which then brings me back to the one thing leads to another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dk why i think back but i do i think its my worse habit but i have it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And i guess the same thing always strucks me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have no idea why i never asked him before but maybe someday when the chance comes i will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I never knew why you stopped talking to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You said that Mii chiang wasn't involved in this and all... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And no matter what i said you denied it through and through and so i didnt bother becuz anyway you moved on and she moved on too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why rake up the past right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know. I really know. But its just that unanswered question that bugs me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It bugs me all the time, whenever i'm brought back to the memories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Memories which i feel are slowly fading away but somehow still staying at where it was all these time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I always wonder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Was the reason why you never talked about Ann Gie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Was it becuz you didnt want me to know cuz you were serious about me and didnt want me to know what you did to her, or was it becuz you were planning to do the same thing you did to her to me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dontknow, i dont say it but ya i guess i know a lil about you and her but i never took it to heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well that is until you did exactly the same thing to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So all along, when i really thought you were serious, were you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Were you, or was i just another Ann Gie to you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Was i just another one of your 'Oh that one not serious one lah, sec 1 so young'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Was i going to be the 'Oh that one not serious one lah, sec 3 so young'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Was i?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did i really not matter so much at that point of time?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dontknow why i'm thinking about this but this is coming to me all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dontknow why i'm raking up the past.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dontknow why i'm ranting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dontknow why i dont want to know anything more but yet i want to know the answer to this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why? Why did you stop talking to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Was i really just nothing, nothing but just a second first love?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37387153-3953408787935851777?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/3953408787935851777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=3953408787935851777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/3953408787935851777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/3953408787935851777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2010/07/random-thoughts-fills-my-mind.html' title='Random thoughts fills my mind.'/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-1992091102186081517</id><published>2010-01-03T22:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T22:33:38.726+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart on hold.'/><title type='text'>I've moved on lovelies,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello world! I'm back from New York!&lt;br /&gt;Oh &amp;amp; fyi, this will be my last post here anyway. Will be changing blog url's :)&lt;br /&gt;Just to start anew since i've moved on completely. :D&lt;br /&gt;Sad memories just aren't meant to be kept!&lt;br /&gt;Happy ones will be with me so even if i close this blog i'll always remember. :D&lt;br /&gt;One year ago when you stopped talking to me, I felt like my world came crashing down on me.&lt;br /&gt;I wrecked my life. For almost one whole year i wrecked my life into a pile of nothingness.&lt;br /&gt;But i'm glad i did. Cuz if not for you, i wouldn't have had the best friends that i have now.&lt;br /&gt;I've found the best 3 friends in my entire life. &amp;amp;I love them anyhoo.&lt;br /&gt;So. I still thankyou. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for you -&lt;br /&gt;Don't let a girl fall in love with you if you don't intend to catch her fall. Don't make promises that you cannot keep.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you can give your next girlfriend promises that really lasts, &amp;amp;that you dont use the same way on her like you did for the last 3 girls. Its just shows you really dont have the courage to tell your partner that you no longer feel the same. &amp;amp;you should have the courage, if not it really just makes you a coward.&lt;br /&gt;Sweet talk works sometimes, but empty promises dont.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;sometimes......................., sorry after everything is of no use becuz the damage is already done.&lt;br /&gt;I dont regret anything that made me smile. I just regret not pulling out of this earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;just so you know, girls forgive but they Never, ever forget.&lt;br /&gt;This is true no matter how other girls deny it.&lt;br /&gt;All the best for everything else, &amp;amp;take care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway new blog at &lt;a href="http://www.heart-onhold.blogspot.com/"&gt;heart-onhold@blgspt&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Catch me there!&lt;br /&gt;Its not really done, but i'm outta time. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy 2010!&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/37387153-1992091102186081517?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/1992091102186081517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=1992091102186081517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/1992091102186081517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/1992091102186081517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2010/01/ive-moved-on-lovelies.html' title='I&apos;ve moved on lovelies,'/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-2886116369871356301</id><published>2009-12-17T15:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T15:44:09.981+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Woke up.'/><title type='text'>I don't miss him, i miss who i thought he was.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Off to New York tomorrow. Will miss everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Esp Ven, Char &amp;amp; Bestfriend. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well i wished Ven &amp;amp; Char were here, wanted to tell them stuffs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But oh well. Will catch up with them when they're back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When i'm back from New York......... I'll be a brand new me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anticipate that, lovelies. Take care seeyou'll sooon! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Line of the forever "AWSD" (?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;HAHAHA,&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;what a joke. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I hope if we ever get into the same Junior College, &lt;em&gt;no one will ever know we were ever an item.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;amp;i hope you will never hurt a girl like you did to the 3 girls that once had a special thing for you.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No girl deserves that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37387153-2886116369871356301?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/2886116369871356301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=2886116369871356301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/2886116369871356301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/2886116369871356301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-dont-miss-him-i-miss-who-i-thought-he.html' title='I don&apos;t miss him, i miss who i thought he was.'/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-4556064585767364183</id><published>2009-12-14T14:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T16:22:10.691+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='He stole my heart.'/><title type='text'>Robbed me of the ability to utter a single word,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pictures from Picnic last Friday!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Damn cool i tell you, we hitch-hiked youknow!! HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For those who dontknow what hitch-hike is :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We flagged a random car &amp;amp; got on it &amp;amp; the person fetched us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHAHA damn cool. First time i did something like that, zomg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok we did that cuz i was gonna be late for curfew laa, &amp;amp;the shuttle bus from Marina Barrage just left! &amp;amp; no SBS bus in sight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So Eeron randomly flagged a car, then the first car really slowed down!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then we all stun. Didnt do anything, &amp;amp;so the car drove away. Shittens,(!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So we decided to flag another car. &amp;amp; the car stopped! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fetched us to Marina Bay MRT station. So nice righttt(!!!!) HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okkk some pictures of Picnic here, go Fb for the rest! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SyXXzMSUxVI/AAAAAAAAAqk/huC2Phk71zY/s1600-h/11155_199672758348_507768348_2952392_3844166_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414971401454273874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SyXXzMSUxVI/AAAAAAAAAqk/huC2Phk71zY/s400/11155_199672758348_507768348_2952392_3844166_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SyXXmmtqxrI/AAAAAAAAAqc/SqpVC4MJq2k/s1600-h/11155_199672788348_507768348_2952397_2541370_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414971185209984690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SyXXmmtqxrI/AAAAAAAAAqc/SqpVC4MJq2k/s400/11155_199672788348_507768348_2952397_2541370_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SyXXmTj_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqU/J7G9rEr2Od4/s1600-h/11155_199672778348_507768348_2952395_83_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414971180069135362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SyXXmTj_pAI/AAAAAAAAAqU/J7G9rEr2Od4/s400/11155_199672778348_507768348_2952395_83_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SyXXl_UJ7vI/AAAAAAAAAqE/85eEIxq4lFY/s1600-h/11155_199672673348_507768348_2952381_6462085_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414971174633991922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SyXXl_UJ7vI/AAAAAAAAAqE/85eEIxq4lFY/s400/11155_199672673348_507768348_2952381_6462085_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SyXXlTIyI2I/AAAAAAAAAp8/fBrVJuvjAzw/s1600-h/11155_199672498348_507768348_2952355_997382_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414971162775135074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SyXXlTIyI2I/AAAAAAAAAp8/fBrVJuvjAzw/s400/11155_199672498348_507768348_2952355_997382_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Right. So i think this post'll most probably be my last post of the year! :(&lt;br /&gt;Its quite sad, how this year has passed so fast. So many things.................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy ones, sad ones, angry ones, disappointed ones, &amp;amp; so many more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But Quoted from....., a friend last year :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"The New year is comin so hope we can put all these behind. And welcome the new year. (...)"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ha, so. Time to put all these behind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyw this is gonna be the last post cuz i'll be flying to New York this Friday night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;11.55pm i guess. Will only reach NewYork on Sunday early morning hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;About super early morning Ha. SEE i'm gonna die on the plane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It takes me freaking 24hours. ONE DAY. to reach NY. Z, :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHA but nvm anticipate the cold there...................:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well that's all &amp;amp;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;HAPPY EARLY BIRTHDAY TO MY SEXY VEN :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;HAPPY EARLY NEW YEAR EVERYONE! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anitcipate the new year &amp;amp; all the new things. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Last year before i left, i can remember how i felt. I was sad, anxious, then finally happy. Y'know why? I was sad cuz he was working, i couldn't get to him. I was anxious, becuz i was gonna get into the plane, &amp;amp;was afraid i couldn't hear his voice for the last time before i head for Paris. I was happy, becuz he did rush out of work to give me a call just in time to say goodbye, and along with an I Love You. It kept me smiling, &amp;amp; thinking about him my whole plane ride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;This year, i wont need to have any of these emotions anymore. No sad, no anxious, no happy. Becuz i wont be anticipating any call from him. It finally dwelled on me how much i'd forgotten with time. Maybe it just scares me, how these memories can fade so fast when time seems to come to a standstill. But , maybe this is just life. &amp;amp;you just gotta live with it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I dontknow if i would send you a text , like what i had planned. I dontknow if i should. I dontknow if it makes a difference if i did. But if i do text you, i hope there would be a reply. A very honest reply. &amp;amp;that's it. We're done with what used to be, us.&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/37387153-4556064585767364183?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/4556064585767364183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=4556064585767364183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/4556064585767364183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/4556064585767364183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/12/robbed-me-of-ability-to-utter-single.html' title='Robbed me of the ability to utter a single word,'/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SyXXzMSUxVI/AAAAAAAAAqk/huC2Phk71zY/s72-c/11155_199672758348_507768348_2952392_3844166_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37387153.post-5882233204301911543</id><published>2009-12-10T16:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T16:59:52.125+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='--'/><title type='text'>He took my breath away,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SyC4CgzLc-I/AAAAAAAAAp0/YoivgjNd7oI/s1600-h/2973725108_6e42f2989e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413529105403180002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SyC4CgzLc-I/AAAAAAAAAp0/YoivgjNd7oI/s400/2973725108_6e42f2989e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I don't wanna play the broken hearted girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;我们总是错过幸福的那一站.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's all. :) Update again. :)&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/37387153-5882233204301911543?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/5882233204301911543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=5882233204301911543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/5882233204301911543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/5882233204301911543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/12/he-took-my-breath-away.html' title='He took my breath away,'/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SyC4CgzLc-I/AAAAAAAAAp0/YoivgjNd7oI/s72-c/2973725108_6e42f2989e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37387153.post-8451922580193762475</id><published>2009-12-08T14:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T15:31:44.202+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m gone.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Am currently watching&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 下一站，幸福。&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I tell you, its damnnn effing nice. I swear. OMG ha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AHHHHH maybe i shall become an actress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cuz even if all these dramas dont happen on the real me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can still like go through it if i'm an actress. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finished watching the newest episodes of &lt;em&gt;桃花小妹 &amp;amp;Hi My Sweetheart.&lt;/em&gt; :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha, all reallly nice shows but very........&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; Unrealistic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh well. That's why we watch these dramas right? Cuz it wont happen on us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haaaaaa. Well. Its gonna be an eventful weeek!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last week went for Mr So's wedding, :) HAHA he was reallllly shuai manzxzxz!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha. Both Bestfriend &amp;amp; ZeGuang was very gentleman-ly that day!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHA take food for me &amp;amp; Char, we didnt need to do it ourselves. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha, :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okkkk nothing much. Out with Anthea &amp;amp; Ven tmr,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Out with another friend on Thursday,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;...., Escape on Friday? HAHA coolio alrighty bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Bestf, you've always wanted me to trust. &amp;amp;you felt that, my next chapter in life wont be finding someone else with Faizal's eyes, but it will still be him. I'm sorry but i've lost faith. I cant trust him, like how selflessly i did when i was with him. I'm done with him &amp;amp;all the hurt. I'm gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;I tried my best to re-connect with you, but i dont think you want to anymore anyway.&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/37387153-8451922580193762475?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/8451922580193762475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=8451922580193762475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/8451922580193762475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/8451922580193762475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/12/am-currently-watching-i-tell-you-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-5761781971558226925</id><published>2009-12-03T13:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T15:31:18.476+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boredddd.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I swear i'm going crazy uploading pictures on Facebook one by one.&lt;br /&gt;I bet its faster posting it on my blog la. ZOMG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHA okkkk finally done, now tagging people, (GASPS.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haaaaaaaaaa life's a boring bitch now. Ha..........................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wellllllllll finally done with uploading &amp;amp; tagging picturesss. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh &amp;amp; since i'm here today, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JINYUAN! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Welll i've been doing nothing (ugh) But i've only got 15 more days in Singapore!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then going overseas on the 18th Dec then back on 31st Dec one or two AM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So i'll be back for countdown to 2010! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Mr So's wedding on Fridayyyyyy. Bf &amp;amp; Zg is going tooooo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHA Have to find a dress for that dayyyyy......................&lt;em&gt; (Sighs)&lt;/em&gt; Dress, &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;again!!!&lt;/span&gt; :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okkkkkk nothing to blog!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went out with Dearie on Mon, bought present for MR &amp;amp; MRS SO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then.........., heart talk. HAHA &lt;em&gt;loveddd it! :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok now really got nothing alrd. Hmmmmm, another time! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I thought what we had was special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37387153-5761781971558226925?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/5761781971558226925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=5761781971558226925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/5761781971558226925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/5761781971558226925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-swear-im-going-crazy-uploading.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-7386032587751736961</id><published>2009-11-30T11:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T12:02:09.227+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Right.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SxNAIXedj9I/AAAAAAAAAps/5-G-WIzURx0/s1600/IMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409738089887010770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SxNAIXedj9I/AAAAAAAAAps/5-G-WIzURx0/s400/IMG.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's all for today. Rush for time, another day! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;While packing stuffs, i found this old diary of mine, which i thought i'd lost in the early part of this year. Was reading it &amp;amp;had so many flashbacks. Only one entry for the year 2009 on the 10th January. &amp;amp; what striked me the most was my last line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;"He stopped talking to me altogether.................... Why is this so familiar? Maybe the reason why he never liked to talk about his past is becuz he was gonna do the same thing he did to her to me. Well maybe, i'm just another Ann Gie in his eyes. Screw Love."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Well, am i? Its time to move on, gotta forget him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"Its not that you cannot forget him. Its becuz you dont want to."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It sucks to admit but i think Vendela is actually right.&lt;em&gt; Screw this shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&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/37387153-7386032587751736961?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/7386032587751736961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=7386032587751736961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/7386032587751736961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/7386032587751736961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/11/thats-all-for-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SxNAIXedj9I/AAAAAAAAAps/5-G-WIzURx0/s72-c/IMG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37387153.post-8297053446235538852</id><published>2009-11-24T11:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T11:14:42.599+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='-'/><title type='text'>Happy Or Not.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;There are some things we do becuz we convince ourselves it would be better for everyone involved. We tell ourselves that its the right thing to do, the altruistic thing to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You know why?&lt;br /&gt;............................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Becuz its far easier than telling ourselves the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I seem to have lost faith in so many things that i once believed in.&lt;br /&gt;I seem to be back to the same old me 9 months ago. But......, Its shouldnt be like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Its just so hard to be the one always waiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dont believe in forever anymore. &lt;em&gt;Maybe i shouldn't&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;have believed in it anyway.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37387153-8297053446235538852?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/8297053446235538852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=8297053446235538852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/8297053446235538852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/8297053446235538852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-or-not.html' title='Happy Or Not.'/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-8971717979837770394</id><published>2009-11-22T20:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T20:58:12.327+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I just wanna be happy.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello Peeeeeps. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After O's beeen like the most boring thing lah, Z.&lt;br /&gt;There's really so little to do. Prom's next Tuesday though, :)&lt;br /&gt;HAHA i'm a lil excited for it. Wonder how everyone'll loooook like.&lt;br /&gt;Then again, when everyone's dressed up, everyone'll look better right?&lt;br /&gt;HAHA the guys will be more handsome, the girls will be prettier.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA okkkkkk looking forward to it. :)&lt;br /&gt;Life after O's just been ugh, Ha outings after outings.&lt;br /&gt;Out with Ven &amp;amp; Maryann to shop for clothes on Tues.&lt;br /&gt;They bought bought dresses hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Then out with Bestf on Wednesday after he shopped for clothes with the guys.&lt;br /&gt;He was sooooo tight-lipped about what they're wearing. HAHA nvm anticipate on Tues. :)&lt;br /&gt;Caught 'My Sister's Keeper' with him for like a second time, HA.&lt;br /&gt;Its funny how girls cry so much easier than guys. Yup i cried like crazy, Again.&lt;br /&gt;Then todayyyyy! I finally finish reading My Sister's Keeper the storybook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ZOMG i also cried like crazy at the last part. Its a &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;BOOK&lt;/span&gt; ok. No kidding.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was really.........., heart-wrenching, touching. You name it, yup.&lt;br /&gt;I swear&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Jodi Picoult&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; really has like the best brain to think of all these touching stories la, :(&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA really very sad. Okkkkkk havent posted pics in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;Here's with my Bf, :) Camwhore more during prom alrighty byeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406906451979879186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SwkwxWQHQxI/AAAAAAAAApU/rKDullj1nko/s400/DSC00929-001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406906448649331570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SwkwxJ2DI3I/AAAAAAAAApM/Z4MRH1LPCGg/s400/DSC00931-001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406906454793222354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/Swkwxgu3eNI/AAAAAAAAApc/qs99yeWYbC8/s400/DSC00934-001.jpg" /&gt;That's all for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&amp;amp;Last but not least! Thanks okkkk Chris for that lengthy tag ha.&lt;br /&gt;I get what you mean, dont think too much when i post stuff like that ok, :)&lt;br /&gt;Cuz yup its just another moment when i feel torn up anyw. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;But, you know me, i'll be over it soon. :) Take care over there come back soon. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:20%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I think that decision i made was crap. Everything i say about decisions about it is just crap. Ha, is it me or its just an illusion. About breaking free from this shit. I know in a few years time i so am gonna look back &amp;amp; laugh at myself for being sucha stupid ass for holding on to nothing but crap. I know, that this is just gonna be one of the failed relationships i have. I know there's someone better out there, waiting for my arrival. So why the fuck is this shittens thingy still here?! Then again, Love. Love, you cant just forget love by setting yourself a deadline. By saying, "At this date, i will stop thinking about him. I will stop liking him. I will stop loving him. I will throw away every damn shit memory of him." No. Its doesnt work that way. Its a slow process that i dont wanna go through at all. It hurts like damn fuck all over again, shouldnt this have been over eons ago? I guess i've used O levels as an excuse one too many times, &amp;amp; now that i actually have to deal with this with no more excuses to give..... I'm lost. I dont know how to deal with it. I dont wanto deal with it. I dont wanto go through this damn heartache anymore. That's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"What can i do, the love that we had is torn in two. So you take the smiles, from all our years. I'll take the tears."&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/37387153-8971717979837770394?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/8971717979837770394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=8971717979837770394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/8971717979837770394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/8971717979837770394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello-peeeeeps.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SwkwxWQHQxI/AAAAAAAAApU/rKDullj1nko/s72-c/DSC00929-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37387153.post-766152571721728862</id><published>2009-11-16T15:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T15:47:46.604+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confused shitz'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe that’s just growing up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When you’re young, you tell yourself things like, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Well, if it didn’t work out, it wasn’t meant to be,” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as if that actually meant something just because it sounds like it does. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think you can say something like that so blithely because you expect to stumble onto something else just &lt;em&gt;as wonderful just around the next bend in the road. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But people are rare, perfect, unique things and just because everyone really does live a life&lt;br /&gt;full of farewells doesn’t mean &lt;em&gt;you shouldn’t at least realize what it really&lt;br /&gt;means to say goodbye to something that meant everything. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Just because you will survive and get over it doesn’t mean you should let it go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-Adam Duritz &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I guess sometimes I'm so focused on finding &lt;em&gt;our &lt;/em&gt;happy ending i don't learn how to read the signs. Like how to tell from the ones who wants and the ones who don't, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;the ones who will stay and the ones who will leave.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;And maybe a happy ending doesn't include a guy, maybe it's just me on my own, picking up the pieces and starting over, freeing myself up for something better in the future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Maybe the happy ending is just moving on................................... Isnt it(?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;9 months........., is it long enough?&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/37387153-766152571721728862?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/766152571721728862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=766152571721728862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/766152571721728862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/766152571721728862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/11/maybe-thats-just-growing-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-8634955446324225479</id><published>2009-11-12T17:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T17:42:48.034+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zzz'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"It takes a second to say 'I Love You' but it takes a lifetime to show it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'I Love You' (s), it no longer means anything does it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On a whole, if love takes a lifetime to show it, then how many people &lt;em&gt;truly&lt;/em&gt; know/shown Love?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If not, these people who claim they know love, &amp;amp; yet are able to forget the one they claimed they love after awhile. Then, it isn't Love they had, is it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Looks like 'I Love You' no longer means anything. Its just.... another form of sweet talk becuz you never know if the person really means it anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, When you say, "I Love You" to someone............., &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you know if you really mean it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Now that's something to ponder about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;What an understatement.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not emo, this is not pessimistic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I guess i'm just becoming more realistic &amp;amp; thinking more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;The first cut is the deepest.&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/37387153-8634955446324225479?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/8634955446324225479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=8634955446324225479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/8634955446324225479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/8634955446324225479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-takes-second-to-say-i-love-you-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-6254175321242711475</id><published>2009-11-10T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T21:56:26.305+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='End of O&apos;s'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/Svlu4t6lJSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/gXsgsGD_cfQ/s1600-h/2111117022_d9c9202458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402471148684649762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/Svlu4t6lJSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/gXsgsGD_cfQ/s400/2111117022_d9c9202458.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HAHAHA Zomg to start of a post with such a cute guy's face is like(!!!!!!!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Perfect.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHAHA. I seriously think he's damn cute. :D :D :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O's are gonna be over, left with Chemistry paper 1 on Friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Back to school tmr for Chem extra lesson, early to meet up with Bestf, :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHAHA currently........, i'm still into&lt;em&gt; 桃花小妹&lt;/em&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;amp; of cuz &lt;em&gt;Jiro Wang&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHAHA. Yes screwed up my Physics paper one today zomg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was like effing careless. Damn sad.................... I could've gotten full marks DAMN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nvm.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt; "Keep moving forward"&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chemistry papar one, i get full marks for compensation okkkkk!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHA nothing left to say off to chat with Zx &amp;amp; Bestf now byeeeeee. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;13th November's nearing. I dont want O's to end cuz........... I dont wanto face this. I dont wanto make a decision. But i will because................... Its just time.&lt;br /&gt;Comtradictaions over contradictions over contradictions. I dont know what to think.&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/37387153-6254175321242711475?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/6254175321242711475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=6254175321242711475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/6254175321242711475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/6254175321242711475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/11/hahaha-zomg-to-start-of-post-with-such.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_sn4PSL2hTEo/Svlu4t6lJSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/gXsgsGD_cfQ/s72-c/2111117022_d9c9202458.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37387153.post-253925278111078001</id><published>2009-11-05T10:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T11:50:33.401+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jiro Wang.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;HI :) More than half of O's is overrrrrrr :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Screwed up some but nvm bah hope for the best!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mj movie This is It movie outing was the bombxzxzxz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had much fun ytd suaning Jolin &amp;amp; ZuXiang. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had cake for Jolin hope she loved it! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In all, Happy belated Birthday Tan Jo Lin! :D Loveeeeeee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let the peektures do the talking. :)&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SvI3mgxty9I/AAAAAAAAAok/w5GHjKDNQ3I/s1600-h/ST833711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400440037943659474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SvI3mgxty9I/AAAAAAAAAok/w5GHjKDNQ3I/s400/ST833711.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SvI3mXAWoSI/AAAAAAAAAoc/tyEvCx91dyk/s1600-h/ST833719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400440035320701218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SvI3mXAWoSI/AAAAAAAAAoc/tyEvCx91dyk/s400/ST833719.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SvI3Hx7KogI/AAAAAAAAAoU/okcZbQN8i_0/s1600-h/ST833717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400439509970756098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SvI3Hx7KogI/AAAAAAAAAoU/okcZbQN8i_0/s400/ST833717.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SvI3H8I_CWI/AAAAAAAAAoM/ivx2T0A7-0w/s1600-h/ST833734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400439512713070946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SvI3H8I_CWI/AAAAAAAAAoM/ivx2T0A7-0w/s400/ST833734.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SvI3HX7L5TI/AAAAAAAAAoE/O0EUGJsfqzg/s1600-h/ST833736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400439502991516978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SvI3HX7L5TI/AAAAAAAAAoE/O0EUGJsfqzg/s400/ST833736.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SvI3G3KmXrI/AAAAAAAAAn0/8uOcuKtPQQE/s1600-h/ST833760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400439494197796530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SvI3G3KmXrI/AAAAAAAAAn0/8uOcuKtPQQE/s400/ST833760.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Didnt post much cuz lazyyy. Currently watching 桃花小妹now zomg. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 407px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400461341004705618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SvJK-g3Qr1I/AAAAAAAAAo0/R88QXOsxLjY/s400/1029870236_c8d3a6d783.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;This fella here is currently my new love......:D HAHAHAHA zomg so cute. :):):):):):):):):)&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA off to see the latest ep 3 and then off to study geog!! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bye peeps.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37387153-253925278111078001?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/253925278111078001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=253925278111078001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/253925278111078001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/253925278111078001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/11/hi-more-than-half-of-os-is-overrrrrrr-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SvI3mgxty9I/AAAAAAAAAok/w5GHjKDNQ3I/s72-c/ST833711.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37387153.post-3192449492748158798</id><published>2009-10-23T09:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T10:09:32.541+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trust.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SuEPkqddmUI/AAAAAAAAAns/mjzB8kQ43-E/s1600-h/2747039594_38824b9127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395610951114135874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SuEPkqddmUI/AAAAAAAAAns/mjzB8kQ43-E/s400/2747039594_38824b9127.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;Trust,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is a very big word.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;O levels in 2 days omfg, bye off to study. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37387153-3192449492748158798?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/3192449492748158798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=3192449492748158798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/3192449492748158798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/3192449492748158798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/10/trust-is-very-big-word.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SuEPkqddmUI/AAAAAAAAAns/mjzB8kQ43-E/s72-c/2747039594_38824b9127.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37387153.post-8390925101115089167</id><published>2009-10-19T11:58:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T12:51:10.266+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stronger than ever.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hi Hi :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its &lt;strong&gt;7 days to O levels&lt;/strong&gt; now......., I'm feeling pretty stressed out these days....):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I mean, everyone around me is like complaining that i look too stressed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shit, maybe i'm stressed cuz i'm starting to regret not studying earlier. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sigh. See i shouldnt even be here laaaa, zomg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HA. K enough of complaints!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last Friday was at Airport with the weirdest study group HA HA HA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hm was with &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Vendela, Mei Xin, Li Hao, Yeng Fai and Sin Yong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHAHA seee actly wanted to study but in the end........ Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Started off at Macs, played the big cards Li Hao brought... studied for awhile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have lunch, then talked about stuffs, then aiyo no mood to study alrd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHAA then walk walk, sit down on floor, camwhore abit. Play games.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then went home. Ahhhhhhhh, but coolio i think it was quite fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wasnt as weird as i thought it'll be HA HA HA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;amp;i srsly think i'm much stronger now........., cuz i didnt cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHAHAHAA. Let's not talk about that anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyw i've decided to dedicate a song to my Bestf (s), heee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love you all very very much, thanks for everything. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"You Make It Real" By James&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Morrison. (I think.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So much craziness surrounding me&lt;br /&gt;So much going on, it gets hard to breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When all my faith has gone, you bring it back to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;You make it real for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I'm not sure of my priorities&lt;br /&gt;When I've lost sight of where I'm meant to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Like holy water passing over me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;You make it real for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm running to you, baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cuz you're the only one who saved me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's why I've been missing you lately&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Cuz you make it real for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my head is strong, but my heart is weak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm full of arrogance and uncertainty&lt;br /&gt;When I can't find the words,&lt;br /&gt;You teach my heart to speak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;You make it real for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm running to you, baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cuz you're the only one who saved me&lt;br /&gt;That's why I've been missing you lately&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Cuz you make it real for me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh when everybody's talking in words I don't understand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You got to be the only one who knows just who I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You're shining in the distance,&lt;em&gt; I hope I can make it through&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cuz the only place that I want to be&lt;br /&gt;Is right back home with you&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I guess there's so much more, I have to learn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But if you're here with me, I know which way to turn&lt;br /&gt;You always give me somewhere, somewhere I can run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;You make it real for me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm running to you, baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cuz you're the only one who saved me&lt;br /&gt;That's why I've been missing you lately&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Cuz you make it real for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;You Make It Real For Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Thanks, Lovee you very very much. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm stronger now, much stronger than what i used to be................&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/37387153-8390925101115089167?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/8390925101115089167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=8390925101115089167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/8390925101115089167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/8390925101115089167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/10/hi-hi-its-7-days-to-o-levels-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-4459103348077843050</id><published>2009-10-12T13:23:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T15:07:17.591+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='An end.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey yo its been the longest time since i blogged.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyw last Friday was grad dayyyyy.................. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sigh i cried like zomgggg laaa and i was the only one who did, other than Jie Ming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Damn. Anyw........, yes i think 4Harmony is the best class i've been in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Although sometimes i do regret changing classes.........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But right now i know the biggest regret in my life would've been if i didnt change into Harmony.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For in harmony, i've gained many. Although i've also lost some, but... Ya it doesnt matter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Being in harmony made me grow up. Harmony has helped me gain friends i thought i would've never known about. Harmony had let me into the bliss of love, took it away, but yet at the same time replaced it with friends that are irreplacable. Harmony had taught me how to treasure those that are around you, and not to regret it when he/she is gone. Harmony has given me so so so much, and taken away so so so little. Harmony has given me the kind of bestf's i know i would cherish till eternity. So............, Thank you so much Four Harmony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'll let the pictures do the talking now. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLMNTkx7bI/AAAAAAAAAnU/EEbocor7Ptw/s1600-h/8427_181616469847_696724847_3845102_6342471_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391596232880811442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLMNTkx7bI/AAAAAAAAAnU/EEbocor7Ptw/s320/8427_181616469847_696724847_3845102_6342471_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vendela Wooo, :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLMM_6TUrI/AAAAAAAAAnM/kUpinlp-gRc/s1600-h/8427_181616529847_696724847_3845110_6755980_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391596227602371250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLMM_6TUrI/AAAAAAAAAnM/kUpinlp-gRc/s320/8427_181616529847_696724847_3845110_6755980_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLMMqsSKcI/AAAAAAAAAnE/c5Ul8Ed_H2I/s1600-h/8427_181616534847_696724847_3845111_863010_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391596221906430402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLMMqsSKcI/AAAAAAAAAnE/c5Ul8Ed_H2I/s320/8427_181616534847_696724847_3845111_863010_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLL9gUV0sI/AAAAAAAAAm8/SR4iKuOMxFc/s1600-h/8427_181616569847_696724847_3845116_6220246_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391595961423614658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLL9gUV0sI/AAAAAAAAAm8/SR4iKuOMxFc/s320/8427_181616569847_696724847_3845116_6220246_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLL9NdkpsI/AAAAAAAAAm0/dX_9COysyBg/s1600-h/8427_181616574847_696724847_3845117_3431089_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391595956362061506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLL9NdkpsI/AAAAAAAAAm0/dX_9COysyBg/s320/8427_181616574847_696724847_3845117_3431089_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ng Zu Xiang, :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLL89MunNI/AAAAAAAAAms/ckZbIaLNUZw/s1600-h/8427_181616699847_696724847_3845136_3960935_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391595951996443858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLL89MunNI/AAAAAAAAAms/ckZbIaLNUZw/s320/8427_181616699847_696724847_3845136_3960935_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seeee this is when Zx asks Jolin to prom. HAHAHA. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391595941551464418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLL8WSc3-I/AAAAAAAAAmk/AEiEVqXUHqM/s320/8427_181616754847_696724847_3845144_5805533_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey yo this is my bestfriend. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLL77uu4rI/AAAAAAAAAmc/lqsNVRfafNA/s1600-h/8427_181616759847_696724847_3845145_3559284_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391595934422327986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLL77uu4rI/AAAAAAAAAmc/lqsNVRfafNA/s320/8427_181616759847_696724847_3845145_3559284_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLLfoViu6I/AAAAAAAAAmU/Guz8udRtJQc/s1600-h/8427_181616779847_696724847_3845148_5437857_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391595448180063138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLLfoViu6I/AAAAAAAAAmU/Guz8udRtJQc/s320/8427_181616779847_696724847_3845148_5437857_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLLfShWtuI/AAAAAAAAAmM/_h0gxIrJdUo/s1600-h/8427_181616954847_696724847_3845171_917492_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391595442324027106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLLfShWtuI/AAAAAAAAAmM/_h0gxIrJdUo/s320/8427_181616954847_696724847_3845171_917492_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 Couragians, Char Me &amp;amp; Wei Kian. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLLe9Fpl-I/AAAAAAAAAmE/_4FpfPOwCQ8/s1600-h/8427_181616969847_696724847_3845173_1678599_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391595436570679266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLLe9Fpl-I/AAAAAAAAAmE/_4FpfPOwCQ8/s320/8427_181616969847_696724847_3845173_1678599_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLLeSBe81I/AAAAAAAAAl8/r2VLFFYtiRw/s1600-h/8427_181616989847_696724847_3845177_7352988_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391595425010479954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLLeSBe81I/AAAAAAAAAl8/r2VLFFYtiRw/s320/8427_181616989847_696724847_3845177_7352988_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3/4 Harmony classmates. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLLd9tenVI/AAAAAAAAAl0/4psWT7WiqgY/s1600-h/8427_181617079847_696724847_3845189_483578_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391595419557862738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLLd9tenVI/AAAAAAAAAl0/4psWT7WiqgY/s320/8427_181617079847_696724847_3845189_483578_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The one &amp;amp; only school lake. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLKHY5DWRI/AAAAAAAAAls/pkV7VV_wOJE/s1600-h/8427_181617179847_696724847_3845203_6183534_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391593932205545746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLKHY5DWRI/AAAAAAAAAls/pkV7VV_wOJE/s320/8427_181617179847_696724847_3845203_6183534_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLKHBZbU-I/AAAAAAAAAlk/_pyitzrxFKU/s1600-h/8427_181617189847_696724847_3845204_2071130_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391593925898884066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLKHBZbU-I/AAAAAAAAAlk/_pyitzrxFKU/s320/8427_181617189847_696724847_3845204_2071130_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLKGrC4GyI/AAAAAAAAAlc/y2RB10kfbM4/s1600-h/8427_181617209847_696724847_3845207_4501512_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391593919898721058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLKGrC4GyI/AAAAAAAAAlc/y2RB10kfbM4/s320/8427_181617209847_696724847_3845207_4501512_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLKGeXMbJI/AAAAAAAAAlU/yoPKbc1Jjkk/s1600-h/8427_181617214847_696724847_3845208_3596163_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391593916494277778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLKGeXMbJI/AAAAAAAAAlU/yoPKbc1Jjkk/s320/8427_181617214847_696724847_3845208_3596163_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLKF1o6v8I/AAAAAAAAAlM/KU6boxzIl3o/s1600-h/8427_181617229847_696724847_3845210_4019195_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391593905562763202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLKF1o6v8I/AAAAAAAAAlM/KU6boxzIl3o/s320/8427_181617229847_696724847_3845210_4019195_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLJyErOpQI/AAAAAAAAAlE/jsaFeeCdkng/s1600-h/8427_181617294847_696724847_3845219_3396658_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391593566001603842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLJyErOpQI/AAAAAAAAAlE/jsaFeeCdkng/s320/8427_181617294847_696724847_3845219_3396658_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Charmaine Teo, dearie. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLJxpS7cgI/AAAAAAAAAk8/sg37rq8Jhws/s1600-h/8427_181617369847_696724847_3845229_5623434_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391593558651924994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLJxpS7cgI/AAAAAAAAAk8/sg37rq8Jhws/s320/8427_181617369847_696724847_3845229_5623434_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLJxXyib7I/AAAAAAAAAk0/T30BgDNl4n4/s1600-h/8427_181617384847_696724847_3845230_3651650_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391593553952665522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLJxXyib7I/AAAAAAAAAk0/T30BgDNl4n4/s320/8427_181617384847_696724847_3845230_3651650_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLJwxQoVjI/AAAAAAAAAks/455n9p1DmKo/s1600-h/8427_181617759847_696724847_3845283_7589189_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391593543609898546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLJwxQoVjI/AAAAAAAAAks/455n9p1DmKo/s320/8427_181617759847_696724847_3845283_7589189_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SEE SEE MY BESTFRIEND IS SO CUTE RIGHTTTT. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLJwmCMC4I/AAAAAAAAAkk/ajBwVKb3VZk/s1600-h/8427_181642129847_696724847_3845509_6232483_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391593540596534146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLJwmCMC4I/AAAAAAAAAkk/ajBwVKb3VZk/s320/8427_181642129847_696724847_3845509_6232483_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLJeLsFVbI/AAAAAAAAAkc/vy69NTkNVL4/s1600-h/8427_181642179847_696724847_3845516_8046657_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391593224286852530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLJeLsFVbI/AAAAAAAAAkc/vy69NTkNVL4/s320/8427_181642179847_696724847_3845516_8046657_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha Zx made us take this picture before taking the one belowwwwww, :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLJdykJd1I/AAAAAAAAAkU/6xyRZEs9-J4/s1600-h/8427_181642184847_696724847_3845517_2175770_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391593217542682450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLJdykJd1I/AAAAAAAAAkU/6xyRZEs9-J4/s320/8427_181642184847_696724847_3845517_2175770_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AHA AHA couple of the year? :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLJdb65KPI/AAAAAAAAAkM/iBL6FEILPuI/s1600-h/8427_181642264847_696724847_3845528_3792749_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391593211464067314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLJdb65KPI/AAAAAAAAAkM/iBL6FEILPuI/s320/8427_181642264847_696724847_3845528_3792749_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLJdKhHY6I/AAAAAAAAAkE/54i_CdWw5DM/s1600-h/8427_181642624847_696724847_3845569_1083728_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391593206792545186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLJdKhHY6I/AAAAAAAAAkE/54i_CdWw5DM/s320/8427_181642624847_696724847_3845569_1083728_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ying Hui! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLJcrK3OpI/AAAAAAAAAj8/SqvgGnplSoo/s1600-h/8427_181642649847_696724847_3845573_7203332_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391593198377712274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLJcrK3OpI/AAAAAAAAAj8/SqvgGnplSoo/s320/8427_181642649847_696724847_3845573_7203332_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SIX years friends, how cool is that, Benjamin Ho. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLI2laYarI/AAAAAAAAAj0/veo06vKbfmY/s1600-h/8427_181642724847_696724847_3845581_8039334_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391592543997160114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLI2laYarI/AAAAAAAAAj0/veo06vKbfmY/s320/8427_181642724847_696724847_3845581_8039334_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jie Ming :)&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLI2Hoz8dI/AAAAAAAAAjs/9WtNKdwFkEw/s1600-h/8427_181642734847_696724847_3845583_4091349_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391592536004620754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLI2Hoz8dI/AAAAAAAAAjs/9WtNKdwFkEw/s320/8427_181642734847_696724847_3845583_4091349_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jolene, Sherina &amp;amp; Rui Shan, :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLI1e2OtcI/AAAAAAAAAjk/KAzA827GSdY/s1600-h/8427_181642754847_696724847_3845586_5168518_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391592525055047106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLI1e2OtcI/AAAAAAAAAjk/KAzA827GSdY/s320/8427_181642754847_696724847_3845586_5168518_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CHEEE MEI XUAN, :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLI0ukvXmI/AAAAAAAAAjc/SECU7U6ymYY/s1600-h/8427_181642794847_696724847_3845591_3286943_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391592512096788066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLI0ukvXmI/AAAAAAAAAjc/SECU7U6ymYY/s320/8427_181642794847_696724847_3845591_3286943_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jocelyn the lagger, :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLIz6zYCKI/AAAAAAAAAjU/izKjHKHga-4/s1600-h/8427_181642774847_696724847_3845589_5901179_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391592498199529634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLIz6zYCKI/AAAAAAAAAjU/izKjHKHga-4/s320/8427_181642774847_696724847_3845589_5901179_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bestfriend Peh Wei Jie. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLIYR8PK3I/AAAAAAAAAjM/K4TIlnzD_mA/s1600-h/8427_181642814847_696724847_3845594_1543375_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391592023374375794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLIYR8PK3I/AAAAAAAAAjM/K4TIlnzD_mA/s320/8427_181642814847_696724847_3845594_1543375_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4 years classmates Samy Sitt Wei Kian, :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLIX8ZDE-I/AAAAAAAAAjE/9eownxLv1xc/s1600-h/8427_181642819847_696724847_3845595_736887_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391592017589638114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLIX8ZDE-I/AAAAAAAAAjE/9eownxLv1xc/s320/8427_181642819847_696724847_3845595_736887_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tan Ze Guang, :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 323px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 218px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391596607244076386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLMjGL8BWI/AAAAAAAAAnc/QD_Q-42HZVo/s320/8427_181642834847_696724847_3845597_8108286_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lowell Chong Jia Yee, :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391592005214138162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLIXOSf7zI/AAAAAAAAAi0/4WUYWsDmm9g/s320/8427_181642884847_696724847_3845602_8050807_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLIWh_YYvI/AAAAAAAAAis/CkNj_vKbmvU/s1600-h/8427_181642889847_696724847_3845603_2407332_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391591993322791666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLIWh_YYvI/AAAAAAAAAis/CkNj_vKbmvU/s320/8427_181642889847_696724847_3845603_2407332_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This class will be missed! Along with many other friends that i've had in Chung Cheng.&lt;br /&gt;Anyw i'm too lazy to post anymore pics up cuz i just realised i miss out the group hug.&lt;br /&gt;Me Char Aslyn &amp;amp; Jolin in the middle with the 7 guys in the class hugging us from the outside.&lt;br /&gt;I guess i've much mixed emotions......., sad, blissed and many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But in any case, i know i will miss everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Yes anyw prom is going welllllllllll, :)&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait till then and.............. I've got a fantasy that only a few know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;"I hope that ................................ As a friend............................... Prom."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Fill in the words, HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;2 weeks left to O levels &amp;amp; then it'll be really goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;Take care okay, I will remember all of you. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;YOU ALL ARE LOVED BY ME. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:45%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I've cracked much brain cells for many days deciding whether to write that letter to you, and after many opinions i did. &lt;em&gt;Because i'd rather regret doing it than regret not doing it.&lt;/em&gt; I'd also gave you the ring you never knew existed, and i'm actly glad i gave it to you. It feel as if a whole burden has been lifted off my shoulders. If this whole year, me clinging on to us/all the emo shit on this blog has affected you in a way or another, (if it didnt, then i'm glad.) Then i'm really sorry. I guess...., finally after so long i might be finally putting an end to this. Sorry that it took me so long... But yes, i guess you've read the letter &amp;amp; i really hope maybe someday we can really become bestfriends again, for you being my bestfriend is something i know is worth holding on to for life. Thanks and sorry for everything too, friend. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;All the best for O's then, let's all do well together. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37387153-4459103348077843050?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/4459103348077843050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=4459103348077843050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/4459103348077843050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/4459103348077843050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/10/hey-yo-its-been-longest-time-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_sn4PSL2hTEo/StLMNTkx7bI/AAAAAAAAAnU/EEbocor7Ptw/s72-c/8427_181616469847_696724847_3845102_6342471_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37387153.post-2699272760914924982</id><published>2009-09-23T21:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T22:08:01.845+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What could have been.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hellllo i'm here for a fast update.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Prelim results hasnt been any goooood i feel like i'm gonnna scoop my O's damn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anyw was farewell for Chris today, had fun at Kallang Leisure park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Was with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Florence MeiXuan Jolene RuiShan Sherina Lowell JieMing WeiJie Benjamin Zeguang WeiKian YingHui JoLin CharamaineT Aslyn Sheena. &lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp; of cuz &lt;strong&gt;Chris&lt;/strong&gt; la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ate some Jap buffet zomg the food was zzzzzzzzzzomg! HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ya took like super alot of pictures with Charmaine's Big big camera....., :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heh Pictures'll be up on Facebook sooon i guess, go check it out! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then after that MeiXuan &amp;amp; gang plus 4 guys went for bowling !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So left me JoLin CharmaineT Aslyn YingHui Sheena Benjamin &amp;amp; JieMing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Walked around for awhile then decided to go home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Aslynnnnnnnn made me JoLin &amp;amp;Ben walkkkk so long la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ended up at the busstop where we could walk a shorter way there, zomg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHA but yes bus ride with Ben after JoLin was gone was (!!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHAHA i think thats the first time in 6 years of knowing Ben that i talked so much to him, alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Zomg. Yes but haha i'm gonna miss him after Sec 4(!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;After all, 6 years of friends, 10 years schoolmates. Heh. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Anyw k i am officially not feeling wellll at alll.....................):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This sucks cuz i dont wanna fall sick now... zzz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Plus prom's a big headache now, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thanks so much hur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Called bestf but he didnt pick up too. ): ): ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;K off to watch my MingZhong bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Today, i took out everything that you gave me, a small gift or a big one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Today, i took out everything that i wanted to give you but never had a chance to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Today, i cried as much as i did when we broke up 7 months ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Today, i missed you hell of alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Today, i made a promise to myself that i will never let a guy hurt me this much again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Today, i took out the pair of rings that were meant for you &amp;amp; me....... I stared at it for a long time, &amp;amp; wondered what should i do with it. In the first place, i'd already decided to throw it away since the day i found out about you &amp;amp; her, but i could never bear to, thanks to all the fantasies that i once had. Now, all i wanna do is to throw it away too, but i realised i cant bear to still. This time, not because i'm still having fantasies, but because i'm trying to cling on to something which i can still call.................., ours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I know i'm stupid but i cant help but wish &amp;amp;hope that i've never lost you at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Clinging on to has-beens isnt easy, but letting it go isnt any easier too.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm packing up the things now, cuz i cant that the huge rush of memories, the good and the bad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I loved you. Always did........., &amp;amp;i guess i always will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Today, could've been our First Year Anniversary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;Happy (Should've been) One Year.........., dear.&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/37387153-2699272760914924982?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/2699272760914924982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=2699272760914924982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/2699272760914924982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/2699272760914924982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/09/hellllo-im-here-for-fast-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-2898988444909266834</id><published>2009-09-19T10:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T11:26:18.074+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Regrets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='not.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hahaha helllllo. Went out for lunch with&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt; Bestf&lt;/span&gt; yesterday at Suntec (!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHA we stayed at Just Noodles for like 3 hours to eat talk &amp;amp; slack.... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were sitting........... &lt;em&gt;at the exact same spot that i sat in there the first time&lt;/em&gt; i went in to eat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Which was like last year with......... HAHAHA. &lt;em&gt;Nah shan't rmb it anymore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Talked about alot of things......................... HAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wound up walking around for awhile cuz he gotta go off at 4 plus to play bball. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heh, ohhh yes. Was in Toys'R'Us when he started taking pictures of horses when he couldn't find a mouse........ -.- I couldnt find anything hairy/a duck to take a picture of either, damnit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are the pictures then, :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SrRMLeHMTVI/AAAAAAAAAf0/z9z1hz3UPHk/s1600-h/7434_134762169269_730329269_2561127_511954_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383011214560087378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SrRMLeHMTVI/AAAAAAAAAf0/z9z1hz3UPHk/s400/7434_134762169269_730329269_2561127_511954_s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383011215861470962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SrRMLi9d1vI/AAAAAAAAAf8/PxLs2vNLNEw/s400/7434_134762174269_730329269_2561128_561813_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383011227465179218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SrRMMOMAYFI/AAAAAAAAAgE/eg3DYsb0pmw/s400/7434_134762179269_730329269_2561129_8303769_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;HAHAHAHA shit this picture is so blurred la dang. I was laughing cuz he looks more hilarious than in the picture.&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then ya he caused me/us to be so malu in Toy'R'Us laaaaa, shall decline to talk about it LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Yes but overall i've had fun ytd thanks bestf! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;WOW i just realised &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Char/ZeGuang/WeiKian/JieMing&lt;/span&gt; was at skygarden/Suntec ytd too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Was a pity that we didnt meet them, Heh. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, its raining now. Just watched Kanye West ruin Taylor Swift's night. Dang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gotta start to study sooon, O's are nearing like..... seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Goodbye bye bye bye bye for now. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;"You think walking away was easy......., yet you never knew how hard each step was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;A girl must've been i fool to have met you, so why did i.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I must've done something right to have had you, and something wrong to have known the real you."&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/37387153-2898988444909266834?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/2898988444909266834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=2898988444909266834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/2898988444909266834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/2898988444909266834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/09/hahaha-helllllo.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SrRMLeHMTVI/AAAAAAAAAf0/z9z1hz3UPHk/s72-c/7434_134762169269_730329269_2561127_511954_s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37387153.post-4983469435313630800</id><published>2009-09-18T10:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T10:29:07.108+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='due date'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SrLuLFcwioI/AAAAAAAAAfM/GOEU_u1i5HQ/s1600-h/Movie-Stills-the-time-travelers-wife-7407815-1222-817.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382626378869934722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SrLuLFcwioI/AAAAAAAAAfM/GOEU_u1i5HQ/s400/Movie-Stills-the-time-travelers-wife-7407815-1222-817.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okaay wow Blogger finally can post pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's the picture i wanted to post in the last postttt. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyw, Prelims are finally over! Next week is my due date cuz results are coming out.... ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha, hm. I cant dins anything else i wanna say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But since i'm here today....., Heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Happy Birthday Chee Mei Xuan! (:"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Sweeeeet 16th k ha thanks for........ Always being there to talk crap with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To console me thru ups &amp;amp; downs, for sharing stuffs with me &amp;amp; most of all...........,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For being a great friend of mine.&lt;/em&gt; Treasure today, hope you'll have fun! &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Luvvv you. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes. HAHAHA. Prom night's getting me all excited..........., I hope everyone&lt;em&gt; nice&lt;/em&gt;'ll go. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Off to watch some show online, catch up again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Lunch with Bestfriend later, cant wait! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382627110084944530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 337px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 326px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SrLu1pcAIpI/AAAAAAAAAfU/ghaR8TQSNq0/s400/balloons_by_little_pretty.png" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;"Sometimes i wish i could fly away from here............. But i dont wanto too. I will remember you."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37387153-4983469435313630800?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/4983469435313630800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=4983469435313630800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/4983469435313630800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/4983469435313630800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/09/okaay-wow-blogger-finally-can-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SrLuLFcwioI/AAAAAAAAAfM/GOEU_u1i5HQ/s72-c/Movie-Stills-the-time-travelers-wife-7407815-1222-817.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37387153.post-7360118665877464993</id><published>2009-09-08T13:19:00.022+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T14:23:27.465+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Time is nothing.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I have given up on trying to post pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyw to everyone go watch &lt;strong&gt;Time Travellers wife&lt;/strong&gt; k! Its a very nice show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The book is even better, in fact.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just wasted my morning chionging my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;命中注定我爱你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, ha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was nice......., Lol &lt;em&gt;let's all go fantasize now&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHAHA. K &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Time Traveller's Wife&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;FTW&lt;/em&gt; (!!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heh. Offf for tuition now bye luv.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The Sweet Escape............................ Time is nothing."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;(But for me......, time brings a whole new pain of its own. I miss you.)&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/37387153-7360118665877464993?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/7360118665877464993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=7360118665877464993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/7360118665877464993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/7360118665877464993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-5031952508228416070</id><published>2009-09-05T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T12:22:30.774+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quoted.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hi i'm here for a short update!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Prelims are getting a lil screwed but, to hell with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I shall chiong the rest. (Gasps.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyw BOF tonight! I srsly think i've been watching too much tv!&lt;/div&gt;Been catching &lt;strong&gt;命中注定我爱你&lt;/strong&gt; on U channel every night. HAHA its getting exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&amp;amp; i really like the show too. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So unrealistic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But i hope all post-it girls in the world can meet someone that appreciates/loves them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ha.........., Omg but ya so unrealistic(!!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rme, heh. K next week's gonna be a week packed with activities!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Monday's reserved for my beloved sister, (:D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Tuesday/Thursday i've got tuition,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Wednesday's off to Ven's house to study!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Friday's out with Bestf to get more studying/work done. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heh its gonna be a fruitful week &amp;amp; let me tell you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I AM SO GONNNA &lt;strong&gt;ACE &lt;/strong&gt;ALL THE SUBJECTS THAT'LL BE TESTED AFT SEPT HOLS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I SHALL GO OWN WEIKIAN OR SMT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha, wait thats not exactly possible, but ya AIM HIGH! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;K i'm off to play neopets now, &lt;em&gt;Facebook is just getting boring.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Byeeee! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#6633ff;"&gt;"Its hard to&lt;em&gt; wait around for something you know might never happen&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#6633ff;"&gt;But its even harder to give up when &lt;em&gt;you know its everything you want.&lt;/em&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/37387153-5031952508228416070?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/5031952508228416070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=5031952508228416070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/5031952508228416070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/5031952508228416070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/09/hi-im-here-for-short-update-prelims-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-1816658730058410682</id><published>2009-08-23T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T17:00:04.024+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m a happy girl today.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ARGH. I cant upload pictures RME. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But anyw everything i wanted to upload's on Facebook. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm having a great birthday though i'm at home..., but yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thanks to everyone who wished me Happy Birthday k!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I shall do this how i did it last year. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I wanna Thank.............,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mei Xin Gerald CharmaineT WeiJie Zhe Rui Maryann Vendela MingEn Aslyn Melissa Mii Chiang Raymond WeiKian QiYong WeiSeng Ashley Lowell Jordan SweeYan HenryC MeiXuan Colin Reis Anthea SiYing ZeGuang JinYuan Dominic Sharon CharmaineC JiaHong ShouSuan Reynold DongYing HenryW YanNing BryanChong SiewKiong Sherina Toh Wei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For the birthday Wishes. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I wanna Thank&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Charmaine Aslyn JoLin Benjamin WeiKian JieMing ZeGuang&lt;/span&gt; for the beloved &lt;strong&gt;BOF&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;DVD&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;HAHAHHAHA YES I LOVE IT ALOTTTTTT THANKS SO MUCH LUV YOU GUYS LIKE CRAZY. :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I LUV CHARMAINET FOR HER CARD TOOOO. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I wanna Thank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; Bestfriend WeiJie&lt;/span&gt; for his &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Chocolates&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I wanna Thank&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Sheena Lin&lt;/span&gt; for her &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;card&lt;/span&gt;! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I had a celebration with family at Swensens with the free ice-cream HAHAHA. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've had fun, thanks to everyone kkkkkkk. HAHAHA. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;for my previous post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm a very happy girl today cuz my simple wish came true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let's just name them 1 &amp;amp; 2. Both of them texted me! I was so happy. &amp;amp; i replied both of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I expected 2 to reply cuz he texted me first. But he didnt, but its okay. Ya 1 replied when i replied him, which was so unexpected! &amp;amp;both were very friendly. I'm glad none of my friendships had gone out of my life. Well at least they're still my friends &amp;amp; i'm really happy for that! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Special Thanks to both of you for making my day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I guess 1 will know he's 1, but for 2.......... I think he'll take a longer time to figure that out himself. &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Well take care the both of you, all the best for Prelims/O's! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Well i guess this is it, i'm off to my grams to have dinner &amp;amp; study somemore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;English O level oral tmr........, i hope it'll be an easy question.&lt;em&gt; Thanks &amp;amp; cheerios people! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Some people will still meet no matter how many times they part. Be it as friends/besties/couples." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Thanks for everything. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37387153-1816658730058410682?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/1816658730058410682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=1816658730058410682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/1816658730058410682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/1816658730058410682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/08/argh.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-8264985672617736800</id><published>2009-08-19T22:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T22:56:44.472+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wishes made.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The best gift i can get for my birthday is simple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I want a friendly birthday wish from you &amp;amp; you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;That's all. The two people i lost in just a couple of months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;amp;Its the exact same two people i wish were still in my life right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;That's all i need to keep me grinning for the day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is that just too much to ask for?&lt;/em&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/37387153-8264985672617736800?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/8264985672617736800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=8264985672617736800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/8264985672617736800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/8264985672617736800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/08/best-gift-i-can-get-for-my-birthday-is_4585.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-5247848803990050812</id><published>2009-08-14T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T22:11:57.892+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bye bitch.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi Hi i'm here again.&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know, I'm gonna be a&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Hiatus&lt;/span&gt; now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After all Prelims is one week away, with O's 10 weeks away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Why havent the school put up that countdown board yetttttt!!!!! ):&lt;br /&gt;Anyw school's been alright i guess. Like...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Study study &amp;amp; more study?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Its like constant studying laaaaaa, gotta work hard anyw.&lt;br /&gt;Heh! Anyw was Official Handover today! :)&lt;br /&gt;Heh although it wasnt any grand thing but i realised i quite miss some people in Choir.&lt;br /&gt;(Gasps.) Ha, yeah but they're learning a real nice song now!!&lt;br /&gt;Sounds pretty a-okay too.&lt;em&gt; All the best! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Was pretty disturbed by thoughts during lunch aha aha......&lt;br /&gt;Pretty nonsensical stuffs though, Rme. But yeahhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what's wrong with Sec One's these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(No actually not generally as a whole, but specifically just one.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So....................... &lt;em&gt;If you think i'm talking about you, nah its not. Its the other one. (Infer infer.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I dontknow why i'm affected by what i heard when i dont believe a shit about it. In the first place, its cuz i still trust. I might not be close to him anymore but i know that that wouldn't have come out of his mouth. Is this your way of getting close to the seniors? Tell them something you think they dontknow, &amp;amp;Wow, you're the smart one. Fyi, if you think this helps your gain popularity, you might want to think again. Your actions digusts me. Even if he did say that, you should know that you'll be the last person he would tell. So, just do yourself a favour &amp;amp;take a break from all these shitz/lies, &lt;em&gt;Thank You Very Much.&lt;/em&gt; &amp;amp;No, i dont give a shit about what you've been telling others, cuz. What you said/you did, isn't even important at all. Its what i think/do that really matters to myself. I just hope you can get a life before you lose every single friend you have with that attitude of yours. I dont even think you deserve a hello anymore. Bye bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes thats all for now, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll be on Hiatus &lt;/strong&gt;so dont bother checking here anymore alright.&lt;br /&gt;At least till after Prelims 2. Or maybe i'll blog................. on my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;23rd August people! HAHAHAHAHA hints hints hints. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Some people will still meet no matter how many times they part."&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/37387153-5247848803990050812?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/5247848803990050812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=5247848803990050812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/5247848803990050812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/5247848803990050812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/08/hi-hi-im-here-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-2934683711882916777</id><published>2009-08-07T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T22:40:08.262+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ha'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi here for quick update. Reposted the lyrics cuz forgot stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;Anyw schools been crazy hectic blah. I really wanna start serious studying alrd!&lt;br /&gt;Cried the other day while talking to my mum about Dsa Damn, ):&lt;br /&gt;What she says is right i cant deny,......&lt;br /&gt;I cant be confident &amp;amp; tell her, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"I WILL get 6/7 points for O's. I dont need Dsa."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya but now the Dsa dates are all closed. I mean.&lt;br /&gt;I dont regret not going for the Dsa's, but if my O's sucks, then how?&lt;br /&gt;Ha nah just pouring my sorrows out here suckish.&lt;br /&gt;But nvm, since i dont have a choice of Dsa......, now i gotta really study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hahaha tmr, the next day &amp;amp; the next next day.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Humanities plus unfinished homework, Here I Come. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;PS&lt;/strong&gt;, Friends for sale is lame la omfg. HAHAHA.)&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;PSS&lt;/strong&gt;, My mum just killed me when she saw my bill. I prolly wont message much these days anymore! Byebyebyebye.)&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;PSSS&lt;/strong&gt; i realised, when you &lt;em&gt;pretend to be happy&lt;/em&gt; while doing subjects you dont like, mainly for me its humanities. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It sets you in the mood.&lt;/span&gt; So you'll be more&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;productive!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; HAHA then your &lt;em&gt;pretend-happiness&lt;/em&gt; will become &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt;. AHA! :D) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song of the day, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Goodbye My Almost Lover. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Your fingertips across my skin&lt;br /&gt;The palm trees swaying in the wind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Images&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You sang me Spanish lullabies&lt;br /&gt;The sweetest sadness in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Clever trick &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, I never want to see you unhappy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I thought you'd want the same for me&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goodbye, my almost lover&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goodbye, my hopeless dream&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm trying not to think about you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't you just let me be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So long, my luckless romance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My back is turned on you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Should've known you'd bring me heartache&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Almost lovers always do &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;We walked along a crowded street&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You took my hand&lt;/em&gt; and danced with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Images&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you left, you kissed my lips&lt;br /&gt;You told me you would never, never forget&lt;br /&gt;These images&lt;br /&gt;No &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, I'd never want to see you unhappy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought you'd want the same for me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goodbye, my almost lover&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goodbye, my hopeless dream&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm trying not to think about you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't you just let me be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So long, my luckless romance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My back is turned on you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Should've known you'd bring me heartache&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Almost lovers always do&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot go to the ocean&lt;br /&gt;I cannot drive the streets at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I cannot wake up in the morning &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Without you on my mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So you're gone and I'm haunted&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;And I bet you are just fine &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Did I make it that&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Easy to walk right in and out of my life? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goodbye, my almost lover&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goodbye, my hopeless dream&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm trying not to think about you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't you just let me be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So long, my luckless romance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My back is turned on you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Should have known you'd bring me heartache&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Almost lovers always do...........&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebyebyebyebyebye, HAHAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Last year that date we went out as a couple for the very first time.&lt;br /&gt;This year that date, we'll be going out too. Not two of us but with the class, &amp;amp;......, as classmates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37387153-2934683711882916777?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/2934683711882916777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=2934683711882916777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/2934683711882916777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/2934683711882916777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/08/hi-here-for-quick-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-2043205497455489896</id><published>2009-08-02T17:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T22:18:43.786+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The first hello all over again.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi Hi Hi Hi. :)&lt;br /&gt;Here for a quick update then i'm off out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;O's are really nearrrrr, so is Prelims which is even nearer.&lt;br /&gt;Been more hardworking lately but i dont think that's enough...... ):&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA gotta keep going! :)&lt;br /&gt;K nothing much to say again, lyrics? Heh heh. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I msged you without any hope of getting a reply, but suprisingly you did.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for replying, i guess that got me thinking &amp;amp; i'm really thinking much clearer now.&lt;br /&gt;Although we cant be lovers, but i guess being friends is more or less the same.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for talking to me again cuz i realised that talking to someone you cant forget is the best way of forgetting..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats for now. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its our first hello all over again.&lt;br /&gt;Hi My name is Marilyn, What's yours?&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye bye bye. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37387153-2043205497455489896?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/2043205497455489896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=2043205497455489896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/2043205497455489896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/2043205497455489896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/08/hi-hi-hi-hi.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-2734078164055386159</id><published>2009-07-25T14:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T14:57:49.871+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ARGH.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SmqsG-IeaAI/AAAAAAAAAe4/OJVtT3K2o04/s1600-h/z63506364.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362287542095734786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SmqsG-IeaAI/AAAAAAAAAe4/OJVtT3K2o04/s400/z63506364.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HI HI HI I'm here for an update for nothing. HAHA. &lt;div&gt;Just cut my hair, but no i dont think anyone can see the difference............):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been growing my nails HAHAHAHAHHAA. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went for self-study yesterday...........................(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hohoho, i have nothing to write oh my bloody fucking god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;93 days to O levels!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn. Gotta start studying now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heh be a bookworm/nerd for 3 and a half months more &amp;amp; i'm free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay BOF tonight, i seeee Jihoo right here right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's actually beside me. Yi Jung's on the left. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going crazy. I'm pretty moodless. I feel like dying. I feel like sleeping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel sad. I feel emotionless. I feel.............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like doing absolutely nothing at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But no, i'll be doing my homework.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;What the hell is happening to me man.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This post is meaningless. Going off now to do something more meaningful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;What am i supposed to do, when the best part of me is always you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/37387153-2734078164055386159?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/2734078164055386159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=2734078164055386159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/2734078164055386159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/2734078164055386159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/07/hi-hi-hi-im-here-for-update-for-nothing.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SmqsG-IeaAI/AAAAAAAAAe4/OJVtT3K2o04/s72-c/z63506364.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37387153.post-9134287353111684233</id><published>2009-07-21T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T22:07:14.187+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outburst argh.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;He said last year, &lt;em&gt;"What i used to do with her, she's doing it with him now. So what do you want me to do?" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now i say, &lt;em&gt;"What i used to do with him, he's doing it with her now. So what do you want me to do?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Isn't all these just like Deja vu? Seems like all this is really just all my just desserts, uh? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No more maybe's or what if's. Gotta remind myself of that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm happy you're motivated, i hope you do well. And..................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;But all's gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;No matter how many fantasies/hopes i hold on to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Its gone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Zilch,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;HAHAHAHA omg outburst again. Bestf might kill me. (...............................):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Back to the books &amp;amp;tv, ha ha ha ha keep me entertained bye luv.&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/37387153-9134287353111684233?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/9134287353111684233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=9134287353111684233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/9134287353111684233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/9134287353111684233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/07/said-last-year-what-i-used-to-do-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-1453856028061214244</id><published>2009-07-18T20:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T21:53:01.651+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HAHAHA.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359789794090038514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SmHMa5uANPI/AAAAAAAAAeo/VuEVRwkjFEA/s400/emowallpaper6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;HAHAHA Bestf will prolly kill me for like posting this. Will he?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lol nah, heh heh no i'm not emo pleaseeeeee. :D:D:D:D:D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Havent blogged in the longest time! Ha ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;School's been pretty a-okay these days aha been focusing much more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Joined the self-study thing, will be attending it twice a weeek!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heh stayed back in school to study myself on Friday &amp;amp;accomplished alot :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; HAHAHA omg lol i didnt know RuiJing was.............. An oldie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHAHA he even knows who my uncle is, that is just so....... unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;Ha! Anyw i really have nothing much to say these days! Nothing much to fill up this darn space.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'll use lyrics instead............, HAHAHA. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Actually wanted to post lyrics of 'Already Gone' by Kelly Clarkson.... But. Nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(How can i ask someone who's alrd moved on to move on when i havent even moved on myself.................................? What irony.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If You're Not The One- Daniel Bedingfield.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're not the one then why does my soul feel glad today?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you're not the one then why does my hand fit yours this way?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you are not mine then why does your heart return my call?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you are not mine would I have the strength to stand at all?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never know what the future brings &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I know you're here with me now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;W&lt;img class="gl_italic" alt="Italic" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" border="0" /&gt;e'll make it through &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I hope you are the one I share my life with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't wanna run away but I can't take it, I don't understand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I don't need you then why am I crying on my bed?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I don't need you then why does your name resound in my head?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you're not for me then why does this distance maim my life?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you're not for me then why do I dream of you as my wife?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't know why you're so far away&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I know that about this much is true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We'll make it through &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I hope you are the one I share my life with&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I wish that you could be the one I die with&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I'm praying you're the one I build my home with&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hope I love you all my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't wanna run away but I can't take it, I don't understand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause I miss you, body and soul so strong that it takes my breath away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I breathe you into my heart and pray for the strength to stand today&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause I love you, whether it's wrong or right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And though I can't be with you tonight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You know my heart is by your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don’t wanna run away but I can’t take it, I don’t understand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I’m not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is there any way that I can stay in your arms....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Aha aha BOF is showing now....................., Heeeee. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Done with post now......, Threads of Destiny next week! Luv. :D&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/37387153-1453856028061214244?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/1453856028061214244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=1453856028061214244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/1453856028061214244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/1453856028061214244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/07/hahaha-bestf-will-prolly-kill-me-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SmHMa5uANPI/AAAAAAAAAeo/VuEVRwkjFEA/s72-c/emowallpaper6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37387153.post-611671369252741892</id><published>2009-07-11T11:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T12:12:32.700+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gone too soon.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;"Like a rainbow, fading in a twinkling of an eye. Gone too soon."&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love this line, dontknow why. Oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Been practising self-control &amp;amp; not going to places i'm not supposed to go online.....:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHA oh well read my mind, read my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nothing much to blog, but ya i just came across a blog........, &amp;amp; i feel not-so-nice. &lt;em&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Hey you, I guess all i can say is there is really no need for sorry's cuz really, nobody blames you at all for anything. I guess i can admit i really didnt like you at first cuz of what happened but now, we both know everything is cleared up. In the first place, you dont have to say any sorry's at all cuz for one, you didnt even know i existed at that point of time. So thats enough for you to avoid saying sorry to me. &amp;amp;, you werent the one who made me cry/destroyed the relationship/cut into the relationship. So here's another point for you to not say a single sorry to me. I dont see the point of you apologising on other's behalf cuz you thought that you were the third party. I would have gone for the guy i liked if i thought he was single too. Besides, i guess even without your existance, things were going downhill already anyway. So....., i dont want to hear/see any sorry's from you on your blog regarding this cuz you really shouldn't be feeling this way, alright. Hope this clears up every single thing. Cheerup, dont keep harping on this alrd. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That was long. This is starting to seem like a very normal post, does it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, i guess i've lost my passion for blogging cuz i cant really find anything to stuff into this place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, 15 weeks to O levels &amp;amp; i havent even been studying like i should be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I guess its time........... to study.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After all, i really wanna reach my aim ya? Heh. Will be happy no worries, i am happy now anyw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;K shall resist not typing in puzzles today before Maryann kills me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Random thought....................&lt;em&gt; I wonder when will i break my self-control, aha aha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Read my mind luv, read my mind.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;如果你不爱一个人，请放手，好让别人有机会爱他。如果你爱的人放弃了你，请放开自己，好让自己爱别人。有的东西你在喜欢也不会属于你的，有的东西你在留念也注定要放弃。人生中有许多钟爱，但别让爱成为一种伤害。”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gotta go rush my hmk now. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Can't help but think back, but no. I'll be practising my self-control. Until O levels. That's all the time i've got. Bye.&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/37387153-611671369252741892?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/611671369252741892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=611671369252741892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/611671369252741892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/611671369252741892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/07/like-rainbow-fading-in-twinkling-of-eye.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-3190323618650395831</id><published>2009-07-05T15:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T15:35:33.429+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='great friends?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;4 consecutive days of chicken rice. Me &amp;amp; dearie owns you manz.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah school's reopened, its time to study again! ): 16 weeks to O levels omfg.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA. oh well study, lorrrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;Random thought.......... Maybe i'll find a new guy to fall in love with, then dump him after a week.&lt;br /&gt;(HAHAHAHA. Maybe i will. Maybe next week you'll see me with a new boyfriend. &amp;amp;the next week i'll be single all over again. Ooooops?)&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, better dont accept me as a girlfriend in the near future then...... HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;K have beeeeen texting Best &lt;s&gt;(Male)&lt;/s&gt; Friend pretty often these days ha ha ha ha ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;Been teaching him Loveeeee story too he's getting the hang of it alrd. (:D)&lt;br /&gt;Random though number 2........ I wanna go to a beach now, alone.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA sit there emo here emo there, see the waves, feel the wind, cry abit, then HAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;Oooops. Oh well, like i said, its a random thought.&lt;br /&gt;K lah nothing to say alrd......... Shoule i go over to WeiKian's 大老婆's house to study tmr?&lt;br /&gt;Hehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh crazy liao.&lt;br /&gt;Tag replies another day, i'm lazy! :D&lt;br /&gt;Where's my Ji Hoooooo (boohooooo.):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;"No 'person you like' anyway."...................................................................................):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Best &lt;s&gt;(Male)&lt;/s&gt; Friend asked me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;"What do you want your relationship with him be?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought about it........., &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i want to be great friends with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Just like before. Just like how i am with Best &lt;s&gt;(Male)&lt;/s&gt; Friend now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, &lt;em&gt;no&lt;/em&gt; i am &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; talking about &lt;em&gt;L&lt;/em&gt;. HAHAHA not everything ): has to do with him you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;(The time has come, i know you're done with us. I will be too.)&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/37387153-3190323618650395831?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/3190323618650395831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=3190323618650395831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/3190323618650395831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/3190323618650395831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/07/4-consecutive-days-of-chicken-rice.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-3226398014749353483</id><published>2009-06-29T22:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T22:38:25.569+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Still there for.... you.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;TRANSFORMERS TODAYYYYY WAS GREAT ITS TOTALLY WORTH, GO WATCH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HEH HEH OOOOOOPS I'M CRAZY NOW, ON THE INSIDE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I REALLY AM........................., HAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SEEEE. JUST THAT, I DONTKNOW, I DONT HAVE ANY EXPRESSION ON MY FACE?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OOOOOPS SEEE, TOLD YOU I'M CRAZY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TIME TO GO EAT MEDICINE ALRD LAHHH HAHAHAHA, MEGAN FOX IS THE HOT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MORE MOVIE DATES, ANYONE? HEH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(:D)(:D)(:D)(:D)(:D)(:D)(:D)(:D)(:D)(:D)(:D)(:D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everything i do means something. Take notice, &amp;amp; maybe you'll find something.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Try to figure out when i'm not fake. Then you'll see. HAHAHAHA. Maybe that line up there is a lie too.)&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/37387153-3226398014749353483?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/3226398014749353483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=3226398014749353483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/3226398014749353483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/3226398014749353483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/06/transformers-todayyyyy-was-great-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-6386530395687073200</id><published>2009-06-25T14:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T15:14:09.910+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Someone&apos;s watching over me.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;HIHIHIHI i'm back. No emotional outburst here though, HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Been crazily wasting my time at home, i'm feeling super guilty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cant wait for school to reopen, at least i dont watse time there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Right, first things first..............!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ASAPH LEH! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heh big big just for you. Be honoured alright.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;K, i'm just plain lazy to blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Besides, i'm halfway through ep 24 of my Boys over Flowers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I really luvvvvv my Jihoooo. Hmmm, cant another Jihoo just magically appear?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(Then i hear Ven screaming at me, 'IT WONT COME TRUE ITS JUST A SHOW!')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Then, my hopes are dashed. Damn it lah. HAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tag replies again, i have a habit of not replying tags on tag board these days omfg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ven: HAHAH I LIKE THE MV TOO SO CUTEEEEE!! LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAHAHA YAY LUVVVVVV! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ven: I AM WAITING FOR YOUR CALL RIGHT NOW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAHAHA called youuuuuu alrd luv!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ven: HI I WANT A JUNPYO TOO!!!!!! SO WE CAN SEARCH TGTTTTTTTTTT!D CHEER UP UP UP I KNOW U WANNA WATCH THE MOVIE UP! LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is definately the first time i'm replying so many of your tagggs! OMG! HAHAHA. K let's go search together. HAHAHAHA, JIHOOOOOOOO. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;CHAR: Zomg do you rmbr which day do we have to go back for geog!? LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAHAHA DONT NEED ALRD, O:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CHAR: Chicken ahole, wlaoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo its giving me the shivers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chill, talk to you about it again in school!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CHAR: Hey hope you're okay!!!!! Don't care about her, dont bother about her existence just go eeeeew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HA, like i said, talk about it again in school! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CHAR: Hahaha exactly la, I'm thinking for you when I dont tell you anyth! But yea, thanks too (: LOL Erin funny laaaaaaa. You cheeer too (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAHAHA THEN ITS TIME TO TELL ME STUFFFS! ): FEELS SO FAR AWAY WHEN I DONT KNOW ANY SHIT! ): hahaha will do, :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;zherui: heya sis! hows ya june hols? i heard got extend due to h1n1?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Okay lor. heh. I'm so glad they dont extend it. HAHA i'm rotting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;`WEIJIE: HEY HEY HEY CHEER AH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAHAHA HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;SY: cheer up! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hm, ha k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;mii chiang: okay. and the post is touching,I am sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nothing to be sorry about, (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(: back: okay..thank you. and yea i'm back le. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAHA, thank you instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(: back: nah! is okay...but after those msg i really felt much better. ha so got to THANK YOU! hah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Heh, same. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mingen: woah she's my gf now! LOOL. okay eh you take care uh,//. There's always more than a tree in the forest//There's always more than a fish in the sea// ((: tc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh puhlease, she's not yours. Thanks anyw, (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;MX: HAHAHAH! Eeew, wheeeee. Gross gross gross??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Go roll your eye lahhhh. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mei Xuan: Hey girl. Hope you're all right. Take care! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I will be. Heh thanks see you! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;z-: Forget about the past, coz what you can change, is the future. Z-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thanks, will remember that. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;One, you're like a dream come true.&lt;br /&gt;Two, just wanna be withayou.&lt;br /&gt;Three, cuz its plain to see. That you're the only one for me and.&lt;br /&gt;Four, repeat steps one to three.&lt;br /&gt;Five, make you fall in love with me.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever i feel that my work is done, then i'll start again at one........................&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/37387153-6386530395687073200?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/6386530395687073200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=6386530395687073200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/6386530395687073200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/6386530395687073200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/06/hihihihi-im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-1630511489104254406</id><published>2009-06-22T16:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T16:34:11.233+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JiHoo sunbae.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I want a JiHoo in my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I want him to always be around when i need a shoulder to lean on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You were but arent anymore. Korean Dramas is a great excuse to cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's it, bye now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37387153-1630511489104254406?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/1630511489104254406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=1630511489104254406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/1630511489104254406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/1630511489104254406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-want-jihoo-in-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-3946716306274739979</id><published>2009-06-20T15:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T15:14:18.299+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goodbye.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can still be happy.&lt;br /&gt;I just need to focus on a dream, instead of a regret that i'll never forget.&lt;br /&gt;Since its a regret i shouldn't keep thinking of what would've been different if i did it the right way.&lt;br /&gt;Since its a regret, there's no turning back.&lt;br /&gt;Since its a regret, there's nothing left to do to change it.&lt;br /&gt;Since its a regret.........................., i should forget.&lt;br /&gt;So, Why do i bother to check up on your status everytime i'm online.&lt;br /&gt;Or why do stuffs keep popping up &amp;amp;i hate you, for the flings &amp;amp;all.&lt;br /&gt;Then again, why did i have to find out?&lt;br /&gt;Why do i still cling on to the loose strands of lost love when i know its just a pile of memories?&lt;br /&gt;Why do i know that all i have to do is forget you to be even happier but i don't do what i say?&lt;br /&gt;Why do i even still care after all that i've found out?&lt;br /&gt;Why do i still miss you every single day?&lt;br /&gt;Why do i still put on a fucking smile when i know i just want to cry?&lt;br /&gt;Why do i act as if i really can take seeing you, when i cant?&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, i sort of wished we never happened.&lt;br /&gt;Then again, i sort of wished we never ended.&lt;br /&gt;It feels as if someone has reached into my chest &amp;amp; pulled out my heart again, everyday.&lt;br /&gt;That ends here now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37387153-3946716306274739979?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/3946716306274739979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=3946716306274739979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/3946716306274739979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/3946716306274739979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-can-still-be-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-2798309874931680026</id><published>2009-06-18T11:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T11:23:57.691+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bye.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;Its been 4 months and 4 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"If only the dictionary doesnt have the word 'should have' &amp;amp; 'what if', then people wont start to regret."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Nah, Marilyn doesn't want to do emo anymore. Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tag replies here now........,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHAR: Hahah yeah! Why are you telling me life is beautiful!?! TELL YOURSELF FIRST LAAA You need it more than me ;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAHAHA cuzzz. Lolll. Like that lor whoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CHAR: Lol I didnt realise your tagboard was jutting out........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It was?!?! I didnt realise tooo la, heh! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CHAR: I FINISH MY HMK MWAHAHA &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wlao, i'm finishing soooon! HAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CHAR: Like since friday hahaha ;D And You Belong With Me reminds my of zeguang!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nah how can, the song so nice!? ZeGuang is like........ HAHAHA. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;z-: O.o ur extension week last for a week only. Mine is twice of urs Z-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Heh but should be over alrd right, (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;`WEIJIE: Hello hello!! Heh heh thanks for teachings (again, xmillions) and the song!! Heh heh. Tuition ah.........HA HA HA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Haha no prob, Lolllll.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;`WEIJIE: Wow okay okay you tagged my blog. HA HA HA K study together and teach me again thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Heh yesyes study dates sooon please? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;MX: HAHAH, Roll some more, drop out then you know too! Ooops, O.O Oh man, I see it! Hahahah, cheerios ok. See you soon, Lufffff ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAHAHA saw you alrd. Teeheeee. Luv! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;johnny: eloooeeeee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Helllllo who's this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://funatmyblog.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;S!Y!NG&lt;/a&gt;: ahahas. weijie is thanking lyk hell man.i tink u mus be frustrated more dan welcomed.LOLs. n i saw him practicing dat day worhh.u hav a diligent disciple(x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Haha yes he's very hardworking heh. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://funatmyblog.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;S!Y!NG&lt;/a&gt;: hey, TAGGED (x cheers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Haha, cheeers too. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Jolin: elloooo! why ytd never come w us. o.0 haha. hope to see you sooooon zomg! cant wait for school to start again, HAHA byeeeee (((((((((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;See you then, (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jolin: heyyy! hahahaha, i've never done holiday hmwk before also!!!! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAHAHA Hi-5 man(z) wooots! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;shousuan: jiayou jiayou! ^^ cheers, Marilyn!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ahahaha thanks! You too ahhhh. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;shousuan: tee hee! we will! ^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAHA i trust that you will? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;mii chiang&lt;3:&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ahaha hey! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Chinyu: Hey marilyn cheerup ok! And all the best for your exams etc I heard u did well for prelims 1 &lt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hahaha, okay lah. Thanks alot Misssss you! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mingen: TAYLOR SWITF IS HOT (((: lool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAHAAHA oh please. LOL. Its SWIFT btw! Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37387153-2798309874931680026?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/2798309874931680026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=2798309874931680026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/2798309874931680026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/2798309874931680026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-been-4-months-and-4-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-3620476316125472044</id><published>2009-06-15T14:15:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T14:48:46.996+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Who me?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5AHzIq_n-DQ&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1&amp;amp;" width="560" height="340" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA i luv this music vid............., dontknow why. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, haha. Back after a long while!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Anyway HAHAAH EBO! I'll show you the pictures (Korean &amp;amp;all) another time!&lt;br /&gt;Its so weird to post it up! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Anyway, its into the third week of June Holidays! Fast eh, (Running out of time!)&lt;br /&gt;Its crazy, been trying to finish up my hmk!&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much done, left with 2 Chem papers &amp;amp; Geog. Its quite a feat for me alrd though.&lt;br /&gt;I've never finished my June hmk ever before. Oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;YES time to blog about outings &amp;amp;all.........&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hmm been busy last week, Out with my Sister on Mon.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was just Tuition. Wednesday was studying in school with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WeiJie/Char.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Thursday was outing with&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (HAHA i'm not allowed to say!) Then Math tuition.&lt;br /&gt;Friday was outing with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mei Xin!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Pictures on facebooooook.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Saturday was the bomb man(Z), i did like hmk the whole day?!&lt;br /&gt;Breakthrough like whooooo. (:D)&lt;br /&gt;LUV OUTINGS LETS GO OUT SOMEMORE!&lt;br /&gt;MOVIE DATEEEEES &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.../WeiJie/Char/MeiXin/Ven&lt;/span&gt;! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Okay time to go back to studying omfg, I Am becoming a nerd! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;"Challenge yourself all the days of your life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(Ps, I Love 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/37387153-3620476316125472044?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/3620476316125472044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=3620476316125472044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/3620476316125472044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/3620476316125472044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/06/hahaha-i-luv-this-music-vid.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-4389538858812527561</id><published>2009-06-04T16:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T17:07:22.458+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Study hard harder hardest.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm random &amp;amp; bored now, zzz. Nothing much to blog about,):&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm yes i've been teaching WeiJie Love Story on Piano for these 2 days!&lt;br /&gt;Heh He's pretty fast lah heh. Cooool just hope he remembers. :D&lt;br /&gt;Ah extension weeks gonna be over, Holidays'll be here.&lt;br /&gt;But yes constant studying/study date(s) Alrighty! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ohhhhkay for everyone who's not studying hard, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its time to already alright.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(You know you can, I know you can do it. Its whether you want to or not. Put your mind to it. I know i cant do much anymore, but i hope you'll really start studying and all, i mean, at least do your best. Your best, is far better than what you're doing now. You know it. Please dont give up on yourself..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was just few days ago.........,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I wanted to call you so badly to tell you i missed you so so much. But everytime i thought about how you treated me, i just told myself that maybe i'll be better off without you. (Will i?) You know till now i still cant believe that you could actually hurt me this much, I thought i relly knew you &amp;amp; that you loved me too much to ever make me sad. Guess i was wrong. I wish we could go back to the first month that we were together. We were so much in love and so happy then, well thats what i felt. Thinking about how we're never ever gonna talk anymore, and actually experiencing it now really breaks my heart. But i suppose all good things comes to an end, &amp;amp; i suppose this is our end. I just want to say thanks for all the memories, the good and the bad. I've learnt alot from our relationship. Till now, i can really say that you are the one boy, and only boy that i have ever loved so much. But now i know, the next time i wont put too much feelings into a relationship cuz its gonna hurt so much at the end. You dont know how heartbroken i still am right now, i miss you so much i really do. I know through our relationship i've not been the best girlfriend. I'm sorry. Our love probably isn't strong enough to go thru all the ups and downs. I'm really so reluctant to let you go, thats why i held on when you stopped talking to me in January, thats why i'm still holding on although we haven't talked for 5 months. Every little thing reminds me of you. Every song with lyrics you sent/we sang, everywhere we went, everytime i step into my room &amp;amp;see that box with the swan &amp;amp;all your little little presents. I remember every single thing we did, &amp;amp; remember everytime that we spent together. I still have so many things i wanto to tell you but i really cant bear to continue writing on. My tears are flowing like crazy thinking about the past. But, you'll always have a place in my heart, no matter what. PS, I Love You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;When will i stop feeling so lost, &amp;amp;decide what to do.....?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37387153-4389538858812527561?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/4389538858812527561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=4389538858812527561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/4389538858812527561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/4389538858812527561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-random-bored-now-zzz.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-1188932617474448255</id><published>2009-05-31T14:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T14:56:22.601+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keep moving forward.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SiIiOaPoSJI/AAAAAAAAAeY/hmNuazASPzM/s1600-h/split+path.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341869738973218962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SiIiOaPoSJI/AAAAAAAAAeY/hmNuazASPzM/s400/split+path.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Helllllo yes im back for another, quick update!&lt;br /&gt;Anyw June holidays are here time passes really fast, &amp;amp;my results are still..... ):&lt;br /&gt;Yes i need more study dates &amp;amp; study dates &amp;amp;more study dates!&lt;br /&gt;Extension week next week O level Chinese on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;All the best to all the people taking it on Monday alrighty! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I......... cant think of anything to update on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Heh most of the things happening now are so insignificant lah, ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sec 4 life is boring. I need some excitement sooon hahaha where's EBO! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Alrighty really nothing much to say anymore la wlao i think i lost my passion for blogging.):&lt;br /&gt;Right catch up again, Say hi to me in school for a chat, or whatever ways you can think of. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Is Tuesday's lunch still on? ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The rain just never seems to bring&lt;br /&gt;The joy, I feel the same&lt;br /&gt;Everlasting pain of my loss remains&lt;br /&gt;My heart, can't seem to learn to part&lt;br /&gt;The hold you left the mark&lt;br /&gt;All that I dreamed of now it seems so scarce&lt;br /&gt;Though I told myself to hold my breath&lt;br /&gt;A part of me was dying&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing left for me to do now, but give in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you gave me one chance to tell you how I was feeling&lt;br /&gt;I would sing to you and tell you I won't, live my life without you&lt;br /&gt;If you gave me one chance to tell you how I was feeling&lt;br /&gt;I would hold your hand and look in your eyes and you'd know I'd never let you go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;The way, you left me on the train&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to say&lt;br /&gt;I remember everything that day&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe we'd never dance&lt;br /&gt;I just need one more chance&lt;br /&gt;To share the sunset our one last romance &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I told myself to hold my breath&lt;br /&gt;A part of me was dying&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing left for me to do now, but give in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you gave me one chance to tell you how I was feeling&lt;br /&gt;I would sing to you and tell you I won't live my life without you&lt;br /&gt;If you gave me, one chance to tell you how I was feeling&lt;br /&gt;I would hold your hand and look in your eyes and you'd know&lt;br /&gt;I'd never let you go.&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;(Been reading my archives, &amp;amp;so many things that we've gone thru, but i dont think any of it matters to you, not anymore. ): )&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/37387153-1188932617474448255?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/1188932617474448255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=1188932617474448255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/1188932617474448255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/1188932617474448255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/05/helllllo-yes-im-back-for-another-quick.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SiIiOaPoSJI/AAAAAAAAAeY/hmNuazASPzM/s72-c/split+path.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37387153.post-5553519251141055061</id><published>2009-05-29T16:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T16:51:47.986+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One step at a time now.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Omg i realised i havent blogged in the longest time aha.&lt;br /&gt;K this is just for replies lahhh alrighty before it gets too much then i die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jordan: Aiyo auntie ar auntie LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Aiyo Uncle ah uncle. LAWL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;JOLIN: wth! Describe 8 .Weird, she's one who drinks water everynow &amp;amp; then during exams like she's got plenty of time.?!?!?! LOL!!!!!!! so evil so evil so evil zomg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAHA I'm not evil its true. Somemore can scores so well, wth. O: Chaota.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;S!Y!NG: hey! tags once again.hahas. was results pleasing? mine was sorta SCREWED.=.= lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hahaha mine was pretty okay. The ones that were screwed were really bad, but the ones that were good were really good. So like both extremes lah heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ANGIE !: YO senior.TAGGED.saw you ytd. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAHA i didnt see you though! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;mii chiang&lt;3:umm nope thats why....he is form other level de....):&lt;br /&gt;mii chiang&lt;3: hey friend. umm hope we can still be friend after those conversation. GOOD LUCKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yeah we are lah heh, thanks.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;`WEIJIE: KRIS ALLEN KRIS ALLEN OMG HE ROCK. I still think he rock even tho it's like Saturday alrdy. HA HA HA&lt;br /&gt;`WEIJIE: Hey! Cheer up and smile k. Rmber ABT HA.&lt;br /&gt;`WEIJIE: Hey yeah. Phew I was not linked (aw) HA HA HA Heh cheerup stay strong k. Make us proud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yeah KRIS ALLEN! I will lah, ABT heh. I will make you proud, (sooooon!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;CHAR: Hahaha i think your blog is getting funnier laaaa ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAHAHA START LAUGHING AT IT LAH, HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;stead.: Sup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WASSUP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mx: Hi Cheng!:D roll my eyes ya, hahaha. Cheers okk!(((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dont rolls eyes lah, later your eyes drop out. O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;yinghuiELF: Marilyn I admire you for still being nice to those rookies hahaha&lt;br /&gt;yinghuiELF: Anyway after reading that blog is like.. Oh my.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ahhhhhh chill i'm already okay, so everyone should be :D tooooo! (: Oh well, thats life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Anyw yes i'm rushing for time! (As usual,) So update more another timeeee! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;"You never lose by loving. You always lose by holding back." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks a millionxzxz EBO. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:01%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(I'm still so lost in my thinkings of the past, the present &amp;amp;the future. I'll never know what'll happen, just like how i didnt expect that coming. I really need time to figure out how to deal with this new emotional shitz thing that is constantly on my mind. I'll never know if you really did that, or it was a moment of folly or whatever shitz excuse. I never thought i'd have to face this situation, especially not from you. But now that i have to...., it sucks. Everything used to be so clear, to wait, &amp;amp;maybe things can get back to normal. But now, i dont know what i want to do. Can i deal with this on my mind, or should i just let you go. Then again, even if i want to let go, can i do it? I've got my limits &amp;amp; i feel so coooped up i really dont know when i'll explode, breakdown &amp;amp;cry until i can never cry again. Until then..........., i'd just have to take things one step at a time.)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&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/37387153-5553519251141055061?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/5553519251141055061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=5553519251141055061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/5553519251141055061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/5553519251141055061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/05/omg-i-realised-i-havent-blogged-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-3259206918941791503</id><published>2009-05-16T14:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T15:24:22.908+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Be the love of your life.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Argh was tagged to do quiz by Zeguang/Tan JoLin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagged to do quiz.&lt;br /&gt;1. Vendela&lt;br /&gt;2. Charmaine Teo&lt;br /&gt;3. Ashley&lt;br /&gt;4. Maryann&lt;br /&gt;5. Asaph&lt;br /&gt;6. Aslyn&lt;br /&gt;7. Wei Jie&lt;br /&gt;8. Tan Jo Lin (although she's the one that tagged me-.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Beside your lips , where is the favourite spot to get kissed?&lt;br /&gt;Cheeks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How do you feel when you woke up this morning?&lt;br /&gt;Sucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Who was the last person you took a photo with? last time?&lt;br /&gt;Maryann/Ashley/Vendela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Would you consider yourself to be spoiled?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Would you ever donate blood ?&lt;br /&gt;Guess so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Have you ever had a best friend who was of the opposite sex ?&lt;br /&gt;Had, yeap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you want someone dead ?&lt;br /&gt;Nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What does your last text message say ?&lt;br /&gt;Ok. So i plan with you la k? How do you want the amazing race to be like? Like find items or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What are you thinking of right now ?&lt;br /&gt;Proposals for camp &amp;amp;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you wish someone was with you right now ?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What time did you go to sleep last night ?&lt;br /&gt;12am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.Where did you buy the T-shirt you are wearing now ?&lt;br /&gt;My primary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Is someone on your mind right now ?&lt;br /&gt;Yeap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Who was the last person to text you ?&lt;br /&gt;Ashley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.Who is 3 having a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;Me, we're married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Is 2 a male or a female ?&lt;br /&gt;Female .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. If 7 and 8 get together will that be a good thing ?&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA it wouldnt even be possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What is 1 studying about ?&lt;br /&gt;Uh same combi as me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Is 4 single ?&lt;br /&gt;Guess so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Say something about 5.&lt;br /&gt;Retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What do you think about 3 and 6 together ?&lt;br /&gt;Wow i didnt know they were les.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Describe 8 .&lt;br /&gt;Weird, she's one who drinks water everynow &amp;amp; then during exams like she's got plenty of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What will you do if 6 and 7 fought?&lt;br /&gt;HAHA help none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Do you like 4 ?&lt;br /&gt;Duh, (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great i'm done with that heh.&lt;br /&gt;Caught &lt;strong&gt;Angels &amp;amp; Demons&lt;/strong&gt; with Vendela on Thursday heh.&lt;br /&gt;Although some parts were gory but yeah super story which keeps you excited the whole time. Went to VJC's choir concert on Thursday night too, heh was great.&lt;br /&gt;Had a haircut yesterday, but seriously i dont think there was any difference HA.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah not really a haircut, i just trimmed my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or maybe its cuz my hair is too long, so when i cut off like 1 inch it doesnt show Lol.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been crazy over &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Boys Over Flowers&lt;/span&gt; which is gonna air,&lt;strong&gt; TONIGHT&lt;/strong&gt; on Channel U (Yay!)&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA thinking about it makes me grin already teehee.&lt;br /&gt;Oh &amp;amp; finals for American Idol, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;KRIS ALLEN &amp;amp;ADAM LAMBERT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DID YOU HEAR KRIS'S ACOUSTIC OF HEARTLESS OMFG LUV HIM TO BITS. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm busy trying to type out a choir camp's proposal that i dont even wanto go to.&lt;br /&gt;Whats the point of a camp when:&lt;br /&gt;-You cant have a night walk.&lt;br /&gt;-You cant stay overnight cuz the schools worried about H1N1 flu.&lt;br /&gt;-You leave at ten from school only to come back at 6 the next morning, then leave school by 3.30 to go to Suntec to sing for the school's anniversry dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Wow i am SO excited for this shit. Thanks alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway who cares i'm gonna do my part &amp;amp;it wouldnt surprise me if my porposal got rejected, cuz, (OH) "We have to practise the whole time for the schools anniversary dinner so, no time for Amazing Race at all. "&lt;br /&gt;(Then i'll go, seeeee i told you.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch up with everyone on Monday, Debriefs reaching zzz. Hope everyone,&lt;span style="font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;(you)&lt;/span&gt;will do well.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37387153-3259206918941791503?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/3259206918941791503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=3259206918941791503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/3259206918941791503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/3259206918941791503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/05/argh-was-tagged-to-do-quiz-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-5006258855969872147</id><published>2009-05-09T15:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T15:25:13.724+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Smile.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Helllllllo world.&lt;br /&gt;Prelims beeeen super draining esp all the humanities!&lt;br /&gt;But i'm glad they're all overrrr whew.&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry is a gonerrrr ): Sucks uh, zz.&lt;br /&gt;But its okay! AHAHAHA &lt;s&gt;peh&lt;/s&gt;/EBO says to continue to work harder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAHAHA motivate me somemore! I think it actually works heh! :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics &amp;amp; A math next weeek and then prelims are over!&lt;br /&gt;One step nearer to o's! ): &amp;amp; one step nearer to graduation! ): Awww. ):&lt;br /&gt;Anyw be happpy&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Adam Lambert&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Krissssssss &lt;/span&gt;on American Idol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Go figure, they're the hots.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm starting to get lost in the world of oldies, like currently now its &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Westlife.&lt;/span&gt; O:&lt;br /&gt;So shall post lyrics some other day, Go go listen to the song by them called &lt;strong&gt;"Smile!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; go watch the movie, &lt;strong&gt;"The Lake House!" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super unrealistic, i think that kind of guys don't exist in real life anymore but its still nice! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Go watch, relaxzxzxz &amp;amp; dont get stressed up by Prelims!&lt;br /&gt;Off to search for songs &amp;amp; movies &amp;amp; study Physics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:20%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;(Holding on to yesterday, far far too long. I'll make up my mind to forget about you. Hope it actually works this time.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37387153-5006258855969872147?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/5006258855969872147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=5006258855969872147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/5006258855969872147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/5006258855969872147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/05/helllllllo-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-2245639301896553537</id><published>2009-05-03T12:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T12:05:46.354+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confused.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Caught this on my sister's blog &amp;amp; thought it was..... yeah.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. Gotta go study now so, bye &amp;amp; all the best everyone! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For what it's worth: it's never too late or, in my case, too early to be whoever you want to be. &lt;br /&gt;There's no time limit, stop whenever you want. &lt;br /&gt;You can change or stay the same, there are no rules to this thing. &lt;br /&gt;We can make the best or the worst of it. I hope you make the best of it. &lt;br /&gt;And I hope you see things that startle you. &lt;br /&gt;I hope you feel things you never felt before. &lt;br /&gt;I hope you meet people with a different point of view. &lt;br /&gt;I hope you live a life you're proud of. &lt;br /&gt;If you find that you're not, I hope you have the strength to start all over again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along the way you bump into people who make a dent on your life.&lt;br /&gt;Some people get struck by lightning. &lt;br /&gt;Some are born to sit by a river. &lt;br /&gt;Some have an ear for music. Some are artists. &lt;br /&gt;Some swim the English Channel. &lt;br /&gt;Some know buttons. &lt;br /&gt;Some know Shakespeare. &lt;br /&gt;Some are mothers. &lt;br /&gt;And some people can dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do i know who i am or what do i want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is....... yeah. Go read my mind &amp;amp; fill in the blanks.&lt;br /&gt;Social studiessssss here i come, Saddam Hussein omfg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37387153-2245639301896553537?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/2245639301896553537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=2245639301896553537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/2245639301896553537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/2245639301896553537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/05/caught-this-on-my-sisters-blog-thought.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-5264684622677454515</id><published>2009-05-02T16:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T17:04:14.502+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You&apos;ve really let it go.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg i feel so not accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;Argh i'm watching American idol now waiting for &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Adam Lambert&lt;/span&gt; to sing omg.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kris &lt;/span&gt;is definately cuteeeee man(z)&lt;br /&gt;I think i neeeeeeed to go back to my books! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Okay actually i've nothing to say i'm just random. O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp;anyw, thanks to EBO(!) Heh, jiayou too alrighty, (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I just keep thinking how if we were still together, (Happily) then right now i would be so much more motivated to study, because i would want to be the motivation for you to study. Then if i were to study now i bet i'd be smiling to myself like a siaotingtong thinking of you, how lucky i was to be in love with the nicest guy in the world, (At least that was what it was/what i felt last year.) rather than having the book in front of me now, but trying so hard to resist myself from thinking of you, of the happy memories, of the gool old times, so that i can finally start to study. I wonder when can i finally put you to the back of my mind &amp;amp; start focusing on my studies.....?): I guess this is really like what MeiXin says, i'll move on with my life but my heart'll stay put with you. This sucks, i need a break from you, i really really do. But the question is, how?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"Till the day i let you go, till we say our next hello its not goodbye."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i wrote this in some post sometime back ago.&lt;br /&gt;The next time i see you &amp;amp; we make eye contact, i'm gonna smile &amp;amp; say hello. I hope you'll say hello back too. I guess since its been over for so long it doesnt make sense to stay as strangers right? So i'm gonna make the first move, cuz i know we can still be friends and very good ones at that. But i think once we say hello, its finally goodbye. See you around, friend. &amp;amp;all the best for Prelims.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37387153-5264684622677454515?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/5264684622677454515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=5264684622677454515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/5264684622677454515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/5264684622677454515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/05/omg-i-feel-so-not-accomplished.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-6072094012572886768</id><published>2009-04-26T14:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T15:23:20.909+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indecisive moments.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Argh been alil pissed with myself these days.&lt;br /&gt;Prelims are like next week i so know im supposed to study, i have that sense of urgency,&lt;br /&gt;but i just dont seem to let the urgency happen.&lt;br /&gt;I stare at my textbooks like i never learnt the english language before &amp;amp; thus i totally dont understand a shit about what the textbook is writing.&lt;br /&gt;Or i'll think of some crap excuse like im tired/sleepy/hungry/bored.&lt;br /&gt;Procrasinateeeee, (There's always a tomorrow what.)&lt;br /&gt;But then i know, i reallly know that there isnt gonna be so many tomorrow's left.&lt;br /&gt;I know if i start studying seriously now i'll totally reach my aim, but if i dont i can just go die or smt.&lt;br /&gt;Where the heck did my longer attention spam go to.......?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;I neeeeed to start focusing................. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag repliessssss from long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zhe rui: haha! sure thing! but keep it to saturdays? =D&lt;br /&gt;zherui: boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hahaha, okay settle! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BOO BACK @ YA! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHAR: Sorry no hugs for you! D; You know me, I not touchy ah ;x But yeah, support support support for you although no hugs! :D&lt;br /&gt;CHAR: Stop looking back! Move on! And get well soooooon!&lt;br /&gt;CHAR: Wlao I today damn lonely okayyyyyyyyy ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Heh, its okay! You ah must learn to give me hugs! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAHAHA i am trying lorrrrrrrrr i want hugs! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'll be back on Monday wheee hahah i misssed all of you! ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jolin: hehehe(:&lt;br /&gt;jolin: heeeez./ no prob, and i got give you hugs! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yesyes i want more hugs! &amp;amp; ZAC EFRON! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAHAHA. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGIE !: hellos chio bu1erm..no,miichiang is not one of the four random girls.heehee/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Re-ed at your blog! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passer-by: e one u love must be a very lucky guy=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Heh, depends who's looking at it right! Ty anyw, (: Who's this? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.error-without-laughter.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;J I M&lt;/a&gt;: hello &gt;) link!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.error-without-laughter.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;J I M&lt;/a&gt;: haha im psychic luh. can't help it lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.error-without-laughter.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;J I M&lt;/a&gt;: and yea! adam ofcourse. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hey long lost bestf! Hahaha hows your jelly-fish bite? Hope you're okay :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Psychic? yeah sure haha, ADAM LAMBERT WHOO! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passerbyx): haha okay lurh tell you my name. i am mii!!!!&lt;br /&gt;passerbyx): and i think you already know lor haha ;D anyway tagged!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Aha, yes i thought it was you. Well hello then, (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passerby x): get well soon friend :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hey i dont know if this is still Mii Chang or someone else! HAHA yes but ty! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://funatmyblog.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;-sI yIng-&lt;/a&gt;: yos~ tagtag.lucks for exams!x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hey hello ty! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;z-: New hairstyle, new beginning. Jiayous for prelims and gratz on your gold! Z-&lt;br /&gt;z-: Get well Z-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Haha, not new hairstyle lah heh its back to norm! But thanks! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thanks yes im better now! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sy: faster get well!!!!!! =) =)&lt;br /&gt;sy: and nb la.. i still damn du lan over them.. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAHA why still so dulan, chill they're just a bunch of childish losers, O: HAHA. &amp;amp;i'm better alr!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right i'm finally done! (:&lt;br /&gt;Offf to finish off my cough med.&lt;em&gt; Someone motivate me somemoreee please.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Would my wait be futile? Would you still love me after the o's? Should i wait or should i not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;What if you've moved on already? This sucks when i get indecisive cuz i never ever get any definate answer from you. "I guess so.." Doesn't give me much to comprehend cuz the word guess is a very indefinate word. Argh making decisions sucks. What the freaking hell in the world am i even thinking about this at this point of time, sucks uh. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37387153-6072094012572886768?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/6072094012572886768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=6072094012572886768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/6072094012572886768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/6072094012572886768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/04/argh-been-alil-pissed-with-myself-these.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-1928633295623603062</id><published>2009-04-24T18:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T18:07:48.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Missed school today cuz got the fever again in the morning, ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh well slept the day away though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyw effing pissed what the hell some effing imposters on facebook?!?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Get a life la, oh &amp;amp; to anyone out there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If a "&lt;strong&gt;Merilyn Cheng/Colin Neo/Ashley Tan"&lt;/strong&gt; adds you on facebook, With our picture as dp, just ignore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;What losers-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Seems like anyone in the world cares but you.&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/37387153-1928633295623603062?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/1928633295623603062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=1928633295623603062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/1928633295623603062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/1928633295623603062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/04/missed-school-today-cuz-got-fever-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-8176753835003766269</id><published>2009-04-19T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T22:37:04.498+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Got an ending.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Beeen crazily busy today with family &amp;amp; phototaking! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHAHA i totally curled my hair today i think i loook weird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dont worry though its temporary. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SesyUOVTReI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/ZF2eN47DA6w/s1600-h/19042009(023).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326406307321955810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SesyUOVTReI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/ZF2eN47DA6w/s320/19042009(023).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ANYW HIGHLIGHT OF TODAY'S POST IS CHOIR GOT GOLD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHAHA LUV THEM ALLL TO BITS, PICTURES ON FACEBOOOK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WATCHED 17 AGAIN ON 17TH APRIL, :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Zac Efron is stillll my no. 1 luv! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Super effffffffing hot/cute/handsome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(:D) GO MEGAWATT GRINS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cip on Saturday all the way at tampines, crazily had fun with ZuXiang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah sure, that ang moh guy definately was making love the night before HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;Oh boy, playground is definately the best place to..............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHA i'm not going to a playground anytime sooooon man(z).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pictures pictures on facebooooook! Class photo taking tmr heh heh, :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Catch up with you guys again soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Tan Jo Lin &amp;amp; Dearie! HAHAHA thanks alrighty although no hugs for me. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Caught this at someone's blog im sorry forgot who, but ty let me kope! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For people who are................. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not so single,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love isn't about becoming somebody else's 'perfect person'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's about finding someone who helps you become the best person you can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heartbroken,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heartbreaks last as long as you want and cut deep as you allow them to go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The challenge is not how to survive heartbreaks but to learn from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naive,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How to be in love: Fall but don't stumble, be consistent but not too persistent, and get hurt but never keep the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Searching,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;True love cannot be found where it does not truly exist, nor can it be hidden where it truly does. Love is magic. The more we hide it, the more it shows. The more you suppress it, the more it grows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playboy and girl,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Never say I love you if you don't care. Never talk about feelings if they aren't there. Never touch a life if you mean to break a heart. Never look in the eye when what you do is lie. The most cruel thing a guy can do to a girl is to let her fall in love when he doesn't intend to catch her fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Possessive,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It breaks your heart to see the one you love happy with someone else, but it's more painful to know that the one you love is unhappy with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afraid to confess,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love hurts when you break up with someone. It hurts even more when someone breaks up with you. But love hurts the most when the person you love has no idea how you feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still holding on,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A sad thing about life is that when you meet someone who means a lot to you, only to find out in the end that it was never bound to be and we just have to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Single,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love is like a butterfly. The more you chase it, the more it eludes you. But if you just let it fly, it would come to you when you least expect it. Love can make you happy but often times it hurts, but love's only special when you give it to someone who is worth it. So take your time and choose the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This totally makes sense, (:&lt;br /&gt;"My ideal partner.......... Loves me more than i love him, but yet i too, love him more than he loves me."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You did, i did. You tried, so did i. I guess that ends here..........., friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;(Who knows, we could still be the best of friends. Thanks for everything too.)&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/37387153-8176753835003766269?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/8176753835003766269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=8176753835003766269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/8176753835003766269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/8176753835003766269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/04/beeen-crazily-busy-today-with-family.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SesyUOVTReI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/ZF2eN47DA6w/s72-c/19042009(023).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37387153.post-7266970789997162291</id><published>2009-04-16T21:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T22:04:43.634+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alllll the best.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;Everybody's got something they had to leave behind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;One regret from yesterday that just seems to grow with time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's no use looking back or wondering&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How it could be now or neither been&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;All this I know but still I can't find ways to let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Somewhere in my memory I lost all sense of time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And tomorrow can never be'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Cause yesterday is all that fills my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's no use looking back or wondering&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How it should be now or neither been&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Oh this I know but still I can't find ways to let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;You'll always be the dream that fills my head&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes you will, say you will, you know you will, baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;You'll always be the one I know I'll never forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's no use looking back or wondering&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because love is a strange and funny thing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;No matter how I try and tryI just can't say goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No no no no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I never had a dream come true&lt;br /&gt;Till that day that I found you&lt;br /&gt;Even though I pretend that I've moved on&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;I never found the words to say&lt;br /&gt;You're the one I think about each day&lt;br /&gt;And I know no matter where love takes me to&lt;br /&gt;A part of me will always be with you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;My smile is my make up ever since my breakup with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SYF I want that Gold alll the best Whooooooooooo!:D&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/37387153-7266970789997162291?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/7266970789997162291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=7266970789997162291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/7266970789997162291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/7266970789997162291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/04/everybodys-got-something-they-had-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-855085958912162221</id><published>2009-04-11T20:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T21:25:19.066+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;ll always love you.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello world i'm back &amp;amp; bored. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SeCX7PuWa7I/AAAAAAAAAeI/SoTzUI0FP74/s1600-h/n664666850_2181313_2797373.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323421803640941490" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SeCX7PuWa7I/AAAAAAAAAeI/SoTzUI0FP74/s320/n664666850_2181313_2797373.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Schools been shag i've been so effing shag i think choir's draining me out totalllllly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But then again it'll be over next Friday &amp;amp;i want that Goldd. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've been so stressed out these days, my grades &amp;amp;all the failures &amp;amp; all, then comes choir &amp;amp;lack of sleep cuz i never have enough time to actually finish my work, more say have time to study for my prelims. I think i'm so stressed out i can prolly breakdown anytime in classs! ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dearie must get ready tissue for me laaaa. O:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyhoo, Physics /Chemistry test was okay i guess i'm praying i pass HAHA esp. for Chemistry cuz i didnt have my notes,,,,,,,, ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But i think can laaaa heh. Tuition's been pretty helpful too, other than the bimbo's thats so annoying omfg effing childish lah. Wait hahaha make sense cant call them bimbo's, cuz they're not even pretty enough. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wushu competition's ending! HAHA Awwwww but heh they can end wushu training alr shuang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think it'll be weird not having choir practices anymore, it might feel kinda empty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, i should go study for Geog test next week, but i think tonights gonna be futile. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;K off to study alrighty byee. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SeCUJT-SLXI/AAAAAAAAAeA/h6O-7rM-5EQ/s1600-h/I_hate_u__by_purplerainistaken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323417647253171570" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SeCUJT-SLXI/AAAAAAAAAeA/h6O-7rM-5EQ/s320/I_hate_u__by_purplerainistaken.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You know last night i had the craziest dream, i never knew/thought i would even dream about these things. Dont even ask me why but i dreamt that you got stabbed right in front of my face, the details &amp;amp; all. I started to cry in my sleep until something jolted me out of bed &amp;amp; i realised it was all a dream. But i couldn't stop crying cuz it was so real i really thought it was real. I really wanted to pick up the phone &amp;amp; call to see if you were alright, but it was 3 am in the morning, &amp;amp; besides even if i did call, i dont think you'll pick up my phone. So i just sat there, i thought about you and everything and just cried till i stopped.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I see you smiling around your friends &amp;amp; i realise i smile too when i see your smile, but then stop smiling to myself when i start to think about the times when those smiles were actually directed to me. Its been a real long itme since you gave me a smile. Everytime we accidentally make eye contact, i would tell myself to stare into your eyes longer. But then when it really happens i look away as fast as i can because i know, if i looked into your eyes for a second longer i'll start crying because too many flashbacks will appear in my mind. Every single text that you send &amp;amp; i kept, i dont even need to read it to remember it cuz i can remember every single one, i've read it countless times that it just comes to me oh so natuarally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;"I love you dear. My heart &amp;amp; soul will always be with you. Just like how the alphabets L and M will always be beside each other forever."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Mine was and still is with you. Do you still remember? Do you still care? Do you still love me? Or am i just daydreaming all over again. I wonder if you'll ever see this.....): I love you baby, i really still do........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;I neeed to studyyyy. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37387153-855085958912162221?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/855085958912162221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=855085958912162221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/855085958912162221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/855085958912162221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello-world-im-back-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SeCX7PuWa7I/AAAAAAAAAeI/SoTzUI0FP74/s72-c/n664666850_2181313_2797373.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37387153.post-2446621619048211332</id><published>2009-04-05T21:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T21:54:41.835+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I miss you&apos;s.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey hi i'm back for quick updates again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHA yes yes i think i'm gonna request for pump whoooooo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By the looks of my results i can jolly well go jump down the building already can! ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHAHA yay go train to become a nerd to score in everything whoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oooooops i think i'm having a sugar rushhhhhhh,&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; (toooo much chocolates!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes anyone up for study dates! I wannnna studyyyyy! Go become a bookwormmm laa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rightttt random post i'm bored &amp;amp; i want more chocolatesss. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 more weeeeeeeks to chiong for Syf........! I want a &lt;strong&gt;Gold&lt;/strong&gt;! ): I think we can get a &lt;strong&gt;Gold.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But is whether we put in effort anot. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anywayssss do our bestttt don attitude anymore la wlaoo. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;K off the chiong finish my homework if not i'll die,&lt;em&gt; (again)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Omg this line is so familiar..................... O: Was it in the last post...? /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cccccc;"&gt;"This is what happens when you let your heart win."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;With a little luck we can make this damn thing work out. It already worked out well. But i guess, we ran out of luck. Will the luck come back......? I miss you. ):&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/37387153-2446621619048211332?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/2446621619048211332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=2446621619048211332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/2446621619048211332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/2446621619048211332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey-hi-im-back-for-quick-updates-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-8774084143760460248</id><published>2009-03-31T21:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T22:14:22.579+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ignorance is actually bliss.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hellllo crazy updates here again!&lt;br /&gt;Got syf rehearsal tmr! Fulll dresss! Omg must bring so many things to schooooool. ):&lt;br /&gt;Oh welllll tmr is april's foool. HAHAHA i wonder what will happen to anybody!&lt;br /&gt;Wlao plannnned stuff but cant do it anymore cuz got the rehearsal thingy, ):&lt;br /&gt;Anyw chemistry remedial tmrrrr wlao i havent do the bloody worksheet yet!&lt;br /&gt;Tonight no need to sleeep already. Plus the bus ride tdy with Ming En Gerald Mei Xin &amp;amp; Maryann was crazy cuz some ah ma asked what schoool we were from blah.&lt;br /&gt;I think she buay song us cuz we didnt give up our seat to her.&lt;br /&gt;Wlao not MingEn's dayyyyyyyy HAHAHA (Laughs at him loudly LAWL.)&lt;br /&gt;Anyw crazyyy tmr's wushu competition! HA i wish everyone all the best! :D&lt;br /&gt;K off to do homework if not tmr i die very very fast. O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;(Why did i feel so affected when MeiXin screamed that line into class today? I was so scared of what you might think, would you think i really did give up on you? I....... wanted to stop and tell you straightaway that no, i'm not attached yet cuz i still love you very very much. But it just wasnt possible. Would you even care, if i told you i still loved you? Would you still look me in the eye the way you used to? Everytime i tell myself that, no way you're gonna turn back &amp;amp; return to my side anymore, but some part of me... That very very foolish part of me, still daydreams about the day you walk up to me &amp;amp; say, "Marilyn, actually i've always loved you as much as i did from the start. Would you be my girlfriend again?" I know if that day ever comes i'll smile &amp;amp; give you a hug straightaway &amp;amp;say yes. But thinking again, when will that day ever come? That fantasy, is so far away. It would be a miracle if it really happened. So even when i know its prolly never ever gonna happen, why do i still think about that scenario all the time? I miss you dear, I dont know how i get through each day hearing your voice just somehwere behind me. You're so near, yet so far. I never know how to exactly face you. What if i turned around &amp;amp;you were looking my way? What would i do? Would i just look away, or ........ Why is it so hard to get over the times i had with you? Why cant i just forget, and just meet some other wonderful guy who can love me so much more than you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Then again, why do i still care when you prolly dont even notice my existance anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I dontknow if you'll ever see this...., but. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;If i were to wait all the way after o levels baby, would you come back to me.........?)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Btw, i am not attached.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37387153-8774084143760460248?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/8774084143760460248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=8774084143760460248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/8774084143760460248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/8774084143760460248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/03/hellllo-crazy-updates-here-again-got.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-2495104909916754871</id><published>2009-03-28T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T22:17:32.710+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Why do i feel so guilty.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;HELLO WORLD. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes i'm here for a quick update i'm outta time! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;New crazy seating arrangements in class, &lt;em&gt;new eye-candy&lt;/em&gt;.............(!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; Wednesday night tuitions are the bomb man(z). &amp;amp;there's gonna be Friday night's tooo. &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(Grins.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHAHAHAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;K i'm crazy prelims are coming soooooon rawr i need to get my ass off my bed &amp;amp; start studying ha, O:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hehhhhhhhh Chem remedial every Wed at Ven's classs hahaha go crazy again tooo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then Syf's gonna arrive yay i hope we get gold!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Next Wednesdayyyyyy. :D :D :D HAHAHA, &lt;em&gt;Megawatt grins heh. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay i've nothing much to say i think i lost my passion for blogging!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Catch up another time bye, (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;(If i said i like him &amp;amp; dont love you anymore, now that's called self-denial. All i need is time.)&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/37387153-2495104909916754871?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/2495104909916754871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=2495104909916754871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/2495104909916754871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/2495104909916754871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-2067621310291132866</id><published>2009-03-19T21:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T22:04:15.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You know i realised i've been such a stupid person i feel like i'm such a fucking fool. Everyday, i hold on to that small glimmer of hope that there's still a chance for us to get back together, because i believed. Even if everyone in the world told me i was in self-denial, &amp;amp; even if i knew i was, i still held on to that hope, because i believed in you, your personality, your character. I was still holding on yesterday, i still cared in the self-denial that you'll come back after o's or something. I still loved you as much as i did from the start of us but now... I swear i'll get over you. Because right at this instant i hate you. I hate you for everything you did, the sweet plus the not-so-nice ones. I hate you, for being able to let go of it so quickly. I hate you, &amp;amp; i wish I'll never ever see you again. I hate you, &amp;amp; i never want to care if you pass your maths tests, or hand up your work in time, or if your grades are slipping, or if you're sick without medicine, or if you're getting enough rest for whatever shit things you have the next day. I hate you. Thanks for messing up my life but i'll get it back on track soon cuz, you, &amp;amp; what you did'll be my motivation, to do better. No matter how much i dont wanto see you i still have to, for every single day. I hope we can still be friends, cuz I'm so tired of running away from you everytime i see you walking by, i'm so tired of trying to avoid you, i'm so tired moving away from a clique of friends when you're there, i'm just so tired of hiding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just want my life back to the way it was.&lt;/em&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/37387153-2067621310291132866?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/2067621310291132866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=2067621310291132866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/2067621310291132866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/2067621310291132866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-know-i-realised-ive-been-such.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-9220807457994105123</id><published>2009-03-15T14:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T14:34:23.756+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facade of lies.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I cried again on the 13th sigh sucks to the max.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Talk about talentime another time with the pictures &amp;amp; all. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Song of the week, Missing Me by RJ Helton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love the way it feels when you touch my hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't wanna let you go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love the way you say that I am your man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't understand why we can't go on and go on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't understand why&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You don't belong in my arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh no &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And even if I cried a thousand tears tonight &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would you come back to me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And even if I walked on the water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Would you come out to see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now I can't spend my life standing by&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Cause even when I miss you, You're still not missing me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's funny how my heart just won't let it go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just don't understand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's crazy how the pain seems to overflow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The memories of you here with me by my side&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I can't deny that you are the love of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ohno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And even if I cried a thousand tears tonight &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would you come back to me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And even if I walked on the water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Would you come out to sea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now I can't spend my life standing by&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Cause even when I miss you, You're still not missing me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;be&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I still cry for you, I would die for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't believe all the words I heard you say &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I still long for you, And I was strong for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I can't believe that you'd throw it all away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I still cry for you, I would die for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't believe all the words I heard you say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I still long for you, And I was strong for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I can't believe that you'd throw it all &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Even if I cried a thousand tears tonight &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would you come back to me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; And even if I walked on the water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;would you come out to sea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now I can't spend my life standing by&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Cause even when I miss you, You're still not missing me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I still cry for you, I would die for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't believe all the words I heard you say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I still long for you, I was strong for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't believe that you'd throw it all away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now I can't spend my life standing by&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Cause even when I miss you, You're still not missing me........&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/37387153-9220807457994105123?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/9220807457994105123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=9220807457994105123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/9220807457994105123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/9220807457994105123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-cried-again-on-13th-sigh-sucks-to-max.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-4548792389467348920</id><published>2009-03-07T15:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T16:20:34.673+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All or nothing.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;(Wish i could press rewind, turn back the hands of time to the story of me &amp;amp;you.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey crazyys. I'm back crazily enough to blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Common tests are finally over i pretty much screwed everything up la get the fuck away/.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Super bad Pms yesterday, sorry to Maryann! D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went out with Peh Mei Xin &amp;amp; Vendela at Vivo.&lt;br /&gt;Crazy amounts of flashbacks omfg but i really think everything, whether i'm happy/sad really just depends on myself. After all, i'm the one that still chooses to be reminded of you by every little thing right, so.. I guess i need a change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happiness is....... being able to have had memories with someone you loved the most.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll let peektures do the talking so, ha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SbIpHa8dWPI/AAAAAAAAAdo/TJZLuYQzrT4/s1600-h/DSC08502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310352118091962610" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SbIpHa8dWPI/AAAAAAAAAdo/TJZLuYQzrT4/s320/DSC08502.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SbIpG3wbrbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/efWAqVsvLQM/s1600-h/DSC08495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310352108646280626" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SbIpG3wbrbI/AAAAAAAAAdg/efWAqVsvLQM/s320/DSC08495.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SbIpGtuHJ1I/AAAAAAAAAdY/Q8Rc3JX8XhE/s1600-h/DSC08494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310352105952192338" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SbIpGtuHJ1I/AAAAAAAAAdY/Q8Rc3JX8XhE/s320/DSC08494.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SbIor7tBc9I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/yTvC5WZn2GQ/s1600-h/DSC08491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310351645849252818" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SbIor7tBc9I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/yTvC5WZn2GQ/s320/DSC08491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SbIorkx-0YI/AAAAAAAAAdI/1sC8LZdfKoc/s1600-h/DSC08490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310351639696036226" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SbIorkx-0YI/AAAAAAAAAdI/1sC8LZdfKoc/s320/DSC08490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SbIopivHEFI/AAAAAAAAAdA/owNm6cOc-CA/s1600-h/DSC08489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310351604787384402" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SbIopivHEFI/AAAAAAAAAdA/owNm6cOc-CA/s320/DSC08489.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SbIopZhS1aI/AAAAAAAAAc4/RkQa89e3kyY/s1600-h/DSC08479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310351602313516450" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SbIopZhS1aI/AAAAAAAAAc4/RkQa89e3kyY/s320/DSC08479.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SbIpHn24RVI/AAAAAAAAAdw/wr3BaIZ2_fs/s1600-h/DSC08504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310352121558222162" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SbIpHn24RVI/AAAAAAAAAdw/wr3BaIZ2_fs/s320/DSC08504.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SbIoGZdcKxI/AAAAAAAAAco/aQziPyYO8JQ/s1600-h/DSC08468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310351001001929490" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SbIoGZdcKxI/AAAAAAAAAco/aQziPyYO8JQ/s320/DSC08468.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SbIoGINIpUI/AAAAAAAAAcg/HhyjFVOZStg/s1600-h/DSC08467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310350996370138434" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SbIoGINIpUI/AAAAAAAAAcg/HhyjFVOZStg/s320/DSC08467.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SbIoo3xmwNI/AAAAAAAAAcw/0yt_AL8Fl7g/s1600-h/DSC08485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310351593255125202" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SbIoo3xmwNI/AAAAAAAAAcw/0yt_AL8Fl7g/s320/DSC08485.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SbIoFggFr2I/AAAAAAAAAcY/wJSe9JukN54/s1600-h/DSC08461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310350985712217954" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SbIoFggFr2I/AAAAAAAAAcY/wJSe9JukN54/s320/DSC08461.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SbIoExWUTeI/AAAAAAAAAcI/Mu96eZugDJU/s1600-h/DSC08458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310350973054766562" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SbIoExWUTeI/AAAAAAAAAcI/Mu96eZugDJU/s320/DSC08458.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Done with this, off to sleeep. The weather's great now, its raining..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&amp;amp;there's a smile on my face. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Byebyebyebyebye. Talentime is screwed too. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;"Cuz i want it all, or nothing at all. There's nowhere left to fall when you reach the bottom its now or never. Is this all, or are we just friends. Is this how it ends with a simple telephone call, you leave me here.&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;With nothing at all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;Cause even when I miss you, You're still not missing me....................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37387153-4548792389467348920?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/4548792389467348920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=4548792389467348920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/4548792389467348920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/4548792389467348920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/03/wish-i-could-press-rewind-turn-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SbIpHa8dWPI/AAAAAAAAAdo/TJZLuYQzrT4/s72-c/DSC08502.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37387153.post-2868520066523161485</id><published>2009-03-05T21:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T21:40:24.971+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Take a chance on me.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Its been a long time since i last cried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;(I fucking miss you so much.)&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/37387153-2868520066523161485?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/2868520066523161485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=2868520066523161485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/2868520066523161485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/2868520066523161485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-been-long-time-since-i-last-cried.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-952335025019045356</id><published>2009-02-28T17:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T18:19:54.299+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This is how things end.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's the last day of February. Its another month gone. I guess its really time for me to start focusing on my studies already hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;So just for old times' sake &amp;amp; for my self-denial of &lt;em&gt;"If i write down everything that i remember of you, i might actually start to forget too."&lt;/em&gt; kind of thinking, this post shall be dedicated to you. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;em&gt; hopefully&lt;/em&gt;, i'll never have to mention anything about missing you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First of all, &lt;em&gt;thankyou&lt;/em&gt; for the memories love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cant really remember how we first started to talk, it was so muffled when i changed classes form IT to HM, &amp;amp; my only close friend was Dearie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then i met you, then, as a responsible chairman who was efficient cuz you did up our class blog not long after school reopened. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being that responsible chairman (ha) you got my number &amp;amp; told me the timetable everynow &amp;amp; then, and helped me typed out the 1100 words &amp;amp; meanings while sending it to me via email, later realising you forgot to attach the microsoft attachment to it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was so lame! But it was still really sweet.&lt;br /&gt;We used to bluetooth message in class too cuz of my limited messages, cuz you were sitting so far away, cuz we were never in the same group during group work ha, those were the days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we just became&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; bestfriends&lt;/span&gt; :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You were there for me at my darkest point of my life last year &amp;amp; consoled me over Cs &amp;amp; helped me through it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crazily enough although we didn't know each other for long, you did smt on the last Valentines' Day which i thought was really sweet, i know i will never forget. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307786905345711714" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SakMEYyZ3mI/AAAAAAAAAaw/QKVLb0eGJrk/s320/16102008(002).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then it was like nonstop texting &amp;amp; calling for like forever &amp;amp; March holidays came. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SakMEZBCcBI/AAAAAAAAAa4/sF0_9wssgxs/s1600-h/17102008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307786905407090706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SakMEZBCcBI/AAAAAAAAAa4/sF0_9wssgxs/s320/17102008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We.. Studies in school together someday &amp;amp; did Physics, you were sitting beside me, i can totally remember every single detail. We started to clear out files cuz i said yours was messy &amp;amp; we started to play this retarded game of throwing unwanted papers into the bin, backwards. I totally owned you la haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then was April, &lt;em&gt;we confessed&lt;/em&gt; and studied in school library on some random public holiday &amp;amp; got caught by ex-deskmate &amp;amp; fellow wushu members lawl, was the joke but we still.. had fun that day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that was really muffled, we stopped talking throughout the Mid-Years &amp;amp; you started to spike your hair too lawl it was really weird at first, but now its like the norm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dontknow what else happened in between, &lt;em&gt;perhaps i dont wanto remember the sad parts&lt;/em&gt; but i know we became &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;bestfriends&lt;/span&gt; again during July. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Random lunch dates before sending me to tuition was the bomb, we were the closest at that point crazy too, using each others phone to take pictures hahahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SakOokCUmeI/AAAAAAAAAb4/g8PSjWeCN8E/s1600-h/1_892176202m[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307789725863811554" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SakOokCUmeI/AAAAAAAAAb4/g8PSjWeCN8E/s320/1_892176202m%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thankyou, for sending me all the way to Tpy although you live in Tampines, i really appreciate you for that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But before my birthday we didnt talk again, &amp;amp; i'm sorry for everything that happened in between. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;EBO helped me through &amp;amp;i did smt that turned the coldness between us around and.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;We got together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;EOY's came, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we studies together, went to the exam hall together, called every night, &amp;amp; met every morning without fail. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SakMTvIGYdI/AAAAAAAAAbY/NSVABhj6KtI/s1600-h/DSC00240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307787169040327122" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SakMTvIGYdI/AAAAAAAAAbY/NSVABhj6KtI/s320/DSC00240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We even had study dates with friends on weekends ha &amp;amp; thankyou for being there when i lost my wallet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just you being there really makes a difference, to know that no matter what happens you'd still be there made everything so much easier to go through. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SakMEvhtroI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/m8YLos09jkQ/s1600-h/DSC00246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307786911449722498" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SakMEvhtroI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/m8YLos09jkQ/s320/DSC00246.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SakMEuAsQ4I/AAAAAAAAAbI/bgDQvcG_YPk/s1600-h/DSC00230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307786911042782082" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SakMEuAsQ4I/AAAAAAAAAbI/bgDQvcG_YPk/s320/DSC00230.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;EOY's ended &amp;amp; we celebrated our first month together, (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SakMTmrE4pI/AAAAAAAAAbg/zkNMfpHRDvw/s1600-h/18112008(009).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307787166771110546" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SakMTmrE4pI/AAAAAAAAAbg/zkNMfpHRDvw/s320/18112008(009).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then was like Class chalet, which was pretty much more of a date for us cuz we were always missing in action. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;The pool, the random walks, the talks, the spliting of rings heh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ha, thankyou. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After chalet i went for my holiday &amp;amp; when i came back, that mass sending of messages to me were so sweet i couldn't stop smiling to myself at the airport. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That pile of messages for each day that i was away from you, i missed you &amp;amp; i knew you missed me as much as i did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thankyou for that too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SakMEc5T0qI/AAAAAAAAAbA/zXyAlmSlLr0/s1600-h/23122008(004)-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307786906448417442" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SakMEc5T0qI/AAAAAAAAAbA/zXyAlmSlLr0/s320/23122008(004)-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then third month, you were so tired that day.. And we just randomly went to clarke quay/Suntec like we always do, &amp;amp; spent our day there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sat somewhere near the fountain &amp;amp; just spent some quality time together, with me randomly taking our pictures heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then was Rachel Tan's christmas party and.. It was still so sweet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School reopened &amp;amp;.. there isn't much more to say cuz i dont wanto remember anything that happened then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Februay 13th, i know i will never forget too. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's prolly the easiest summary i can think about our journey so far, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp;thankyou for everything still.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SakMTzjRsXI/AAAAAAAAAbw/dCqOr82ML78/s1600-h/11012009(003)-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307787170228056434" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SakMTzjRsXI/AAAAAAAAAbw/dCqOr82ML78/s320/11012009(003)-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;I never regretted meeting you, never regretted being with you, &amp;amp; never regretted loving you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'll never forget you baby. Take care love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SakMTzjRsXI/AAAAAAAAAbw/dCqOr82ML78/s1600-h/11012009(003)-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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/37387153-952335025019045356?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/952335025019045356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=952335025019045356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/952335025019045356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/952335025019045356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/02/todays-last-day-of-february.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SakMEYyZ3mI/AAAAAAAAAaw/QKVLb0eGJrk/s72-c/16102008(002).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37387153.post-5746091211157308878</id><published>2009-02-26T20:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T21:39:23.234+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Till the day i let you go.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi i'm here after a really long while.&lt;br /&gt;Although there's smt crazy going on at Cbox now &amp;amp; i cant see my tagboard, i guess i roughly know whats going on for the past few days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;To Llewol ??,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankayou for sort of helping me in this mess, but there is really &lt;em&gt;no need to pose as Lowell&lt;/em&gt; to help, no need to use his name or try to type like him or whatsoever. You could've always used your own name. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To ./BLAHBLAH/Passerbuai,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much for the insults. (:&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, i really dont give a shit about what you feel about me, i know you pretty much dont care about it too. I'm not gonna be thinking of what kind of sarcastic remarks to hit you back with, I dont think you're worth my time/efforts thankyouverymuch. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fyi,&lt;/span&gt; Llewol ?? &lt;em&gt;isn't even the real Lowell&lt;/em&gt;, if you didn't know. (:&lt;br /&gt;Oh, &amp;amp;If you really love Lowell &amp;amp; really, really wanna be with him, go fight for him then.&lt;em&gt; Nobody's standing in your fucking way to getting to him.&lt;/em&gt; There isn't a need to come &amp;amp; spam my tagboard, cuz we've broken up &amp;amp; he isn't related to me anyhoo. If me clinging on to our used-to-be memories/my character/just me really disturbs you, all i can say is. &lt;em&gt;If you dont like me, you can jolly well not even come to my blog, cuz i dont think it even matters whether you are here or not, ha so why are you even still hanging around here prettaye.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Bye. :D&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Righty &amp;amp; thankyou to everyone that helped,&lt;br /&gt;espcially &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Charmaine........,&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; everyone.(passerby's/anon's included.) (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right i'm done with that, i dont think there's much more to say to people who have too much time around cuz you know, Sec 4's nowadays are getting pretty much very busy with studies to fucking even care if people actually likes them or not. :D&lt;br /&gt;School's been busy like crazy everything is like passing so super fast! Heh, i need to keep up in class &amp;amp;stay as happy as i am now. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Chemistry redox redox redox.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Physics Electrictiy Electricity Electricity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Amaths..... E maths.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Geography.......................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA common tests are next week omfg i need to start studying already. :D&lt;br /&gt;Heh k i'll come by sooon another day teehee, bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally know why we should never be with someone from the same class, ha. It gets really hard to concentrate even when you're still trying your best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:01;color:#ffffff;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But someday love is gonna lead you back to me, but till it does i'll have an empty heart. So i'll just have to believe, somewhere out there you're thinking of me. Till the day i let you go, till we say our next hello it's not goodbye."&lt;/span&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/37387153-5746091211157308878?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/5746091211157308878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=5746091211157308878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/5746091211157308878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/5746091211157308878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/02/hi-im-here-after-really-long-while.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-6829223954348442827</id><published>2009-02-21T22:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T22:54:45.755+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='optimistic.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey crazy peeps.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just too lazy to update on anything much ha.......,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY TO CHARMAINE.....! (:D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You're sixteen my dearie, heh luv you to bitszxzxz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Recent updates.. Eh.&lt;br /&gt;Choir choral exchange today, it was totally like usual rawr.&lt;br /&gt;Got detention next Thursday for wearing pumps to school last Saturday, ):&lt;br /&gt;First detention ever &amp;amp; its actually cuz of this omfg.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, what can i say.&lt;em&gt; Life's like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Got all crazily hysterical during Choir on Friday omfg.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA &lt;strong&gt;irrational beliefs&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Oh i think only Maryann Ash Ven &amp;amp; MeiXuan knows what i'm saying)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Went crazy,&lt;em&gt; sad&lt;/em&gt;, angry,&lt;em&gt; sad,&lt;/em&gt; crazy,&lt;em&gt; sad&lt;/em&gt;, angry, &lt;em&gt;sad plus more sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;HAHAA learn to let go la Crazy retarded Marilyn, heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(Look at all the friends ard you that loves you so much more.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Aha, look on the Bright side, Life is great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Sunflowers la ha ha bright &amp;amp; yellow. Keeps the ends of my mouth up at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning to remember the memories while keeping a smile on my face, wow.&lt;br /&gt;After all, they were sweet. Just try not to remember so much about the times of ):&lt;br /&gt;Then i'll be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Monday's the 23rd all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I had a&lt;em&gt; great 1st 23rd&lt;/em&gt;, missed the 2nd 23rd, had the &lt;em&gt;best 3rd 23rd&lt;/em&gt;, worst 4th 23rd &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;em&gt;no more 5th 23rd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Aha. Wait, why do i even still care.&lt;br /&gt;See i'm losing it all over again.&lt;br /&gt;I think, i care, then i go crazy scolding myself. Why should i care about anything, when he doesn't even bother about a thing.&lt;br /&gt;Ha what a crazt nonsensical post i should totally stop cuz i'm going all crazy, &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;AGAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to find a new place ha where i can start anew.&lt;br /&gt;I'm cheering up, I'm starting to forget, &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;(Omfg what a lie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Its a lie, but whattheheck at least i'm trying my best.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck it, stop talking about this already i should stop typing ha bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Even though i really love you, I'm gonna smile cuz i deserve to.&lt;br /&gt;It'll all get better in time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;(Lowell Chong, you should always remember that you were the one who gave this up &amp;amp; broke my heart. Not me.)&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/37387153-6829223954348442827?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/6829223954348442827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=6829223954348442827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/6829223954348442827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/6829223954348442827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/02/hey-crazy-peeps.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-1120537840623773543</id><published>2009-02-16T21:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T21:42:46.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;I Miss You/.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I remembered when we first got together, i once asked you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wonder when will you ever stop loving me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;You said, &lt;em&gt;"When pigs can fly."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its these little sweet things that keeps my smile on my face &amp;amp; tears flowing at the same time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hold on tight to the memories, cuz to me.. &lt;em&gt;They're the most precious things left of you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37387153-1120537840623773543?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/1120537840623773543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=1120537840623773543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/1120537840623773543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/1120537840623773543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-miss-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-7669179842527345044</id><published>2009-02-14T21:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T22:51:49.104+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost in your eyes.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;Tried all i could/.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hi &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Valentine's Day&lt;/span&gt; to everyone, (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Spent Vday with &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Maryann Vendela Mingen Gerald &amp;amp; Asaph&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Crazy outing with&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; polaroid &amp;amp; Diana F+ Cameras&lt;/span&gt; is the Love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gerald was especially tired cuz of his Vball training though, rawrs ha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Walked around crazily. &amp;amp; All three of us received flowers from the guys aha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thankayou(!) :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; almost every couple on the road had a bouquet of flowers with them, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(aww.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SZbMBVV8btI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/tjlE47ghUsw/s1600-h/POLOROID.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302649934556458706" style="WIDTH: 378px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SZbMBVV8btI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/tjlE47ghUsw/s400/POLOROID.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Polaroids polaroids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"She might not be feeling the pain now, because she herself wont know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She might be feeling that smt's not right, because she can sense the change in you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But she's still holding on to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not because she's stupid,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not because she's dumb,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not because she's a fool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But because she believes you will not break her full-hearted heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She believes you will not let her tears flow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She believes you will keep your promises.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She believes that what you both had is called Love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She loves you not because you are good-looking, or a sweet talker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She loves you for who you are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your every touch, your every word, your every action.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She was born here inperfect, Everyone is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For her, being the upmost girlfriend is to endure your every move,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;your every moodswing, your every word &amp;amp; actions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even if she's dealing with the most unbearable pain, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she will bear with it just for your sake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But once she knows that the time is up, She'll leave you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With the most unforgettable &amp;amp;painful memories you both had.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;From the sweetest to the very last moment,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She had to leave because of your doings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cherish &amp;amp; appreaciate your girl, &amp;amp; dont break her fragile heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She's the only one who can love you this way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You wont wanna regret letting go the special girl you have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For everything that she's done for you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the least you can do is to give her your unconditional love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as she has given to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because you should know, her love &amp;amp; sacrifice doesn't mean forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When she finally realises that you're not worth her love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She'll leave for the one who deserves her love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dont ever leave the one you love for the one you like,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because one day, the one you like will leave for the one they love.&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sweet uh, ha i thought so too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No relevance to whatsoever again tyvm. (:&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SZbQAV12z2I/AAAAAAAAAaA/boqeENc-B5k/s1600-h/Rose_by_Mariquez.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302654315556949858" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SZbQAV12z2I/AAAAAAAAAaA/boqeENc-B5k/s400/Rose_by_Mariquez.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is prolly the nicest picture of a rose i have. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Celebrating Valentine's Day with friends was great. Its not that i didnt like the outing. But i guess i really didnt want to see any couples that were so much pretty in love at all. Cuz everytime i see a pair of happy couple walk past me all smiles with love written all over their faces, i would think. Why couldn't that couple been us....? I've got my first small bouquet of flowers today, which was really nice. But after i accepted it, i felt really guilty. I couldn't find a reason to smile, even when i had a small bouquet of flowers in my hands. In the first place, i shouldn't even have felt guilty cuz i didn't do anything wrong. I no longer have any obligations. You happily accepted that balloon, with pretty smiles on your face too. So why should i feel guilty about accepting a small bouquet of flowers? But, i guess it just doesn't seem right. Its so hard to forget everything that we've been through.. I should prolly find a psychiatrist to help me forget all that i've gone through with you. Maybe it wouldn't hurt if i didn't remember. But then again, part of me really still wants to hold on to the happy times we had together. To cherish the good times, &amp;amp; forget about all the hurt. That's what you told me last year. Perhaps now is the time for me to start practising that, i guess i'll need to try to smile from the inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;"Smile cuz it happened, &amp;amp;not cry because it ended."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I thought you'd be my first &amp;amp; last Valentine, but apparently not. I'll always love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Valentine's Day,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Bestf.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37387153-7669179842527345044?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/7669179842527345044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=7669179842527345044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/7669179842527345044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/7669179842527345044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/02/tried-all-i-could.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SZbMBVV8btI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/tjlE47ghUsw/s72-c/POLOROID.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37387153.post-2324076814742361058</id><published>2009-02-07T15:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T16:11:33.042+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life is great.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hihihi. (:D)&lt;br /&gt;Yesyes i found this in Charmaine's phone someday &amp;amp; thought it was really &lt;em&gt;sweet&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Its super long though, gonna take me like a million years to type it out but heh,&lt;br /&gt;its nice. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Guys, if a girl cries in front of you, it means she cant take it anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you take her hand, she would stay with you for the rest of your life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you let her go, she wouldn't be able to go back &amp;amp; be herself anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A girl wont cry easily, except in front of the person she loves most.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Until then, she becomes weak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A girl wont cry easily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Only when she loves you the most, she puts down her ego.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Guys, if a girl cries because of you, please hold her hand firmly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She's the one who would stay with you for the rest of your life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Guys, if a girl cries beacuse of you, please dont give her up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe because of your selfish decision, you ruin her whole life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When she cries right infront of you, when she cries because of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Please look into her eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can you feel/see the pain &amp;amp; hurt she is feeling..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Think- which other girl ever cried with pure sincerity, Right in front of you &amp;amp; cause of you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She cries, not because she is weak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She cries, not because she wants sympathy/pity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She cries, because crying silently is no longer possible.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The pain, the hurt &amp;amp;agony have becomed too big a burden to be kept inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Guys, think about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If a girl cries her heart out to you, &amp;amp; all because of you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its time to look back on what you've done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Only you will know the answer to it. Do consider reflecting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because one day, It may be too late for regrets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Too late to just say a simple,&lt;em&gt; 'I'm sorry.'&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The whole chunk up there has no link to whoever or whatever that has happened to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;It is just a chunk of crap that i thought was really sweet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;So yes please dont link it to me or anyone around me. Thankyouverymuch. (:D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well yes schools been a bitch with crazy homework &amp;amp; such,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; picnics with Deskmate &amp;amp; back pals are &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;the-love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talentime slots are out HAHA group group ! :D&lt;br /&gt;YAY we'll sing oldies, make medleys, rawr i'm excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;Life's great,&lt;/span&gt; (quoted from &lt;em&gt;ah-peh&lt;/em&gt;.:D)&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes oh well as long as nothing really bad happens to me, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Like getting cancer or smt)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Life's gonna be great &amp;amp; i'll be loving it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA &lt;em&gt;ah-peh &amp;amp;Ctp's&lt;/em&gt; influencing me to become a&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; siaozharbor that keeps grinning&lt;/span&gt;, ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes i've got to start studying.&lt;br /&gt;After thinking too much about other stuffs i should get back on track with my studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to&lt;/em&gt; finish my homework on time, like even history homework.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm maybe i should cut short night calls, its distracting esp with the other person on the line crazily making me laugh. (But wait its a good thing, laugh hahaha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to&lt;/em&gt; finish up my Physics workbook with my own efforts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to&lt;/em&gt; read up on Physics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to&lt;/em&gt; finish my chinese zuo ye which was due on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to&lt;/em&gt; finish my History homework which was due on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to&lt;/em&gt;................... be able to focus.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA so many things to do, By this weekend rawr.&lt;br /&gt;I hope i have the determination, &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;(wait i will hahahhaha.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done with this post, i need to rush off to find my determination to finish my to-do list!&lt;br /&gt;(Runs off now. HAHAHA i'm becoming lame, Ohmytian.)&lt;br /&gt;Goodluck to Ctp &amp;amp; boyf for their np test today. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;We'll keep on believing cuz i know we'll get through this altogether.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Baby you make my heart skip a beat when you look me in the eyes, like it never did before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&amp;amp;i literally mean it. I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37387153-2324076814742361058?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/2324076814742361058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=2324076814742361058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/2324076814742361058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/2324076814742361058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/02/hihihi.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-5810495554294350461</id><published>2009-01-30T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T22:24:18.799+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Byebye love.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;IS THIS HOW THINGS END/.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey lovelies yes i'm back aha.&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes i'm gonna do tag replies first, &lt;strong&gt;:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DENISE:D: HEY BALLET WOMAN! you look like damn scary on friday okeh! D:&lt;br /&gt;DENISE:D: DONT BE SAD LAH, YOZ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hey, sorry if i scared you manz! HAHA. Why am i the ballet woman! Ahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jordan: Lol AUNTIE very touching sia, why u nvr go thank me for always calling you auntie haha&lt;br /&gt;jordan: Cheer up anyway:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Aha, stupid UNCLE stop calling me auntie la, &amp;amp; thankyou anyw. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jinyuan: Haha. Hope you like your present &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Haha, yes i did. Thanks alot.:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;colin: wlaooo noo i totally disagree with the guys are always lidat.... THEY ARENT, well im not and u ignore my msges..wlao zz nvm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Aha, i'm sorry la bestest, but i really bao like to the max this month. &amp;amp; cheeer up love! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zherui: heys, mei dun sad leh! sorry, been busy with NS packing... sucks! bleagh! happy NIU year! moo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Aha, are you botak now! HAHA happy NIU year too! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`WEIJIE: Hey there. :] Smile and cheerup and...................spastic lah you. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Eh eh eh why am i the spastic one! HAHA you're the one with the 'Chao si ni' HAHAHA. :D &amp;amp; i'm fine alrd dont worry hee.(: Thanks EBO, [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHAR: Ha ha what a long advice from the Emperor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yayaya. Omg super long. HAHAHA.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;z-: happy new year!!!&lt;br /&gt;z-: the emperor is wasting precious space. And btw put the time on relaxing yourself instead of writing crap here. Health is the important than the crap. Z-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hey happy new year to you too (belated) &amp;amp; you're really on the dot! &amp;amp; ya i dont thing the emperor's wasting space, aha. &amp;amp; i'll take care of my health, thanks for the concern.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;皇帝: Baby, it's actually easier to love someone than it is to live with someone you love; but this second part, being able to live with the person you love, is what relating to the Significant Other is all about. Just because you have the feeling of love towards someone doesn't mean that you can practice oneness with that person. So many factors come into play: does he look at the world with the same set of values as you? Are the both of you committed to learning what each other's true selves are, even the dark, hidden and nasty parts, and after having seen the good, the bad and the ugly, still are able to give each other the grace and space to grow? I think most teenagers jump into a dating relationship without realising what it entails - it really is a time for you to examine, to find out about the Other, to test the workability of a thing... you shouldn't go in assuming that things work. They do, or they do not...baby, don't give yourself away emotionally without first finding out what you're giving away, and who you're giving it to...... Ah me. Must the Emperor's children all make the Imperial heart worried? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;OMG damn long la Chris. I really didn't expect this from you aha, :D But anyw thanks alottttttt. You know, your words abit chim ah, i needed to take some time to comprehend what you're saying. But i understand now &amp;amp; i'll remember what you said, (: Heh, don't worry about me 'cher, i'm totally alright/better now. (No worries ya,) &amp;amp; watch out for VEHICLES! :D :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes i'm done with that aha. Didn't expect Chris's tag though, Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Cny's been the same as every year so really nothing much to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much focusing on schoool but seriously the only lesson that i wanna fall asleep in is &lt;em&gt;History class. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it man but i'm not gonna break my record aha, i havent slept in any lesson this year ahaaa.&lt;br /&gt;Anyw this week passed really fast....., Its been one week love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sigh i really dontknow what you're thinking. But i still love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;What hurts the most, is being so close. (Is this how it ends.,)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'm done with the post, (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;(I've got no more energy left to keep things going.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37387153-5810495554294350461?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/5810495554294350461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=5810495554294350461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/5810495554294350461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/5810495554294350461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/01/is-this-how-things-end.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-693231987883555934</id><published>2009-01-24T10:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T11:27:52.801+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stay strong.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;GONNA STAY STRONG./&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welll i'm gonna start this post w a picture!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA went back primary school yesterday to meet&lt;strong&gt; Jolynn &amp;amp; Fang Qi.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went a lil crazy all over again. (:D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SXqAlfc96HI/AAAAAAAAAZw/GXDvKevr2go/s1600-h/23012009(003).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294685693513951346" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SXqAlfc96HI/AAAAAAAAAZw/GXDvKevr2go/s320/23012009(003).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Anyw i'm gonnaa dedicate stuffs to people! HAHAHA.(:D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Thanks alotttttttt to.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crazy Talking Partner.,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heyy Noooob Ctp.(: Anyw better say i'm nice can this is for you aha. Yes&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; thanks&lt;/span&gt; alot for the past weeks,&lt;em&gt; (the cheer ups &amp;amp; all)&lt;/em&gt; Cuz it really worked with your comical face &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(HA)&lt;/span&gt; Maybe you should really like put your picture into my phone, so whenever i'm ): i can totally refer to it ha. Ya okay yes this is to tell you i appreciate what you've done okay! Ha, all the calls &amp;amp; everything at night &amp;amp; crzzy hang-ups by me cuz my mum/dad suddenly came into my room, all very paiseh okay! HAHA. K la, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;thanks like a millionxzxzxzxz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; But i'm sure i'm gonna be fine.(:D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vendela Wooo.,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey lovely! HAHA yes i'm gonna&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; thank you&lt;/span&gt; too! Y'know i still feel bad crying into your pe t-shirt last Tuesday! Teehee, i think it was wet right! Lol. But yeahhhh &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;thanks like a millionxzxzxzxz&lt;/span&gt; for everything okay. For always being there whenever i needed someone to talk to/cry. &amp;amp; making me laugh at the slightest things like&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; "Eh, go to your scandal laaaaaa. HAHAHA."&lt;/span&gt; I love you like crazy man(z), &amp;amp; i'm sure you know that. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;But you know what, i know i'm gonna be okay so dont worry so much about me lah. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chee Mei Xuan.,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA yes hello &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;thanks for the concern!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;:D&lt;/em&gt; I really will think it through, you know. I'll remember,&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; "When its time to let go, no matter how much you dont want to, you'll still have to let go. Its hard, but stilll have to try."&lt;/span&gt; Heh, thanks for trying to help &amp;amp; everything, i really understand what you're trying to do, but.. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm gonna be alright lovely. Thankyou.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(:D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WeiSeng &amp;amp; Weijie!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey you two. Stop emo-ing alright. Anyw thanks for every single thing that you've did/done/tried to do. I know you guys really wanto help too. Cheerup WeiSeng, You know i'm always here to listen to you too! WeiJie Ahhhhh, dont not tell me anything okay! I'm &lt;em&gt;EBT&lt;/em&gt;, you can tell me just about anything. (: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thanks a millionszxzxz to both of you, for being there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To anyone else who've cheered me up when you saw me cry/being sad.,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thanks alot.&lt;/span&gt; I think that's like the simplest i can give to you guys. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Realllllly dont worry about me anymore cuz i'm gonna be just fine.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love you guys to the max.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; to you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I...... actually had alot to say to you. But i just cant find the words anymore. I'm damn tired of this, i really have no more energy to keep this up. This seems like a game to you, apparently it seems like i'm one of the characters. I could just pull out of the game if i didn't love you this much but then again......, i still do. Nothing's gonna seem right without you, just like nothing was right this whole month. All i wanted to tell you yesterday was that i'll wait for you, i'll wait till after o's. &amp;amp; a whole lot of other things that could be &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; turning point for us. But you didn't even give me a chance to tell you anything at all.&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"Not in the right mood."&lt;/span&gt; Have you even been in the right mood ever since school reopened...? It seems as though i dont know you anymore. &amp;amp; to think i thought you were different, &amp;amp; that you were The One. I'm just so........ &lt;em&gt;disappointed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"Guys are always like this. When they cant have you they'll be very &lt;em&gt;heartbroken.&lt;/em&gt; But when they've got you, they treat you like &lt;em&gt;trash &lt;/em&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;em&gt; take you for granted&lt;/em&gt;. But when you're gone, Then they will realise what they've&lt;em&gt; lost&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Maybe when i'm gone, then maybe, you might suddenly realise that i actually still exist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still love you &amp;amp; thats why i'm holding on. But then again....., &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"When its time to let go, no matter how much you dont want to, you'll still have to let go."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I love you baby, always did &amp;amp; always will. But..................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;23rd 23rd 23rd 23rd 23rd 23rd 23rd 23rd 23rd 23rd 23rd 23rd/.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Seeemed like the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;perfect number.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Right now..........., i realised that maybe &lt;em&gt;it wont be.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;(Love can be like heaven. But when it goes wrong.. Things take a drastic turn &amp;amp; it'll hurt like it never did before.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37387153-693231987883555934?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/693231987883555934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=693231987883555934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/693231987883555934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/693231987883555934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/01/gonna-stay-strong.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SXqAlfc96HI/AAAAAAAAAZw/GXDvKevr2go/s72-c/23012009(003).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37387153.post-739561275338254843</id><published>2009-01-18T22:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T22:42:39.455+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hold on.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had the craziest outing with the &lt;strong&gt;BFF &lt;/strong&gt;on Saturday heee.(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like love her to the max. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wellllll talked the way through the whole thingy &amp;amp;............,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAHA i still love her as much.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its amazing how she's migrated to australia but we're still close.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Teeeheeeee k la Jolynn Tannn see you on Friday okay! Dont pangseh me hor! (:D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Peeeeeeeeeektures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SXM-OfTpTuI/AAAAAAAAAZI/oLxw9qh4AoU/s1600-h/17012009(019).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292642405733453538" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SXM-OfTpTuI/AAAAAAAAAZI/oLxw9qh4AoU/s320/17012009(019).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SXM-OE4fbmI/AAAAAAAAAZA/fWdPtYMCmz8/s1600-h/17012009(018).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292642398640238178" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SXM-OE4fbmI/AAAAAAAAAZA/fWdPtYMCmz8/s320/17012009(018).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SXM-OLTPAbI/AAAAAAAAAY4/1uKjSxFrGWg/s1600-h/17012009(009)-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292642400363020722" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SXM-OLTPAbI/AAAAAAAAAY4/1uKjSxFrGWg/s320/17012009(009)-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SXM-N8RzvcI/AAAAAAAAAYw/3uxkBm1b4Vg/s1600-h/17012009(014)-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292642396330507714" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SXM-N8RzvcI/AAAAAAAAAYw/3uxkBm1b4Vg/s320/17012009(014)-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SXM-O9KNZLI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/nPiPTEti-aQ/s1600-h/17012009(020).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292642413746939058" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SXM-O9KNZLI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/nPiPTEti-aQ/s320/17012009(020).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Crazy Woman With the crazy Australia phone, ha. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Crazy pictures another day, i'm damn tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NOOOB CTP BETTER COME EARLY TMR HOR HA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;The&lt;em&gt; BFF&lt;/em&gt; said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;"Gary said he's a nice guy, so he should be. Dont give up on him okay, be strong cuz i believe you'll end up happy."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I think so too baby, so i'm gonna keep holding on love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;(I never knew i could hurt this much.)&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/37387153-739561275338254843?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/739561275338254843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=739561275338254843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/739561275338254843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/739561275338254843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/01/had-craziest-outing-with-bff-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SXM-OfTpTuI/AAAAAAAAAZI/oLxw9qh4AoU/s72-c/17012009(019).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37387153.post-2075955767417024082</id><published>2009-01-13T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T22:16:58.189+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I love you.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(I resolve to....... keep myself strong.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anywwww hahaha i've got myself a new &lt;strong&gt;Crazy Talking Partner ! (CTP)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lolllll &lt;strong&gt;Raymond Lerrrrrrrr&lt;/strong&gt; thanks for your comical face! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Right i guess things are always like this, ups &amp;amp; downs blah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gotta just accept it, right...? (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Its a really grand thing that i'm alive."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So i'll just keep that thought in mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well off to do geog, bye.(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Even though our talk today didn't go well baby, &amp;amp; i fucking walked off in a huff, but i really love you.. &amp;amp; i'm believing that you still love me too. Although you didn't say anything at all, or even looked me in the eye once.. But i really really want to believe that we were meant to be. All the talk about never breaking up at all, i really believed it &amp;amp; i want it to all come true because i love you. I'm gonna keep doing everything to prove to you that we'll be the love of the century because i know that what we had together was &amp;amp; still is real. We went through so much before we got together &amp;amp; i dont believe that you can let it go so easily. Even if it means texting you without getting a reply for the longest of times, i'd still do it. You promised that we would last &amp;amp; i know we will. I just hope you'll start opening up to me, like you would to me as a bestfriend even when i'm still in the status of your girlfriend. I'm doing everything i can &amp;amp; i hope, i just hope it wont go up in smoke. I love you, always did &amp;amp; always will, &amp;amp; i'm not gonna give up on us just like this. We'll last, i know cuz we will cuz you're the only one i wanna be with. I love you/.&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/37387153-2075955767417024082?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/2075955767417024082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=2075955767417024082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/2075955767417024082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/2075955767417024082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-resolve-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-1837963472154635187</id><published>2009-01-11T15:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T16:01:26.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;First thing's first, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Belated Brithday to Maryann &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(10thJan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes went to Maryann's chalet, crazily played mahjong with Charles over there saying.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;"Eh eh pong pong! Wlao eh, you never see one ah!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHA when he's still talking to Samantha before that. (O:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Right tmr there's school, i'm gna be there at like normal time agn....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've been trying to do my homework but nothing's working,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cuz my mind keeps wandering off to somewhere it shouldn't.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Argh, like &lt;u&gt;what the hell.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, life's a bitch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Everyday i go through the same thing, thinking about the same stuffs, brooding over the same retarded things that i know i shouldn't even be thinking about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Crying becomes like a routine, (Whatthefuck)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Everythings like deja vu, (damnit)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I'm getting indecisive over matters &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(Of the heart)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, really shall not talk too much about it now..............&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Emaths graphs, here i come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Favourite song (all of a sudden.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hate this part, Pussycat dolls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"We're driving slow through the snow on 5th Avenue &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And right now radio's all that we can hear &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now we ain't talk since we left, it's so over do &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's cold outside but between us its worse than that&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The world slows down &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But my heart beats fast right now &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know this is the part &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where the end starts &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't take it any longer &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thought that we were stronger &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All we do is linger &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Slipping through my fingers &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't wanna try now &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All that's left is good-bye &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To find a way that I can tell you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hate this part right here &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hate this part right here &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just can't take your tear's &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hate this part right here &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everyday, 7 takes of the same old scene &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seems we're bound by the loss of the same routine &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gotta talk to you now before we go to sleep &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But will you sleep once I tell you whats hurting me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The world slows down &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But my heart beats fast right now &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know this is the part &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where the end starts &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't take it any longer &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thought that we were stronger &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All we do is linger &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Slipping through my fingers &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't wanna try now &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All that's left is good-bye &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To find a way that I can tell you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hate this part right here &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hate this part right here &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just can't take your tears &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hate this part right here &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know you'll ask me to hold on &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And carry on like nothing's wrong &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But there is no more time for lies &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause i see sunset in your eyes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't take it any longer &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thought that we were stronger &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All we do is linger &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Slipping through our fingers &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't wanna try now &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All that's left is good-bye &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To find a way that I can tell you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I gotta do it, I gotta do it, I gotta do it &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hate this part I gotta do it, I gotta do it, I gotta do it &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hate this part right here &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I just can't take these tears &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hate this part right here................&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I love you, but i dont know about you anymore.&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/37387153-1837963472154635187?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/1837963472154635187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=1837963472154635187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/1837963472154635187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/1837963472154635187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-things-first-happy-belated.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-2500384808516283579</id><published>2009-01-08T20:56:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T21:29:08.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;School's crazy for having &lt;em&gt;brain breaks&lt;/em&gt; &amp;amp; coming at 8 on Mondays, seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Rawr, i havent been in the best of moods lately like wtf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&amp;amp;its not even because i have like friggin' pms or smt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyw, dsa sec one's have came for their first choir practice,!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHA like everyone who wasn't new in Soprano's were like crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Esp me Ashley Kuo Xian &amp;amp; Serene the banana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm gonnnna focus my everything on studies now! &lt;strong&gt;:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Be a loser who needs a life who just goes home to mug everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cool huh. Nah i'm just kidding. But!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm gonna try &amp;amp; finish all my hmk on time! Keep myself busy &amp;amp; everything, its good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I suddenly love bus rides home alone &amp;amp; just being alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Maybe cuz it gives me more time to think about stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"When you love someone, &amp;amp;they break your heart. Dont give up on love, have faith restart just hold on."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;So why is it that i've restarted but i feel as if my heart's been broken a second time....?&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/37387153-2500384808516283579?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/2500384808516283579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=2500384808516283579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/2500384808516283579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/2500384808516283579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/01/schools-crazy-for-having-brain-breaks.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-2673519629967693706</id><published>2009-01-04T22:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T22:21:04.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Guess this is my first post for 2009...!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wellll i hope everything becomes &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;better&lt;/span&gt;, &amp;amp; i become more&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; hardworking overnight&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So i cant friggin' score for my o's. &amp;amp; i hope chinese o's results are gonna be nice to seee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(D:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well i've got nothing much more to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I shall go become a loser who needs to get a life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm gonna play with my pet in pet society.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;"I'll do my crying in the rain, bye."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Whenever i told Vendela that, i always said it as though it did'nt mean anything to me. But yesterday when i was actually considering about it........., i really did'nt want to let you go at all. I was in a twirl i never was in before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;"I'm just gonna keep holding on until the day i cant take it anymore."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37387153-2673519629967693706?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/2673519629967693706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=2673519629967693706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/2673519629967693706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/2673519629967693706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2009/01/guess-this-is-my-first-post-for-2009.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-2926155022051331145</id><published>2008-12-28T14:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T14:34:56.944+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fridayyyyyy was&lt;strong&gt; christmas party&lt;/strong&gt; at &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;boyfriend Rachel's&lt;/span&gt; housee! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHAHA i left pretty early but ya spent like the whole afternoon there playing murderer.....,O:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyw &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Boyfriend &amp;amp; Reis&lt;/span&gt; can become like &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;jiaobin face brothers&lt;/span&gt; alrd cuz they're gl face really very jiaobin LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I didnt take much pictures but ya........., it was quite fun la heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rachel boyf's house is like super biggggg! Grrr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; i stilll need &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ka-chings&lt;/span&gt; to buy presents for my lovelies! ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Arghh.(@$&amp;amp;*#%^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh well birthday picnic for Vendelaaaa at botanic gardens Tmrrrr yay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time to catch up w the lovelies so seee ya'll tmr tmr teehee.:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SVcceqqCGFI/AAAAAAAAAYo/RD-pgUrpwwo/s1600-h/26122008(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284724000914806866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SVcceqqCGFI/AAAAAAAAAYo/RD-pgUrpwwo/s320/26122008(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SVcceZAdtaI/AAAAAAAAAYg/Bai9ZmcE4vg/s1600-h/luvmaxxxxx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284723996177053090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SVcceZAdtaI/AAAAAAAAAYg/Bai9ZmcE4vg/s320/luvmaxxxxx.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; A little too not over you./&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/37387153-2926155022051331145?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/2926155022051331145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=2926155022051331145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/2926155022051331145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/2926155022051331145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2008/12/fridayyyyyy-was-christmas-party-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SVcceqqCGFI/AAAAAAAAAYo/RD-pgUrpwwo/s72-c/26122008(001).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37387153.post-6250393993957219050</id><published>2008-12-25T15:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T16:11:35.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Merrrrrrry &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Christmas!&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyw yesyes today's christmas although im not doing much but its still &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;c&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;r&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;m&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ohya Tuesday was third month &amp;amp; we went outtt! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But he was realllly tired so yeap went home at like 5 plusss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHAHA Picture of that day, (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SVM7YBxYNkI/AAAAAAAAAYY/f-vDFAJ3NuE/s1600-h/23122008(004)-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283632071814166082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SVM7YBxYNkI/AAAAAAAAAYY/f-vDFAJ3NuE/s320/23122008(004)-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm getting &lt;em&gt;very very very &lt;/em&gt;broke &amp;amp; i have so many presents to buy that i havent bought! &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;(zzz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Thats like so sian.&lt;br /&gt;I neeeeeeeed more&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; ka-chings&lt;/span&gt; grrrrrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH&amp;amp; YES I CHANGED MY BLOGSKIN HAHAHAHA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I FEEL SO FRIGGIN ACCOMPLISHED!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that was pretty lame but hahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty yes christmas party at Rach Tan Boyf's houseee.&lt;br /&gt;Tohwei &amp;amp; boyf's been asking me to go so yeah i'm gonna go there for awhile tmrrr!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. But i've got no present to bring there die. Loll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Should call BumDumb go get smt w me first......(?))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loll. Alrighty i'm out of things to say sooooooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;M&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;R&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;Y &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;H&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;I&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;T&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;S &lt;/span&gt;TO EVERYONE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Omg you're sucha flirt, he was right you're such a flirt. &amp; i friggin always thought you were nice. I wonder why i did. &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/37387153-6250393993957219050?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/6250393993957219050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=6250393993957219050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/6250393993957219050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/6250393993957219050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2008/12/merrrrrrry-christmas-d-anyw-yesyes.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SVM7YBxYNkI/AAAAAAAAAYY/f-vDFAJ3NuE/s72-c/23122008(004)-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37387153.post-5244581637010229382</id><published>2008-12-21T18:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T20:10:36.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Hellllllo i'm here again.&lt;br /&gt;Anyw yes yes let's talk about my week Lolll.&lt;br /&gt;Monday i went to&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Vendela's house&lt;/span&gt; to swimmmmmm....! &lt;strong&gt;:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh heh most of the pictures are with her so i'll post them some other dayyyy.&lt;br /&gt;Right now i'm just gonna post two hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;(Girlfriend let's do this more more more.:D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SU4dc0trDSI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Yxh4tIibEmk/s1600-h/15122008(006).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282191793975921954" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SU4dc0trDSI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Yxh4tIibEmk/s320/15122008(006).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SU4dc8tm1eI/AAAAAAAAAXo/KOiNHkAsZe8/s1600-h/15122008(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282191796123129314" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SU4dc8tm1eI/AAAAAAAAAXo/KOiNHkAsZe8/s320/15122008(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aha oh yes.....,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY TO VENDELAAAA!!!! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes hmm then Wednesday got Asaph to pei me go school.&lt;br /&gt;Aye supposed to do hmkkkk but we ended up slacking &amp;amp; talking HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;But yesyes was funnnn :D&lt;br /&gt;Then that afternoon met Toh Wei for lunch at parkway &amp;amp; talked too.:D&lt;br /&gt;Then met boyfriend &amp;amp; friends at the busstop &amp;amp; then took bus w Toh Wei.&lt;br /&gt;TeeHee, :D&lt;br /&gt;Alright that was about my week. Pretty boring but yeap.&lt;br /&gt;Ohyes, next Tuesday is 23rd again hahahaha.(:D)&lt;br /&gt;3rd month Heeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA anyw the rest of the pictures are some random ones......,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i bet if my boyfriend saw this he'll go............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"Aiyo you zilian-ing again. Hahaha."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well that's true, if someday you see my phoneeee... Its really alot HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SU4d5qtpweI/AAAAAAAAAYI/ykOLXgo9-wc/s1600-h/luvmaxxxxx+(3).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282192289507688930" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SU4d5qtpweI/AAAAAAAAAYI/ykOLXgo9-wc/s320/luvmaxxxxx+(3).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SU4d5udP1BI/AAAAAAAAAYA/lA0wWqp_t7M/s1600-h/19122008(003).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282192290512622610" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SU4d5udP1BI/AAAAAAAAAYA/lA0wWqp_t7M/s320/19122008(003).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHA did anyone actually thought i cut short hair Loooool.&lt;br /&gt;Well i wont cuz i love my long hair Hehhh.:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SU4dcvdiokI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Dlz9F-sbAG0/s1600-h/19122008(001)-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282191792566084162" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SU4dcvdiokI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Dlz9F-sbAG0/s320/19122008(001)-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SU4dcmbSMnI/AAAAAAAAAXY/3nCHt13hnP4/s1600-h/19122008(005)-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282191790140699250" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SU4dcmbSMnI/AAAAAAAAAXY/3nCHt13hnP4/s320/19122008(005)-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SU4dcT2K2pI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/n30uCtdThNs/s1600-h/18122008(004).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282191785153190546" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SU4dcT2K2pI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/n30uCtdThNs/s320/18122008(004).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SU4d5MTCLlI/AAAAAAAAAX4/1Pj12vc4Rf8/s1600-h/18122008(007).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282192281342979666" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SU4d5MTCLlI/AAAAAAAAAX4/1Pj12vc4Rf8/s320/18122008(007).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought candy canes were nice to eattttt! &lt;strong&gt;D:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're minty.&lt;strong&gt;):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwelllls. Yes i'm ending my post &amp;amp;......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;(Can someone help me decide if i should go on Friday HAHAHA.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Righty bye &amp;amp; school is reopening in &lt;strong&gt;12 &lt;/strong&gt;days time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Megawatt frowns.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37387153-5244581637010229382?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/5244581637010229382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=5244581637010229382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/5244581637010229382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/5244581637010229382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2008/12/hellllllo-im-here-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SU4dc0trDSI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Yxh4tIibEmk/s72-c/15122008(006).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37387153.post-5710278550231017369</id><published>2008-12-13T12:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T12:47:12.526+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='how long more.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys,! I'm really lazy to even blog my pictures during holiday already, so if you wanna see it you can probably catch it on Facebook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heh, outing w &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ven &amp;amp; Asaph&lt;/span&gt; to watch Bolt 3D, &lt;strong&gt;(ASAPH is such a SUAKU.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHA it was great, prolly write more about it another day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Hmm, Monday maybe.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alrighty, i've nothing much more to write.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So.........., catch up soon to everyone i havent catched up with haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bye see everyone soon.:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;(With things going on like this, how much longer can this last...,)&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/37387153-5710278550231017369?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/5710278550231017369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=5710278550231017369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/5710278550231017369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/5710278550231017369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2008/12/hey-guys-im-really-lazy-to-even-blog-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-662123626901155464</id><published>2008-12-07T13:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T13:11:41.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey im back! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyw, i've got too many pictures to post so i'll post it up another day! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Righty missed everyone, (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Take care see you guys sooon bye.!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;"An answer to change the world."&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/37387153-662123626901155464?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/662123626901155464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=662123626901155464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/662123626901155464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/662123626901155464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2008/12/hey-im-back-d-anyw-ive-got-too-many.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-7156800171275487936</id><published>2008-11-22T10:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T10:32:28.485+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Say goodbye'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Hellllo.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesyes i'm back with pictures HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Chalet ones are here, a bit cuz my hotmail is so screwed i cant open my messages.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Roar., &amp;amp; i'm lazy to go kope from Charmaine's blogg HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SSdrNJde4PI/AAAAAAAAAUI/Chc4yU0DIxM/s1600-h/18112008(010).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271299762482503922" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SSdrNJde4PI/AAAAAAAAAUI/Chc4yU0DIxM/s400/18112008(010).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHA he's the&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; love&lt;/span&gt;.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SSdq-Es_nEI/AAAAAAAAAUA/6ELyVVuUMbw/s1600-h/18112008(009).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271299503507348546" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SSdq-Es_nEI/AAAAAAAAAUA/6ELyVVuUMbw/s400/18112008(009).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SSdq95X1g_I/AAAAAAAAAT4/Bp7dQb1yDqE/s1600-h/18112008(006).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271299500465816562" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SSdq95X1g_I/AAAAAAAAAT4/Bp7dQb1yDqE/s400/18112008(006).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SSdq9WvVDZI/AAAAAAAAATw/4qhb-gP8HSs/s1600-h/18112008(005).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271299491169111442" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SSdq9WvVDZI/AAAAAAAAATw/4qhb-gP8HSs/s400/18112008(005).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SSdq9Q_vgFI/AAAAAAAAATo/-KNVrz4VJkM/s1600-h/18112008(004).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271299489627340882" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SSdq9Q_vgFI/AAAAAAAAATo/-KNVrz4VJkM/s400/18112008(004).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SSdq9G1llVI/AAAAAAAAATg/WRbVDXCxaHA/s1600-h/18112008(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271299486900393298" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SSdq9G1llVI/AAAAAAAAATg/WRbVDXCxaHA/s400/18112008(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Charmaine Teo, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;dearie!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA okayyy here is some random pictures on Comm lunch! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Heh heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SSdsPTfnQFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/Y6XaViVFWwo/s1600-h/19112008(004).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271300899047161938" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SSdsPTfnQFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/Y6XaViVFWwo/s400/19112008(004).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SSdsPfwJ3uI/AAAAAAAAAUY/fD9_hvfHz7o/s1600-h/19112008(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271300902337765090" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SSdsPfwJ3uI/AAAAAAAAAUY/fD9_hvfHz7o/s400/19112008(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SSdsOxF3EwI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/Mw16hdovOTU/s1600-h/19112008(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271300889812341506" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SSdsOxF3EwI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/Mw16hdovOTU/s400/19112008(002).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thennnn............., did i mention my sister &amp;amp; i loves camwhoring,,?:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SSdsPV4LoxI/AAAAAAAAAUo/0eTL7yZV8QE/s1600-h/16112008(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271300899687080722" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SSdsPV4LoxI/AAAAAAAAAUo/0eTL7yZV8QE/s400/16112008(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SSdsP0l0QFI/AAAAAAAAAUw/ontjX-znC6Y/s1600-h/16112008(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271300907931549778" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SSdsP0l0QFI/AAAAAAAAAUw/ontjX-znC6Y/s400/16112008(002).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SSdtY0o08pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/R5sqSb7B2cY/s1600-h/16112008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271302162074628754" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SSdtY0o08pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/R5sqSb7B2cY/s400/16112008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Did i not mention that, she can drive now too.O:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;HAHAHA cooooool right she's 19.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SSdtZfzSfNI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/UUUWkeaYllU/s1600-h/15112008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271302173661232338" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SSdtZfzSfNI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/UUUWkeaYllU/s400/15112008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SSdtZOzxaJI/AAAAAAAAAVI/T5335WZ8LRY/s1600-h/15112008(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271302169099856018" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SSdtZOzxaJI/AAAAAAAAAVI/T5335WZ8LRY/s400/15112008(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SSdtYqECSFI/AAAAAAAAAU4/uXb7w6mFGnc/s1600-h/15112008(003).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271302159235958866" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SSdtYqECSFI/AAAAAAAAAU4/uXb7w6mFGnc/s400/15112008(003).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh kay, stop here for now.(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm leaving for&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; Paris&lt;/span&gt; tonight, &lt;em&gt;11.55pm.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll miss everyone especially my bestest(s) &amp;amp; my boyfriend.):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll be back soooooon! :D &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(byebyebye):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love you guys to the maximum.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"I loveeeeee my boyfriend. He's the lovee.(:"&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/37387153-7156800171275487936?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/7156800171275487936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=7156800171275487936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/7156800171275487936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/7156800171275487936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SSdrNJde4PI/AAAAAAAAAUI/Chc4yU0DIxM/s72-c/18112008(010).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37387153.post-5048048718770611045</id><published>2008-11-16T15:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T15:33:34.205+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concertttt.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Yay finally got the pictures! HAHA but not the one with bestest!&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Rightyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Choir concert was theeeeee bomb HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Loved it to the maxxx&lt;strong&gt;.(:D)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh had dinner with boyfriend on choir concert dayyyy cuz he came ha.&lt;br /&gt;Then Thanks to gor ZheRui for coming too!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA the presentttt is niceeee.:D&lt;br /&gt;I'm going on holiday next Saturday its likeeee sooo fastttt.D:&lt;br /&gt;Sorrry &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;boyf!&lt;/span&gt; Misssssss the second month, &amp;amp;sorrry &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;girlf(ASHLEY!)&lt;/span&gt; i miss your birthday too.&lt;br /&gt;Then sorry to &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;boyf&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;(again)&lt;/em&gt; I'll miss your birthday too.&lt;strong&gt;D:D:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right off to do a sense of belonginggggggggggg.(Online discussion)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YAY&amp;amp; Group one's storyboard rocks to the maxxx cuz its nice.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SR_J-B__NkI/AAAAAAAAATQ/VwTeAeb7-F4/s1600-h/CIMG3326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269152156572661314" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SR_J-B__NkI/AAAAAAAAATQ/VwTeAeb7-F4/s400/CIMG3326.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SR_J1Xipi5I/AAAAAAAAATI/QxkOFIBMhLA/s1600-h/CIMG3355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269152007736363922" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SR_J1Xipi5I/AAAAAAAAATI/QxkOFIBMhLA/s400/CIMG3355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SR_J1c2R0lI/AAAAAAAAATA/JZcPDkaPnPY/s1600-h/CIMG3356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269152009160872530" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SR_J1c2R0lI/AAAAAAAAATA/JZcPDkaPnPY/s400/CIMG3356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SR_J1ET0yII/AAAAAAAAAS4/CC85W2g3iAA/s1600-h/CIMG3356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269152002573912194" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SR_J1ET0yII/AAAAAAAAAS4/CC85W2g3iAA/s400/CIMG3356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SR_J-MLo1WI/AAAAAAAAATY/pMS74Ky3uS0/s1600-h/Ruirui(245).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269152159305880930" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SR_J-MLo1WI/AAAAAAAAATY/pMS74Ky3uS0/s400/Ruirui(245).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZheRui.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SR_J1LMiDtI/AAAAAAAAASw/XiPAbBMuOp4/s1600-h/DSC_8225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269152004422373074" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SR_J1LMiDtI/AAAAAAAAASw/XiPAbBMuOp4/s400/DSC_8225.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SR_J08b9DvI/AAAAAAAAASo/5sfXDajiBlE/s1600-h/DSC_8228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269152000460525298" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SR_J08b9DvI/AAAAAAAAASo/5sfXDajiBlE/s400/DSC_8228.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SR_JfCjrhZI/AAAAAAAAASg/BFx0qST43iQ/s1600-h/DSC_8281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269151624146421138" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SR_JfCjrhZI/AAAAAAAAASg/BFx0qST43iQ/s400/DSC_8281.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269151627741706242" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SR_JfP83OAI/AAAAAAAAASY/DhgKkplUhUo/s400/DSC_8287.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SR_JfISQciI/AAAAAAAAASQ/iVqoWVd5z_E/s1600-h/DSC_8351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269151625683956258" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SR_JfISQciI/AAAAAAAAASQ/iVqoWVd5z_E/s400/DSC_8351.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SR_Je_t7eTI/AAAAAAAAASI/zcBvTxzs3Is/s1600-h/Sopswuv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269151623384103218" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SR_Je_t7eTI/AAAAAAAAASI/zcBvTxzs3Is/s400/Sopswuv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SR_Jey33y9I/AAAAAAAAASA/FWLztSLUHsM/s1600-h/Juniorsluv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269151619936144338" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 308px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SR_Jey33y9I/AAAAAAAAASA/FWLztSLUHsM/s400/Juniorsluv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Maybe we're friends, maybe we more. Maybe its just my imagination."&lt;br /&gt;Lovee you dearr.:D&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/37387153-5048048718770611045?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/5048048718770611045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=5048048718770611045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/5048048718770611045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/5048048718770611045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2008/11/yay-finally-got-pictures-haha-but-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SR_J-B__NkI/AAAAAAAAATQ/VwTeAeb7-F4/s72-c/CIMG3326.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37387153.post-8547726915523325480</id><published>2008-11-06T22:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T22:29:16.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Hello world my com is finally back!&lt;br /&gt;YAY. After like &lt;strong&gt;threee friggin' long weeeeks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Righty O's is over i'm damn happy. It was&lt;strong&gt;.....&lt;/strong&gt; okay! :D&lt;br /&gt;Then hmm. Bonding today with &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Maryann Vendela &amp;amp; Lowell.&lt;/span&gt; HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Its was funny, :D&lt;br /&gt;Okay i'm in a rush, details during the weeeeekends! &lt;strong&gt;(:D)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I loveeeee my b.friend.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37387153-8547726915523325480?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/8547726915523325480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=8547726915523325480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/8547726915523325480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/8547726915523325480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2008/11/hello-world-my-com-is-finally-back-yay.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-8185174014034294511</id><published>2008-10-31T21:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T22:07:29.287+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Could i have been wrong.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Was i even wrong in the first place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello world.&lt;strong&gt; HAHA.&lt;/strong&gt; Okay i'm finally back on laptop, &lt;strong&gt;:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My com is stillllll at the damn repair shop, Courts is friggin' slow.&lt;em&gt; (Omtian./)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes, laggged for sucha long time i'm damn lazy to update.!&lt;br /&gt;PhotoFunia HAHA its damn cute.(LOL!)&lt;br /&gt;Anw i was really bored like last week or smt HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SQsNEAog9SI/AAAAAAAAAR4/qF3tl_mC3lA/s1600-h/PGpHGpg3oa-HOQwrjjUzSA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263314952053126434" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 321px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SQsNEAog9SI/AAAAAAAAAR4/qF3tl_mC3lA/s400/PGpHGpg3oa-HOQwrjjUzSA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhkayyyyyy. I have no idea what to say!&lt;br /&gt;Cuz i dont have pictures here on the lappy!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA okay pictures up when i get my computer back &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(Which is i-dont-knw-when)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extension week wasnt as bad as i thought it would be,&lt;br /&gt;Its not as nice as i thought too.&lt;br /&gt;I had fun throughout the week haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I dont think i wanna go thru the details.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;High School Musical 3 was the bomb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm still very, mesmerized by Zac Efron. Ah, he's the lovee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(Can you friggin' believe it my sister slept, during the movie leyyy.!!!!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA right not much to say already.! D:&lt;br /&gt;I'm freaking broke manz, i owe Asaphhhh 23 bucks omg.&lt;br /&gt;Installments la okay,&lt;strong&gt; :D :D :D :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay going off already i wanna watch ghost whisperer!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;"Its like we're getting further &amp;amp; further as each day goes by, my dear."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(I hate to even wonder what the hell happened on Thursday night. Fuck it.)&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/37387153-8185174014034294511?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/8185174014034294511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=8185174014034294511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/8185174014034294511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/8185174014034294511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2008/10/was-i-even-wrong-in-first-place.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SQsNEAog9SI/AAAAAAAAAR4/qF3tl_mC3lA/s72-c/PGpHGpg3oa-HOQwrjjUzSA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37387153.post-4602588222893970538</id><published>2008-10-18T14:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T15:00:47.889+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='First.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;My com is officially dead hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna say early edition thigs here cuz i wont get to use com for the whole of next week too cuz my sister brings back the laptop only on weekends. ):&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Righty, Early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Happy first month heh, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(231008)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; im sure, many more to come yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh High school musical3 is coming out soon i'm gonnna go watch it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(Zac Efron is still the heart-throb man.:D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a rush, so bye.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SPmIfocHL_I/AAAAAAAAARo/O3aHU8kHU7M/s1600-h/107206205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258384116944416754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SPmIfocHL_I/AAAAAAAAARo/O3aHU8kHU7M/s320/107206205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SPmIf7jezTI/AAAAAAAAARw/G0U7Rd5F6jE/s1600-h/769233891.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258384122075598130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SPmIf7jezTI/AAAAAAAAARw/G0U7Rd5F6jE/s320/769233891.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEH HEH i love you dearrrrrr.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37387153-4602588222893970538?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/4602588222893970538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=4602588222893970538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/4602588222893970538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/4602588222893970538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-com-is-officially-dead-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SPmIfocHL_I/AAAAAAAAARo/O3aHU8kHU7M/s72-c/107206205.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37387153.post-4283259528422605659</id><published>2008-10-12T14:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T14:37:05.876+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy 20th day HAHAHA.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Hello world i'm finally back HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;But my com's gna send to repair soo. Hmm wont be updating anytime soon.:D&lt;br /&gt;Right the first thing i ever wanna update here is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ILOSTMY&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;WALLET&lt;/span&gt;ROAR.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm damn sad please. All my stuffs inside roars!&lt;br /&gt;But oh well. I was like some crazy fella over at Bugis. &lt;strong&gt;O:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So&lt;strong&gt;................................&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Joanna WeiSeng &amp;amp; Lowell.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope i dint spoil the study date HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Exams are over, Sec4's are graduating on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Its gonna be my turn sooooooon. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Okay good luck to all the Sec 4's that i knw for your O levels.:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a Choir concert coming up &lt;strong&gt;(OHMYGOD.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tonnes of choir practises coming up its gonna take up all my time.&lt;br /&gt;Plus my holiday at the end of the year, 23 Nov to 3 Dec&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I'll miss my second month &amp;amp;his birthday sorry! D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sec 4's coming &amp;amp; its&lt;strong&gt;.............&lt;/strong&gt; damn sad.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA dont ask me why laaaa cuz i also dontknw. O:&lt;br /&gt;Okay random picture with the Girlfriend who's with my Bestest HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SPGV8UjQ4CI/AAAAAAAAARQ/ZZXtQwtCC34/s1600-h/1_644322289l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256147103659384866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SPGV8UjQ4CI/AAAAAAAAARQ/ZZXtQwtCC34/s400/1_644322289l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yay i love you Maryann Chua.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;"Its like catching lightning, the chances of finding someone like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Its one in a million the chances of feeling the way we do."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHA keep this strong i love you.:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37387153-4283259528422605659?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/4283259528422605659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=4283259528422605659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/4283259528422605659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/4283259528422605659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2008/10/hello-world-im-finally-back-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SPGV8UjQ4CI/AAAAAAAAARQ/ZZXtQwtCC34/s72-c/1_644322289l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37387153.post-6625483015337281919</id><published>2008-09-20T11:54:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T12:01:56.763+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='She fell in love.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This girl is officially on &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HIATUS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;She loves the number &lt;strong&gt;23.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;HAHAHA Okay i love you dear bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;After everything we're back together we'll make this last i love you.&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/37387153-6625483015337281919?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/6625483015337281919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=6625483015337281919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/6625483015337281919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/6625483015337281919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-girls-officially-on-hiatus.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-5550993687230314939</id><published>2008-09-13T16:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T16:49:44.349+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keep believing.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Hello world.:D&lt;br /&gt;Yes okay actually i'm not that&lt;strong&gt;..........................&lt;/strong&gt; Emo anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Heh dont worry HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;In fact. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YAY &lt;/span&gt;i wanto say a&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; BIGGGGGGGGGG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;thankyou&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;EBO&lt;/strong&gt;.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Heh, for the long hours at the grand audi till 7 plus that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&amp;amp; psycho ing me. HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;But yeah i was a happy girl yesterday Yes i was.&lt;strong&gt;:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heeeeee. BUT its a secret &amp;amp; i'm not telling anyone else anymore.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. yay i just hope everything turns okay fine.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;"Grinning grinning, she's falling in love again. (:D)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mooncake festival yesterday,! It was fun except that choir was&lt;strong&gt;.......&lt;/strong&gt; HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;But yeah after that hung out w peeps for awhile then went home to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SMt5Rduh8mI/AAAAAAAAAQo/oNpTo5yQvzw/s1600-h/12092008(010).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245419531947602530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SMt5Rduh8mI/AAAAAAAAAQo/oNpTo5yQvzw/s320/12092008(010).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SMt1MZKkIQI/AAAAAAAAAQg/x-Q4euQjyps/s1600-h/12092008(006).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245415046777151746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SMt1MZKkIQI/AAAAAAAAAQg/x-Q4euQjyps/s320/12092008(006).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh then this morning wento school for Chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;Yay i like totally understand better, &lt;em&gt;(my spirits are up too)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taught&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; WeiSeng&lt;/span&gt; the verse for tong hua today, he really learns fast.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; plus he's freaking &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sweet&lt;/span&gt; tooo la HOR. (:&lt;br /&gt;Yeap then walked out alone from front gate&lt;strong&gt; (O:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then walked past soccer court &amp;amp; saw the IT guys &amp;amp; WeiJie playing soccer.&lt;br /&gt;Then wento meet up with mumsy &amp;amp; sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm home right now, (Duh)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; yay i'm still feeling happy for doing what i did yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;(It friggin' took me so much courage la can.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yay i never regret what i did yesterday, or what i felt before.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. Yay, &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(I miss you hahaha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;"Keep the love strong, cuz i dont fancy breakups luv."&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/37387153-5550993687230314939?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/5550993687230314939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=5550993687230314939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/5550993687230314939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/5550993687230314939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2008/09/hello-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SMt5Rduh8mI/AAAAAAAAAQo/oNpTo5yQvzw/s72-c/12092008(010).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37387153.post-3291397253020870700</id><published>2008-09-09T22:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T22:29:19.500+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m screwing up.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I should have cherished when you were mine for keeps&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;Stop wishing you could turn back time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop hoping he still loves you.&lt;br /&gt;Stop blaming everything on yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Stop comparing every other guy to him.&lt;br /&gt;Stop wasting your time on this.&lt;br /&gt;Stop. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;falling in love with him at the wrong time (now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop.&lt;br /&gt;Stop.&lt;br /&gt;Stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He's happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(&amp;amp;Thats all i want for him.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Cried 3 times in two days. My feelings are screwing me up. EOY's is in 13 days. I'm friggin' screwed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37387153-3291397253020870700?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/3291397253020870700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=3291397253020870700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/3291397253020870700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/3291397253020870700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-should-have-cherished-when-you-were.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-7756605620288524176</id><published>2008-09-06T12:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T12:57:37.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I've Gotta Stay Strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello! HEE.&lt;br /&gt;K i've not been blogging for the weekdays.:D&lt;br /&gt;Holidays are gonna be over,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; CAMP ROCK's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Tmr!(:&lt;br /&gt;Right, Monday was fun.&lt;br /&gt;After physics lesson was outing w&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Sally YingHui Charmaine &amp;amp; WeiJie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study outing became a lost busride adventure to half-an-hour-bowling.:D&lt;br /&gt;YAY the emo brats got mo qi one okays.:D&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. &amp;amp; YingHui owned us cuz&lt;strong&gt;......... &lt;/strong&gt;she keep cheating! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SMILDeGr9aI/AAAAAAAAAQY/Na0ojEQpWZQ/s1600-h/01092008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242765070461302178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SMILDeGr9aI/AAAAAAAAAQY/Na0ojEQpWZQ/s320/01092008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THE EB's!  ت&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Right the rest of the days were alright, nothing much to say hee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh Asaph's got an iPhone i'm frigging jealous (0:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Argh school's reopening i hope&lt;strong&gt;.................... &lt;/strong&gt;Things will change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;(Letters letters.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh &amp;amp;. i'll be on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Haitus&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;soon/now. Needa study for the friggin' EOY's already! D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;"&amp;amp; i cant believe you left without a goodbye.(Literally.)"&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/37387153-7756605620288524176?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/7756605620288524176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=7756605620288524176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/7756605620288524176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/7756605620288524176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2008/09/ive-gotta-stay-strong.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SMILDeGr9aI/AAAAAAAAAQY/Na0ojEQpWZQ/s72-c/01092008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37387153.post-6193928924091746736</id><published>2008-08-30T14:59:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T15:37:36.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Pictures say mostly, about everythings thats happening ha!&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;strong&gt; CIP&lt;/strong&gt; on Wed ha was the loveeeee.&lt;br /&gt;Zuxiang was irritating though but thanks to ZeGuang JoLin &amp;amp; ZuXiang!&lt;br /&gt;Heh they accompanied me cuz my ah ma cant walk on any further at terminal 3 HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;K im rushing for time here.D:&lt;br /&gt;Alright uhm. Ytd was teachers day, went out w Vendela later on.&lt;br /&gt;Oh &amp;amp; Met Mei Xin then walked awhile then went home oh.(O:)&lt;br /&gt;Okay today went to cut my hair, there's not any difference HA cuz i asked the lady to keep my length yo.&lt;br /&gt;okay okay i have nothing much to say alr, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SLj1bjkOMII/AAAAAAAAAQI/VbtAfrKPkd4/s1600-h/29082008(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240208020198011010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SLj1bjkOMII/AAAAAAAAAQI/VbtAfrKPkd4/s320/29082008(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SLj1S_ZljbI/AAAAAAAAAQA/jhSNDOE4Wy0/s1600-h/29082008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240207873050774962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SLj1S_ZljbI/AAAAAAAAAQA/jhSNDOE4Wy0/s320/29082008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SLj0B_745RI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S048t65D1OE/s1600-h/DSC01874.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240206481625244946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SLj0B_745RI/AAAAAAAAAP4/S048t65D1OE/s320/DSC01874.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SLjzUp3QejI/AAAAAAAAAPo/SNHwv9NvccA/s1600-h/DSC00952.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240205702606125618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SLjzUp3QejI/AAAAAAAAAPo/SNHwv9NvccA/s320/DSC00952.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SLjzxflGZ7I/AAAAAAAAAPw/PxiRzR_NSog/s1600-h/DSC00956.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240206198061819826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SLjzxflGZ7I/AAAAAAAAAPw/PxiRzR_NSog/s320/DSC00956.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SLjyjxrQXOI/AAAAAAAAAPY/9EEAY7JHcEs/s1600-h/DSC00946.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240204862889680098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SLjyjxrQXOI/AAAAAAAAAPY/9EEAY7JHcEs/s320/DSC00946.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SLjy1rJIHKI/AAAAAAAAAPg/fWojevQYJzU/s1600-h/DSC00958.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240205170373565602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SLjy1rJIHKI/AAAAAAAAAPg/fWojevQYJzU/s320/DSC00958.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SLjxvd26IOI/AAAAAAAAAPI/ill-2ET_-is/s1600-h/ST831134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240203964216647906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SLjxvd26IOI/AAAAAAAAAPI/ill-2ET_-is/s320/ST831134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SLjyHw5U3WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/9vNw6eVG4UA/s1600-h/ST831173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240204381643922786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SLjyHw5U3WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/9vNw6eVG4UA/s320/ST831173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SLjxJ9V5-oI/AAAAAAAAAPA/ZYsiyGmEUb8/s1600-h/ST831183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240203319833131650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SLjxJ9V5-oI/AAAAAAAAAPA/ZYsiyGmEUb8/s320/ST831183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SLjxEdsxs0I/AAAAAAAAAO4/5lC2NzQ1COg/s1600-h/ST831184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240203225439777602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SLjxEdsxs0I/AAAAAAAAAO4/5lC2NzQ1COg/s320/ST831184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I've really lost faith. All the faith that someone asked me to put in. I've come to a point where i've cared till the feeling is numb &amp;amp; i cant be bothered to care anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I guess i finally knw what you felt during the beginning of the year, (&amp;amp;maybe now.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;All i can say is i'm sorry, i knw i've said this like a zillion times to you, but i'm really sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sorry, i cant take this anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37387153-6193928924091746736?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/6193928924091746736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=6193928924091746736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/6193928924091746736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/6193928924091746736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2008/08/pictures-say-mostly-about-everythings.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SLj1bjkOMII/AAAAAAAAAQI/VbtAfrKPkd4/s72-c/29082008(001).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37387153.post-6999481525786692996</id><published>2008-08-25T22:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T22:44:16.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"Forgetting someone is like rmbing someone you never knew."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hee. Birthday was a lil screwed &lt;strong&gt;(O:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But had fun w family toooo.&lt;br /&gt;WeiSeng you all owe me a date HAHA i don't care.:D&lt;br /&gt;Okay i have a-lot of pictures up another day okay hee.:D&lt;br /&gt;Kay here's &lt;strong&gt;Thankyou&lt;/strong&gt; to everyone who wished me happy birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry Chua. Vendela. Maryann. Charmaine. Aslyn. CherylC. Lowell. WeiJie. Jordan. Qi Yong. Raymond. Sharon. Colin. Jolene. Ashley. Rachel. Zhe Rui. JinYuan. YingHui. Toh Wei. WeiSeng. RachelT. Mei Xuan. Caleb. Charles. Ms Chai. MingEn. Hannah. Yeh Ching. JiaHong. Jason. Asaph. Reis. Joanna. Bao Yi. HuiChuen. ShiYong. Ding Jie. Chrystal. DongYing. Clara. BrandonT. Eeron. Shu Bin. ZeGuang. SherylLee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If i forgot your name, i'm sorry! But thanks to Everyone love you all to bits!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes i'm gonna sleep now, Yawns.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese test tmr is gonna be so screwed i lost my xia ke ):&lt;br /&gt;(Cheers for me, Hoho.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Trust me, i'll never forget anything we did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(The hug, the bus rides, the times in school. Thanks for every single thing.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I H A T E L I A R S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;I'm sorry for everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37387153-6999481525786692996?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/6999481525786692996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=6999481525786692996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/6999481525786692996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/6999481525786692996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2008/08/forgetting-someone-is-like-remembering.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-5549737444565141765</id><published>2008-08-22T21:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T22:06:57.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda feeling like&lt;strong&gt; D:&lt;/strong&gt; now, i know i should be happy.&lt;br /&gt;2 hours left to my birthday,&lt;em&gt; i'm happy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; ( I just keep deceiving myself.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But i lost a very nice friend in just a few days, I've got a feeling its&lt;em&gt; gone for good.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hate this feeling.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanto cry, but i &lt;em&gt;wont.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I swear a wont drop a tear for any guy again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I swear.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37387153-5549737444565141765?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/5549737444565141765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=5549737444565141765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/5549737444565141765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/5549737444565141765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-kinda-feeling-like-now-i-know-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-6169438106534956907</id><published>2008-08-18T21:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T22:06:57.469+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i laugh.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was pretty much screwed f.ucking badly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Still is screwed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No, i'm not thinking already. I just don't wanto smile&lt;em&gt; anymore&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;My smile is tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;(But no, things can only get better.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"It'll all get better in time."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Somehow, i don't think i believe in words that used to put smiles to my face already/.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Given up hope on&lt;em&gt; pretty&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;much&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;almost&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;everything.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I H a t e Y o u, F a t e.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37387153-6169438106534956907?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/6169438106534956907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=6169438106534956907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/6169438106534956907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/6169438106534956907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2008/08/today-was-pretty-much-screwed-f.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-2624867591622097477</id><published>2008-08-16T11:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T12:04:07.099+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reality check'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty much messed up a lil these days.&lt;strong&gt;):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha anw thanks for the letter&lt;strong&gt; EBO&lt;/strong&gt;, really helped alot.! &lt;strong&gt;:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what to post, i'm&lt;strong&gt;........&lt;/strong&gt; Lost for words ha ha/&lt;br /&gt;Aye our class lost for Netball match yesterday, ):&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Boohoo, roars.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was just by one point oh &lt;strong&gt;manzxzxz.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yeszxzxz did i mention &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ZuXiang&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; screwed my sectionals up on Wednesday&lt;strong&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;HA now my&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;whole soprano section&lt;/strong&gt; thinks i'm &lt;em&gt;ai-mei-ing w my bestf-.-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA but&lt;strong&gt; bestf's&lt;/strong&gt; correct, we dont have anything to hide you guys are allllll &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Childish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent been in the best of moooods every since the grinning day ha.&lt;br /&gt;But yeah happy thoughts does matter, &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(Like &lt;strong&gt;EBO &lt;/strong&gt;says)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i'll make a point to think of happy things ha.&lt;br /&gt;Concert w choir cliqueeeee tmr tmr tmr. What time are we meeting&lt;strong&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Cant wait, i think it'll brighten my day up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Next Thursday next Thursday. I'll get the lunch someone owes me ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We'll gay together, HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to study for Physics &amp;amp; Chemistry test i think i'm gonna fail Chem like big F.&lt;br /&gt;All thanks t &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Mr.Pear&lt;/span&gt; but yes i'll still make an effort to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:01%;"&gt;&amp;amp;We'll leave it all to fate you say, although we both know fate likes to play. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:01%;"&gt;I miss you i really do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can you hear reality screaming all around you&lt;strong&gt;.........&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(I do.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(&amp;amp;you'd ask me what i'm late for, i'd tell you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm late for reality.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;(Time to take a reality check. Cuz i knw i keep runnning away from it,)&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/37387153-2624867591622097477?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/2624867591622097477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=2624867591622097477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/2624867591622097477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/2624867591622097477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-pretty-much-messed-up-lil-these-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-7717917288289575566</id><published>2008-08-12T22:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T22:17:57.124+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grinningggg.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;I am secretly very happy today. &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;(I'm feeling evil about this.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i guess only&lt;strong&gt; Vendela&lt;/strong&gt; knows why. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(Grins.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I thought today would be a &lt;strong&gt;):&lt;/strong&gt; day but it all turned out &lt;strong&gt;:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. I'll talk to&lt;strong&gt; EBO&lt;/strong&gt; about it, &lt;em&gt;maybe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;( This is evil, very very evil. I feel bad.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I am still very happy up till now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAHAHA i cant stop grinning.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SKGZyqUa1NI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/C1yHakRV2yA/s1600-h/30032008(001)-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233633337613669586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SKGZyqUa1NI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/C1yHakRV2yA/s320/30032008(001)-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;If you were talking about me..............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Maybe, you thought you've missed it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Maybe, in real life, you actually havent missed me at all.(Not now, not later.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Maybe, I'm really still here.&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/37387153-7717917288289575566?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/7717917288289575566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=7717917288289575566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/7717917288289575566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/7717917288289575566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-am-secretly-very-happy-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SKGZyqUa1NI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/C1yHakRV2yA/s72-c/30032008(001)-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37387153.post-6727121688405816440</id><published>2008-08-09T10:42:00.022+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T11:28:48.562+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HAHA outing outing.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;K K i'm outta time, SUMMARY SUMMARY.;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Heh, ytd was &lt;strong&gt;Xcountry&lt;/strong&gt; HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was fun, 3Harmony stood out cuz we were wearing &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;BROWN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not much of a national colour, but yeah i knw everyone had funnnnn.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Ah well after that was supposedly a class outing which ended up having &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;me, Char, JieMing, &amp;amp;Bestf&lt;/span&gt; off to the Lagoon to have our lunch. &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(Cuz no one walked to the lagoooon.D:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ah then Sally they all came, (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Chris gave us a ride, &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;(which we thought was to Plaza Sing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But he dropped us off at A bus stop instead, &lt;strong&gt;):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Char tried t take a snapshot of me &amp;amp; Bestf cuz he was sitting beside me in Chris's car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lol, i was like why must secretly take. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HAHA then i took the first photo w Bestf! :D ( Guang Ming Zheng Da Okay.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HAHA then the guys were so tired they slept on the bus while me &amp;amp; char were talking HA&lt;strong&gt;.:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ah then waited for the guys so long at some booth then met Florence thy all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;HA i felt damn bad la cuz the guys didnt follow them. Paiseh really...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But i hoped they had fun w us too, HEE.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wandered around like super aimlessly, Then the legs were super tired la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stop at so many shops, I'm super amused by small pretty things.:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;They thought im going kee siao already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAHA then my attration to pretty boxes too.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Then Char &amp;amp; JieMing also can link this to what birthday present Bestf's gonna give me-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Slacked Like the whole time, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Wait Bestf said its Chilling O:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then after that suggested gg to the MRT staircase to chill out first before gg home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Right. Damn paiseh HAHA thanks ah Charmaine &amp;amp; JieMing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;LOL but its okay me &amp;amp; Bestf are guang ming zheng da! HAHA. Jisiao all you want lorrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Took photos too Lol, the guys never once looked at the camera when i wanted to take the four of us.&lt;strong&gt; ZZZZZ.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well super alot of fun, HAHA let's do it someday again.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SJ0IHw0KxsI/AAAAAAAAANo/v6MMbDfRr7E/s1600-h/Image026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232347271530202818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SJ0IHw0KxsI/AAAAAAAAANo/v6MMbDfRr7E/s320/Image026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232347048289599314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SJ0H6xLdf1I/AAAAAAAAANY/yaNle3Uq5Q0/s320/Image029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SJ0G-CJWN6I/AAAAAAAAAMo/e2U-5JxGB6w/s1600-h/D+ka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232346004872116130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SJ0G-CJWN6I/AAAAAAAAAMo/e2U-5JxGB6w/s320/D+ka.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232345232687972642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SJ0GRFiTQSI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/vDspyPXv4uI/s320/DSC02157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel.Tan boyf! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SJ0GExOBofI/AAAAAAAAAMI/MYJWSA2CooI/s1600-h/DSC02158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232345021075792370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SJ0GExOBofI/AAAAAAAAAMI/MYJWSA2CooI/s320/DSC02158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hamonry girls,!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SJ0FnRFMANI/AAAAAAAAAMA/bEpS3Lm0TDA/s1600-h/DSC02165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232344514232582354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SJ0FnRFMANI/AAAAAAAAAMA/bEpS3Lm0TDA/s320/DSC02165.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SJ0EtHFeZCI/AAAAAAAAAL4/U2raQzt41hY/s1600-h/Image030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232343515117020194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SJ0EtHFeZCI/AAAAAAAAAL4/U2raQzt41hY/s320/Image030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SJ0EUIBrQUI/AAAAAAAAALw/CXpkV7eKWhk/s1600-h/DSC02167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232343085872791874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SJ0EUIBrQUI/AAAAAAAAALw/CXpkV7eKWhk/s320/DSC02167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232347830411915506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SJ0IoSz88PI/AAAAAAAAAN4/E2opQ6TsnlQ/s320/DSC01961.jpg" border="0" /&gt;HAHA JieMing JieMing/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232345635005419330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SJ0GogSQT0I/AAAAAAAAAMg/VnuOqliVmPs/s320/D+sooooo..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ha four of us.!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232347958845136882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SJ0IvxQ0X_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/jgRA-suJsOI/s320/D+s8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232346487608400050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SJ0HaIepWLI/AAAAAAAAAM4/GRDGJxdWwfY/s320/Dla.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232346220127401714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SJ0HKkCNNvI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Kd0NVLy4x7c/s320/D+s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232348241180383570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SJ0JANCyWVI/AAAAAAAAAOI/62PmFA8NBcA/s320/DSC01943-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Picture of the day : "Bestf &amp;amp; me.! :D"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37387153-6727121688405816440?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/6727121688405816440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=6727121688405816440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/6727121688405816440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/6727121688405816440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2008/08/hello-d-k-k-im-outta-time-summary.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SJ0IHw0KxsI/AAAAAAAAANo/v6MMbDfRr7E/s72-c/Image026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37387153.post-6380493870101576428</id><published>2008-08-07T21:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T21:48:54.783+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleepy.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I would love to have you ard again.&lt;br /&gt;Hello peeps aha.:D&lt;br /&gt;Ohkay here's gonna beeeee updates for the weeek.! :D&lt;br /&gt;(Short one short one.)&lt;br /&gt;Monday was nothing much, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Bestf took bus w me back to Toa Payoh hee, had lunch tooo.:D&lt;br /&gt;Oh then he sent me up t tuition, &amp;amp; my teacher's niece, Dawn was like.&lt;br /&gt;Who's that&lt;strong&gt;....&lt;/strong&gt;?(In front of best.f)&lt;br /&gt;HA i pointed to Best.f &amp;amp; said. &lt;em&gt;Classmate la.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is&lt;em&gt; seriously Trueeeeeeeeeeee(!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yes oh well thankyou hee.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday's got nothing much too, choir blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday(TODAY!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Screwed my geog test ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Piano Exam was alright i was so nervous in the morning HA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;IF&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i pass the piano &amp;amp; fail my Geog, its so worth it.&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; (Grins.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Walked out with &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Weiseng Toh Wei Reis Vendela Noelle ShiQin Celestine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went home. &amp;amp; i'm friggin' tired now &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;(Yawns.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to sleep, bye/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:01%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I fucking miss you, ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;When i walked hom the other day i did a small detour &amp;amp;walked past the playground. I sat at the place where we sat for that one out of three times you sent me home. I thought about the things we talked about &amp;amp; i suddenly remembered that spastic smile on your face. i silently smiled to myself for a moment but cried a lil for another. I think it was cuz, i knw there isnt gonna be a second time, when we would sit at that exact same spot &amp;amp;laugh at the stupid things that we were chatting about. I couldnt stand the memories flowing back, so i decided to head home instead. Dang, the lift broke down. Then i remembered the time when you purposely took a cab down to school during the holidays to fetch me home after choir, bluffing mee that you had taken a bus down. you were supposed to meet the guys for an outing and you were gonna be late. but you didnt mind cuz it was me that you were sending homw. When i reached, the lift was spoiled &amp;amp; i needed to walk the stairs up. I said its okay you dont need to walk me up. But when i eventually reached &amp;amp; looked down, you were still at the grass patch, waiting to see that i've reached home. I thought, that was fucking sweet..................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;But i guess, everythings over now, i knw you wont turn back. But i wish you knw that i'm still here if you ever need a listening ear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Lastlong with her, Iloveyou.&lt;/span&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/37387153-6380493870101576428?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/6380493870101576428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=6380493870101576428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/6380493870101576428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/6380493870101576428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-would-love-to-have-you-ard-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-7942536762446004344</id><published>2008-08-02T14:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T15:36:04.356+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bestf Bestf.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I friggin' miss you.):&lt;br /&gt;Hello yes i'm.bored.at.home.&lt;br /&gt;I had a whole lot of crap that i wanted to say here bout my parents &amp;amp; such but i'm much too lazy to even type a single thing here&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;.(Too much to say, too little time.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Right oh yes i promised&lt;strong&gt; Bestf&lt;/strong&gt; smt for him, (: Here it is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Lately I've been thinking about the things that we've been through.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I don't know if I'd be here,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;If not for you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to take a little time to try to work things out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And You should know that I have never meant to let you down.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause I, I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wannna tell you that&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;I'm sorry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I, I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even when I'm not giving enough&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I'm taking too much&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're still there for me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even when I got nothing at all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I'm ready to fall&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're still there for me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There for me&lt;br /&gt;There for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even when I can't be there for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're always there for me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes I know I can be so hard to understand&lt;/em&gt; (It's ok)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even when I'm lost&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You show me who I really am&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life with me hasn't always been an easy ride&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But because of you I've learned&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To lose my selfish pride&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause I, I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wannna tell you that&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;I'm sorry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I, I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even when I'm not giving enough&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I'm taking too much&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're still there for me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even when I got nothing at all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I'm ready to fall&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're still there for me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There for me&lt;br /&gt;There for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even when I can't be there for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh you're always there for me yeah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no it's love&lt;br /&gt;It must be love&lt;br /&gt;It's gotta be real love (It's gotta be real love)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even when I'm not giving enough&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I'm taking too much&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're still there for me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even when I got nothing at all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I'm ready to fall&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're still there for me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There for me&lt;br /&gt;There for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even when I can't be there for you (When I can't be there)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even when I can't be there for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;You're always there for me&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Yes yes thankyou&lt;strong&gt; bestf&lt;/strong&gt; the italics &amp;amp; bolds was what i exactly wanted to tell you the last time.(:&lt;br /&gt;I knw you said to not be sorry, but be thankful that we went thru the happy times together.&lt;br /&gt;But yes i know you're smiling right cuz the lyrics so touching HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;I knw the only memories that i actually look back &amp;amp; smile &amp;amp; wanna keep them, were the happy times w you.(: I know almost all of them, puts a smile back on my face. &lt;strong&gt;(Grins!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Thanks for everything you did, &amp;amp; thanks for always being there for me.&lt;strong&gt;:D&lt;/strong&gt; (Dont cry hor.!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:01%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;(Oh &amp;amp;, the time when i told you "ILoveYou"on 200408, I really did mean it.(:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.YAY i'm done w that i knw bestf's gonna be so touched.!&lt;br /&gt;HEE. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&amp;amp; YES my bestf is officially a &lt;strong&gt;S E R G E A N T&lt;/strong&gt; today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh &amp;amp; he said i can tell my friends my bestf is a &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Sergeant turtle&lt;/span&gt;. (:O)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah he is, a Spastic one at that tooooooo.&lt;strong&gt;:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this post is mainly to best.f &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(Ha i knw im nice laaaa.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, off to study somemore,(Which is getting nowhere i need help!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&amp;amp; Piano exams next Thursday i knw im so dead-.-/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, catch up again.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37387153-7942536762446004344?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/7942536762446004344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=7942536762446004344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/7942536762446004344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/7942536762446004344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-friggin-miss-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-478091547129986060</id><published>2008-07-29T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T22:16:34.716+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='EBO.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;YAY. I think this is for &lt;strong&gt;EBO&lt;/strong&gt;.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey.! Thanks for everything, &lt;strong&gt;(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know i can always count on you to text me when i'm&lt;strong&gt; ):&lt;/strong&gt; too.&lt;br /&gt;You, keep smiling too. I'll do my verybest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh. Letter's for you if you dont smile, &amp;amp; when i dont smile too&lt;strong&gt;.:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yay, us.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Although i knw its gna be a tough journey, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i knw i'll hold on cuz of the people that cares ard me.&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/37387153-478091547129986060?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/478091547129986060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=478091547129986060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/478091547129986060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/478091547129986060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2008/07/yay.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-8101762170871373556</id><published>2008-07-26T15:46:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T16:14:34.561+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m sorry.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Last long didi. Last long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hello world haha. Okay yesterday was crazy during choir.&lt;br /&gt;Was camwhoring w Mostly&lt;strong&gt; MARYANN CHUA.! :D :D :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesyes. I shall not say much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;A picture tells a thousand words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY gosh. So many thousands of words in this post now. &lt;strong&gt;:O&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SIrac4Gdh_I/AAAAAAAAALo/51dYBIqD24U/s1600-h/DSC01556.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227230507147560946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SIrac4Gdh_I/AAAAAAAAALo/51dYBIqD24U/s320/DSC01556.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ASAPH &amp;amp; his stupid monkey. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SIraUW3lMSI/AAAAAAAAALg/hjxzeWx7q5U/s1600-h/DSC01554.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227230360787824930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SIraUW3lMSI/AAAAAAAAALg/hjxzeWx7q5U/s320/DSC01554.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SIraKEUM_2I/AAAAAAAAALY/TGWT1hvWbqo/s1600-h/25072008(003).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227230184008908642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SIraKEUM_2I/AAAAAAAAALY/TGWT1hvWbqo/s320/25072008(003).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SIrZ-ByP-gI/AAAAAAAAALQ/l2Y5BQbYN2E/s1600-h/25072008(004).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227229977171196418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SIrZ-ByP-gI/AAAAAAAAALQ/l2Y5BQbYN2E/s320/25072008(004).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SIrZtULZiHI/AAAAAAAAALI/jlCN7TqF5kU/s1600-h/25072008(006).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227229690050742386" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SIrYfc4cJQI/AAAAAAAAAKY/0S05kQyXCr4/s320/DSC00259.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SIrYXMWosZI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/aG-ut97Fsu4/s1600-h/DSC00266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227228210481639826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SIrYXMWosZI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/aG-ut97Fsu4/s320/DSC00266.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SIrYOdM9p0I/AAAAAAAAAKI/TiEmXJ3IUHY/s1600-h/DSC00272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227228060385650498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SIrYOdM9p0I/AAAAAAAAAKI/TiEmXJ3IUHY/s320/DSC00272.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CrazyAshley covered her own face-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SIrYFjLCIWI/AAAAAAAAAKA/E2FeJCZkpFs/s1600-h/DSC00267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227227907369345378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SIrYFjLCIWI/AAAAAAAAAKA/E2FeJCZkpFs/s320/DSC00267.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SIrX7lZ3o-I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/-h0sM25bQaY/s1600-h/DSC00271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227227736169751522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SIrX7lZ3o-I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/-h0sM25bQaY/s320/DSC00271.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SIrXtnNBbJI/AAAAAAAAAJw/FSrdiQj8dzY/s1600-h/DSC00275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227227496134569106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SIrXtnNBbJI/AAAAAAAAAJw/FSrdiQj8dzY/s320/DSC00275.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SIrXler0FQI/AAAAAAAAAJo/udFjsZel3jU/s1600-h/DSC00286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227227356408845570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SIrXler0FQI/AAAAAAAAAJo/udFjsZel3jU/s320/DSC00286.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SIrXeur216I/AAAAAAAAAJg/--2h9pjAcIU/s1600-h/DSC00288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227227240444909474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SIrXeur216I/AAAAAAAAAJg/--2h9pjAcIU/s320/DSC00288.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Iloveyou&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; girl, &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SIrXTDsXyhI/AAAAAAAAAJY/xAIOVPlo9GA/s1600-h/DSC00650.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227227039925783058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SIrXTDsXyhI/AAAAAAAAAJY/xAIOVPlo9GA/s320/DSC00650.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;I'm happy I'm happy I'm happy.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am i trying to kid&lt;strong&gt;...............&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#666666;"&gt;My heart aches. but i knw in time to come it'll turn numb &amp;amp; i wont feel anything much at all.&lt;br /&gt;What i dont get is. What's the point of telling me all of those when you're already together with her....?&lt;br /&gt;But its okay. I knw, i'll always be right here waiting till i find someone else &amp;amp; forget about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm smiling, i really still am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;But on the inside, I knw i'm fucking miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'm sorry&lt;strong&gt; EBO&lt;/strong&gt;. I just cant help myself from this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/37387153-8101762170871373556?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/8101762170871373556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=8101762170871373556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/8101762170871373556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/8101762170871373556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2008/07/last-long-didi.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp0.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SIrac4Gdh_I/AAAAAAAAALo/51dYBIqD24U/s72-c/DSC01556.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37387153.post-7559275053527132491</id><published>2008-07-22T22:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T22:29:30.685+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keep a smile.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;HI HI HI.&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Okay 2.4 was a &lt;strong&gt;disaster &lt;/strong&gt;today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Harmony was suay shitz today.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a nice drawing today.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; gave it to &lt;strong&gt;EBO&lt;/strong&gt;! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hope he liked it, &amp;amp; hope it keeps his rain away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes i dont have much time left to use com, so.&lt;br /&gt;I'll update another time laaaa.&lt;strong&gt;:S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Like maybe the weekends or smt.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;HELLO WHY ARE YOU HIGHLIGHTING HERE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;But you're smart cuz i'll write smt here. HEE.:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;To a special friend:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I knw this is random, but i'm sorry for everything that has happened to us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You're the greatest friend one can have &amp;amp; i'm sorry i hurt you so badly last time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;This is here for you to read (If you knw its you,,,) Cuz i knw i never had a chance to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;EBO if you're reading this, THIS IS NOT EMO OKAY! haha. I'm just guilty0:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37387153-7559275053527132491?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/7559275053527132491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=7559275053527132491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/7559275053527132491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/7559275053527132491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2008/07/hi-hi-hi.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-9054464737860398264</id><published>2008-07-19T17:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T17:31:16.616+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Last of the last.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HELLO I'M HIGH I'M HIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Hee that beats being emo, righttt.:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anyway i hope after this post today i'll keep my promise, To keep my smile on my face.:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Heeee.&lt;br /&gt;Lets just say i cried during the week, but i &lt;em&gt;thought it through.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;(That is worth all the tears already ha.(:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Anyway back to the point. Yes i've thought it through &amp;amp; decided not to think anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I knw i need more self-control where the brain is concerned&lt;em&gt;(LOL that sound so wrong.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yeah i should have the discipline to not think so much. But yeah sometimes its hard not to think.&lt;br /&gt;But i knw i'll get through, cuz of all the friends that i knw, will always be there for me.(:&lt;br /&gt;This will be the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;last &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;ranting i have here in grey. I hope&lt;strong&gt;...............&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I wish i could turn back time, all the way back to January.. I swear i'd make things work out just so much better, than what it is now. I'm not on the best terms with my best.fr anymore. Not like before, &amp;amp; this is the one that i regret the most for not pulling it back in time. He's changed &amp;amp; so have i. But things are this way now, i guess, its mostly my fault. Didi &amp;amp; i.. I cant really bear to see him anymore. Its a lil painful to see him around. But the thing is, i cant help it right, he's so so close. How he moved on so fast, doesnt matter anymore. I wouldnt want him in misery either. I could still remember the first time he called my name. It was after Chemistry Mid-Years, i was walking out of the hall.. I really miss him. But i dont have the courage to speak to him anymore its just so heartbreaking..... But its still my fault that things are this way, cuz i was the one who gave up the chance that was once in my hands. I let it slip by me. It was an unmissable chance, &amp;amp; i missed it. &amp;amp; my very very past. I dont love him anymore. The memories are there &amp;amp; i know that time is all i need to forget about him, i think&lt;strong&gt;...............&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Keep similing Marilyn.' The one line that i'll always rmb, from emobrat two.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I'll really try so so so hard cuz i really do wanto smile everyday of my life. To be happy.To laugh, to keep my spirits up all the time. To never be sad for another moment in my life, to never drop another tear. To just be a cheer ful me, to share the joy , laughter , &amp;amp; happiness that i have with everyone around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Yeah thats what i want.&lt;/span&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/37387153-9054464737860398264?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/9054464737860398264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=9054464737860398264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/9054464737860398264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/9054464737860398264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2008/07/hello-im-high-im-high.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-37387153.post-987194582914870539</id><published>2008-07-13T21:04:00.027+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T22:00:18.187+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keeping a smile.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Hello!&lt;br /&gt;HEE. I wuzxzx a happy girl yesterday cuz i went out w my Primaryschool Bestest,!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Presents, Jolynn Tan.!:D :D :D :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Yeah i always thot that we'd be very super awkward when we meet up.&lt;br /&gt;But its always the opposite we always have things to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Love Love Love her to bits&lt;strong&gt;.............&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She hasnt changed one bit she's still her &amp;amp; i still love her &amp;amp; so does she.&lt;br /&gt;I could ramble on &amp;amp;on &amp;amp; wont even mind if my punctuation is correct cuzxzxz whenever im w her i go &lt;em&gt;haywire&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;,(Aka crazyyyy.:D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Well that keeps a smilee on my face.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well she has a boyfriend named &lt;em&gt;Aidan&lt;/em&gt; now he's a hongkong-er born australian.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still single HA HA HA&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;.(Well i like it, (:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes we talked alot i swear.&lt;br /&gt;Oh manzxzxz i missed her so much hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Whee hugged her when i saw her, &amp;amp; when she left.&lt;br /&gt;I really dint wanto let go cuz i know i will miss her like crazyyyy when she's back to Australia.&lt;br /&gt;): but she's migrated &amp;amp; i cant do anything ohdear.&lt;br /&gt;But she promised she'd be back in nest January.&lt;br /&gt;So our twice a year outing will still be there i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ARGH,! ILOVEYOU.&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuku pictures that i love w her, although some are really messed up &amp;amp; lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"But just cuz its w her, that makes it all complete i swear."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whee, just for you Jo.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SHoDFcrH94I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/XFxNVrsXYU8/s1600-h/12072008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222490110020810626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SHoDFcrH94I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/XFxNVrsXYU8/s320/12072008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spastic i dontknw why she likes to take pictures from the topppppppp.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SHoDB3_EgeI/AAAAAAAAAJI/x7ZWr80KAC0/s1600-h/12072008(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222490048632750562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SHoDB3_EgeI/AAAAAAAAAJI/x7ZWr80KAC0/s320/12072008(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SHoC4iBMY8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/n-bepp_BoC4/s1600-h/12072008(003).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222489888117253058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SHoC4iBMY8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/n-bepp_BoC4/s320/12072008(003).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222489700990338610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SHoCto6qRjI/AAAAAAAAAI4/66lxsMA9KWI/s320/12072008(005).jpg" border="0" /&gt; HAHAHA. Unglam.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SHoCp07lQ1I/AAAAAAAAAIw/OC8eat3nmDE/s1600-h/12072008(006).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222489635495953234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SHoCp07lQ1I/AAAAAAAAAIw/OC8eat3nmDE/s320/12072008(006).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SHoClgBIutI/AAAAAAAAAIo/J0BHho-Ye-U/s1600-h/12072008(008).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222489561162627794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SHoClgBIutI/AAAAAAAAAIo/J0BHho-Ye-U/s320/12072008(008).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SHoCgJSPojI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dtJw7_Am8mo/s1600-h/12072008(010).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222489469161022002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SHoCgJSPojI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dtJw7_Am8mo/s320/12072008(010).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SHoCdD4NwJI/AAAAAAAAAIY/k7p_-OMMDyw/s1600-h/12072008(011).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222489416170061970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SHoCdD4NwJI/AAAAAAAAAIY/k7p_-OMMDyw/s320/12072008(011).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SHoCX4TRu9I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/YI-UYvDJY6w/s1600-h/12072008(012).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222489327162997714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SHoCX4TRu9I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/YI-UYvDJY6w/s320/12072008(012).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SHoCO5X6VaI/AAAAAAAAAII/yOmmPKoW_xU/s1600-h/DSC00710.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222489172832048546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SHoCO5X6VaI/AAAAAAAAAII/yOmmPKoW_xU/s320/DSC00710.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SHoCIBHcfqI/AAAAAAAAAIA/CNsI-G4akGY/s1600-h/DSC00712.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222489054651383458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SHoCIBHcfqI/AAAAAAAAAIA/CNsI-G4akGY/s320/DSC00712.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SHoB_rxDLWI/AAAAAAAAAH4/qC83y6Nh0vI/s1600-h/DSC00713.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222488911481351522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SHoB_rxDLWI/AAAAAAAAAH4/qC83y6Nh0vI/s320/DSC00713.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SHoBmoRzvhI/AAAAAAAAAHw/aWHCjtJRy_k/s1600-h/DSC00717.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222488481048280594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SHoBmoRzvhI/AAAAAAAAAHw/aWHCjtJRy_k/s320/DSC00717.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SHoBahzOqJI/AAAAAAAAAHo/fpaeZlPbeOw/s1600-h/DSC00718.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222488273150978194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SHoBahzOqJI/AAAAAAAAAHo/fpaeZlPbeOw/s320/DSC00718.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SHoBPUEs8SI/AAAAAAAAAHg/qhGFpN9Fna8/s1600-h/DSC00724.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222488080487608610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SHoBPUEs8SI/AAAAAAAAAHg/qhGFpN9Fna8/s320/DSC00724.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SHoA0mVf71I/AAAAAAAAAHY/FdZwbRUtc30/s1600-h/DSC00725.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222487621533429586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SHoA0mVf71I/AAAAAAAAAHY/FdZwbRUtc30/s320/DSC00725.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think she's&lt;strong&gt; pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;No i think she's &lt;strong&gt;super duper uber pretty.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dont you think so, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SHoAsObxoDI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Rx3es6zotOU/s1600-h/DSC00729.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222487477678350386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SHoAsObxoDI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Rx3es6zotOU/s320/DSC00729.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SHoAjxl4PsI/AAAAAAAAAHI/p__mQMyhNWY/s1600-h/DSC00730.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222487332497145538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SHoAjxl4PsI/AAAAAAAAAHI/p__mQMyhNWY/s320/DSC00730.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SHoAaX2962I/AAAAAAAAAHA/Bn5ZTQAveoo/s1600-h/DSC00735.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222487170970676066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SHoAaX2962I/AAAAAAAAAHA/Bn5ZTQAveoo/s320/DSC00735.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SHoAS4uoWyI/AAAAAAAAAG4/W-FDpWiR8E8/s1600-h/DSC00737.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222487042355125026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SHoAS4uoWyI/AAAAAAAAAG4/W-FDpWiR8E8/s320/DSC00737.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SHoAOhcW98I/AAAAAAAAAGw/UJYm9KfYNUU/s1600-h/DSC00738.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222486967384995778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SHoAOhcW98I/AAAAAAAAAGw/UJYm9KfYNUU/s320/DSC00738.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She say's i look nice, &amp;amp; then i'm wondering if she's okay in the head.&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SHoAJ1h2yWI/AAAAAAAAAGo/f2C3p2QkAIM/s1600-h/DSC00739.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222486886877415778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SHoAJ1h2yWI/AAAAAAAAAGo/f2C3p2QkAIM/s320/DSC00739.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SHn_7mfS1wI/AAAAAAAAAGg/zNiNf9HgxlU/s1600-h/DSC00747.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222486642321970946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SHn_7mfS1wI/AAAAAAAAAGg/zNiNf9HgxlU/s320/DSC00747.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thats prolly bout whats all i have heeeee.&lt;br /&gt;Though we only had a short time together i knw she hasnt changed.&lt;br /&gt;I love her as much as i did at the start, &amp;amp; so will i right till the end.(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay then ytd night went to eat steamboat :D&lt;br /&gt;Ohdear i think i'm gonna get fat at this rate.D:&lt;br /&gt;K my sister's going for a camp for a week.&lt;br /&gt;Oh man no one to high w me at night im gonna be so unhigh all week.&lt;br /&gt;She's gone tmr, back on next Sunday i'll miss her so so much,!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Better not let her knw she'll be like&lt;br /&gt;"Of course lah. I'm so nice. But wait. I dont think i'll miss you HA HA HA."&lt;br /&gt;Yeah i've got an evil sister but i love her all the same.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got so much i wanna say, how much i miss the times w you although both were so so short.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the time when you handed me the chocolate &amp;amp;your brudder was jisiaoing you at the canteen.&lt;br /&gt;How i waited for your chinese lecture to end &amp;amp; we went home tgt w your brudder.&lt;br /&gt;How you &amp;amp; your brudder ran out of school w cardboards on your heads cuz it was raining.&lt;br /&gt;How we always had recess &amp;amp; lunch tgt w&lt;em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;our&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, friends.&lt;br /&gt;How my inbox is always filled w your messages that i found sweet although others thot it was normal.&lt;br /&gt;How i'd always try to find ways to see you in school.&lt;br /&gt;How you're smile would always put a smile on my face.&lt;br /&gt;How you'd say i'm petty cuz i hanged up the phone cuz you dared me to,&lt;br /&gt;How you'd call me gong to have opened a file to cause my MSN to get a virus.&lt;br /&gt;How&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...............................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;So many things.&lt;br /&gt;So little time to forget.&lt;br /&gt;I need to try to let go, if not too many memories are taking up the space in my head.&lt;br /&gt;Keep smiling Marilyn, emobrat one says.&lt;br /&gt;I'll try. Its easy on th outside.&lt;br /&gt;But on the inside, its a whole other story.&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/37387153-987194582914870539?l=the-scandal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/feeds/987194582914870539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37387153&amp;postID=987194582914870539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/987194582914870539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37387153/posts/default/987194582914870539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-scandal.blogspot.com/2008/07/hello-hee.html' title=''/><author><name>Heart On Hold.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867632566926243162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp0.blogger.com/_sn4PSL2hTEo/SHoDFcrH94I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/XFxNVrsXYU8/s72-c/12072008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
