<?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-7823856060429414642</id><updated>2011-10-02T23:34:43.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi World.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>282</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-8257762660050102513</id><published>2011-05-20T15:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T15:36:57.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E-NuZwNbIvc/TdYUWGYPfTI/AAAAAAAAAwc/K5SPCawb67M/s1600/expectations.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 190px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E-NuZwNbIvc/TdYUWGYPfTI/AAAAAAAAAwc/K5SPCawb67M/s400/expectations.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608692755838500146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I apologise for not updating for a month and a day now. Have got really no time for blogging and such. Hee, whoopsie. Alright, those schools that have got no midyears going on for the secondary 4s, good for ya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Dear whichever-sec-4-student-that-is-disappointed-with-their-results,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I know how you guys feel. Haha, I'm like utterly disappointed with my results as well.. But hey! On a lighter note, at least we know how much we gotta brush up on certain subjects. For me, all of them. And we've got the entire holidays to do so. Don't be demoralised or anything. Don't break down, like what I did. Cause whatever results you got, should be expected. If you studied, you will expect good results. If you didn't, too bad. For some, I know you've put in 101% in studying, but still didn't do well. It's okay! Make mistakes now, and by O's, they will be gone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Parents aren't gonna be understanding. Even if you improved by 10 marks, but still have the same grade, they're still gonna give you an earful. Prolly some parents expect too much, like straight As? Their expectations are for your own good. Really. Who's gonna sit for O's? Who's future is determined by what's printed on YOUR O level cert? We all know the answer. But whether or not we have a good future, it's up to us. Starting from now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;No more procrastinating. No more regrets. No more disappointment. We're halfway there people. Lets put in our best for the remaining time left we have before sitting for our O's. Truth is, I'm already nervous and am gonna start my revision tomorrow. Yes, TOMORROW. Be proud of me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Yours sincerely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Someone-that-was-badly-affected-by-her-results-but-is-okay-now :)&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/7823856060429414642-8257762660050102513?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/8257762660050102513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/05/hello.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/8257762660050102513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/8257762660050102513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/05/hello.html' title='HELLO'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E-NuZwNbIvc/TdYUWGYPfTI/AAAAAAAAAwc/K5SPCawb67M/s72-c/expectations.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-9026553776639841331</id><published>2011-04-18T18:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T18:34:21.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BIEBER'S MY WORLD TOUR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PNnkz0AGqL4/TawTcUeTc0I/AAAAAAAAAwU/psZGhBs2VL0/s1600/JB.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 188px; height: 269px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PNnkz0AGqL4/TawTcUeTc0I/AAAAAAAAAwU/psZGhBs2VL0/s400/JB.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596869814167761730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;HEY HONEYS! Finally an update from me yes? Okay I've been rather busy with schoolwork and all that nonsense. But I posted that picture for a reason yaw. Thanks to my beloved QIANYAN, I'm going for JUSTIN BIEBER's concert tomorrow. LIKE OMFGZZZZZZ!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;I LOVE YOU BIEBER. SEE YOU TOMORROW! &amp;lt;3&lt;/b&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/7823856060429414642-9026553776639841331?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/9026553776639841331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/04/biebers-my-world-tour.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/9026553776639841331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/9026553776639841331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/04/biebers-my-world-tour.html' title='BIEBER&apos;S MY WORLD TOUR'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PNnkz0AGqL4/TawTcUeTc0I/AAAAAAAAAwU/psZGhBs2VL0/s72-c/JB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-585832423859014401</id><published>2011-03-20T21:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T21:29:43.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 29- In this past month, what have you learned</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m32NpBD8XE8/TYYAf_sw05I/AAAAAAAAAwM/6jw5zkGfnXw/s1600/someday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m32NpBD8XE8/TYYAf_sw05I/AAAAAAAAAwM/6jw5zkGfnXw/s400/someday.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586152937474806674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I learnt that the people that would REALLY be there for me, are my best buds. They'd be there, when I'm at my weakest. They'd be there, when I've got no one to fall back on. They'd be there to listen, when I'm talking about my ex boyfriend. They'd be there to comfort me when I start to tear. They'd be there to cheer me on, and make me move on. &lt;b&gt;They're the best I'd ever have. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7823856060429414642-585832423859014401?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/585832423859014401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-29-in-this-past-month-what-have-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/585832423859014401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/585832423859014401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-29-in-this-past-month-what-have-you.html' title='Day 29- In this past month, what have you learned'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m32NpBD8XE8/TYYAf_sw05I/AAAAAAAAAwM/6jw5zkGfnXw/s72-c/someday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-4470851978722421196</id><published>2011-03-15T17:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T18:11:12.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 28- A picture of you last year and now, how have you changed since then?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XBA_6dKpN3I/TX87Fqm9lgI/AAAAAAAAAwE/0eE__826xGY/s1600/Celine"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 259px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XBA_6dKpN3I/TX87Fqm9lgI/AAAAAAAAAwE/0eE__826xGY/s400/Celine" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584247031485797890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wvndLqa_-84/TX87Fcrg57I/AAAAAAAAAv8/Ry3caLdP9Oc/s1600/Celine2"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wvndLqa_-84/TX87Fcrg57I/AAAAAAAAAv8/Ry3caLdP9Oc/s400/Celine2" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584247027746793394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Top - 2011. Bottom - 2010.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I doubt I've changed much yes? Face less oily, and lesser pimples? LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7823856060429414642-4470851978722421196?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/4470851978722421196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-28-picture-of-you-last-year-and-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/4470851978722421196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/4470851978722421196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-28-picture-of-you-last-year-and-now.html' title='Day 28- A picture of you last year and now, how have you changed since then?'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XBA_6dKpN3I/TX87Fqm9lgI/AAAAAAAAAwE/0eE__826xGY/s72-c/Celine' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-3859938085655984571</id><published>2011-03-14T10:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T10:53:56.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 27- Why are you doing this 30 day challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yfhJ8rZgeJk/TX2C_C5tJeI/AAAAAAAAAvk/2yYZ84HHltA/s1600/rainbowwww"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yfhJ8rZgeJk/TX2C_C5tJeI/AAAAAAAAAvk/2yYZ84HHltA/s400/rainbowwww" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583763132631557602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because, I've got nothing to blog about when I did not go out on that day. So it's just a way for me to keep my blog alive. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7823856060429414642-3859938085655984571?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/3859938085655984571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-27-why-are-you-doing-this-30-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/3859938085655984571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/3859938085655984571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-27-why-are-you-doing-this-30-day.html' title='Day 27- Why are you doing this 30 day challenge'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yfhJ8rZgeJk/TX2C_C5tJeI/AAAAAAAAAvk/2yYZ84HHltA/s72-c/rainbowwww' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-1479953468203028750</id><published>2011-03-11T20:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T20:45:28.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 26- What you think about your friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mOvnrGsCpYI/TXoXzfPmo9I/AAAAAAAAAvc/gEsDHQABbdc/s1600/true%2Bfriend"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mOvnrGsCpYI/TXoXzfPmo9I/AAAAAAAAAvc/gEsDHQABbdc/s400/true%2Bfriend" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582800861406864338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think that my friends are the ones that really put up with all my lil' drama mama actions. And those dramas, are not of different episodes. But always about the same thing. You know how things can get pretty boring if they keep repeating over, and over again right? See, my friends are so awesome, they can put up with it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1OZzo4DfGsY/TXoXyyqyjKI/AAAAAAAAAvU/PWew-YLhL6U/s1600/level%2Bof%2Bmaturity"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1OZzo4DfGsY/TXoXyyqyjKI/AAAAAAAAAvU/PWew-YLhL6U/s400/level%2Bof%2Bmaturity" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582800849441295522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's with them, that I can be at my childish-est. They wouldn't take it to heart, and show me all kinds of faces. Most of the time, they'd play along with me and we'd enjoy ourselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y7KQPXb4m2Q/TXoXyt68FZI/AAAAAAAAAvM/mbjYwMGzDbY/s1600/Life"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 245px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y7KQPXb4m2Q/TXoXyt68FZI/AAAAAAAAAvM/mbjYwMGzDbY/s400/Life" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582800848166851986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I'm facing problems, they never fail to make me feel happier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1mPKSKwPBIs/TXoXyd6QKCI/AAAAAAAAAvE/RypzaGNuTOQ/s1600/Rainbow%2Broses"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 289px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1mPKSKwPBIs/TXoXyd6QKCI/AAAAAAAAAvE/RypzaGNuTOQ/s400/Rainbow%2Broses" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582800843869005858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And most importantly, they're unique. They're one-in-a-million, every single one of them. They are rare. They aren't easily found. I love them, very much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7823856060429414642-1479953468203028750?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/1479953468203028750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-26-what-you-think-about-your.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/1479953468203028750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/1479953468203028750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-26-what-you-think-about-your.html' title='Day 26- What you think about your friends'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mOvnrGsCpYI/TXoXzfPmo9I/AAAAAAAAAvc/gEsDHQABbdc/s72-c/true%2Bfriend' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-2547602043926719945</id><published>2011-03-07T19:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T19:44:24.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 25- What I would find in your bag</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tLKNFCC-iZg/TXTEqcFRuUI/AAAAAAAAAu8/kuyL2-xLJzE/s1600/Memories.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tLKNFCC-iZg/TXTEqcFRuUI/AAAAAAAAAu8/kuyL2-xLJzE/s400/Memories.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581302071590762818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Things you would find in my bag:&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Handphone&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wallet with cash&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;House keys&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;iPod&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Comb&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's about it. Short and sweet yes? Heehee. I'm still not over yesterday. Oh shucks.. &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/7823856060429414642-2547602043926719945?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/2547602043926719945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-25-what-i-would-find-in-your-bag.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/2547602043926719945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/2547602043926719945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-25-what-i-would-find-in-your-bag.html' title='Day 25- What I would find in your bag'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tLKNFCC-iZg/TXTEqcFRuUI/AAAAAAAAAu8/kuyL2-xLJzE/s72-c/Memories.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-6450350815916037115</id><published>2011-03-06T22:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T22:54:06.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>USS WITH MY GIRLS.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I don't care if I sleep late tonight. I'm not gonna get a good sleep if I don't blog about it. Warning, this is gonna be a wordy post cause Qy and Zirui have not posted the pictures up on Facebook. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;I spent the whole of today, like when USS opened, until it closed, with my girls! We NEVER left the park for outside food or anything. The whole day was spent there, just like that. Really awesome. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;Qy went up to dance with some hot hip hop guys&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Went on the Rapids Adventure, laughing at who'd get wet, ended up getting SOAKED myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;SOME ANGMOR GUY WENT ON HIS KNEES AND 'PROPOSED' TO ME&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;THAT ANGMOR GUY MADE ME DO THAT PRINCESS TWIRL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;Some of us conquered Battlestar Galactica, both the red and blue track &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;Most of us sat on ALL the rides there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;Spammed the Canopy Flyer like 6-7 times in a row, when the park was about to close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;Non-stop fantasies about that guy, like 'If I took his number, we'd be like texting now. And I'd ask if he's married. Then if he isn't, we'd be texting like everyday.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The girls asked me to get over it cause they said he would've done it to millions of other girls. But nope, me no think that way! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;ME IS HAPPY_GIRL_17121995 TODAY! AHHHHH, PEOPLE AROUND ME ARE SOOOO GONNA DIE TOMORROW! I SWEAR I'D TALK ABOUT IT NON-STOP! BEWARE DARLINGS! &gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Pictures would be up soon! Stay tuned lovelies! :)&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/7823856060429414642-6450350815916037115?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/6450350815916037115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/03/uss-with-my-girls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/6450350815916037115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/6450350815916037115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/03/uss-with-my-girls.html' title='USS WITH MY GIRLS.'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-556698608578481665</id><published>2011-03-04T18:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T18:54:07.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 24- A letter to your parents</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f_Kq6wxUwDQ/TXDD8arLfAI/AAAAAAAAAu0/G8IIwFStxjo/s1600/annoy%2Bparents"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 345px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f_Kq6wxUwDQ/TXDD8arLfAI/AAAAAAAAAu0/G8IIwFStxjo/s400/annoy%2Bparents" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580175381032041474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dear Celine's Parents, I know I haven't been a good and filial daughter. But I'm trying my best. I'm sorry if I don't respect you when you're scolding me, cause I've been facing a lot of bullshit earlier on in the day. I'm sorry I don't get straight As for you because I'm not that smart kid you want me to be, but I promise you I'd study real hard for my O's. I'm sorry I haven't been a good example to my sisters. I'm sorry for my phone bills a few years back. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;ather &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;nd &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;other &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;ove &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;ou.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7823856060429414642-556698608578481665?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/556698608578481665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-24-letter-to-your-parents.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/556698608578481665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/556698608578481665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-24-letter-to-your-parents.html' title='Day 24- A letter to your parents'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f_Kq6wxUwDQ/TXDD8arLfAI/AAAAAAAAAu0/G8IIwFStxjo/s72-c/annoy%2Bparents' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-9013138891395394204</id><published>2011-03-02T21:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T22:03:51.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 23- Something you crave for a lot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KS2cQmTRDiw/TW5OF1qOSrI/AAAAAAAAAuk/E5iS6CoftVs/s1600/tumblr2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KS2cQmTRDiw/TW5OF1qOSrI/AAAAAAAAAuk/E5iS6CoftVs/s400/tumblr2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579482850569112242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gSqcwTx1CXc/TW5OAWJ_uhI/AAAAAAAAAuc/RZJQFD4sjyM/s1600/tumblr3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gSqcwTx1CXc/TW5OAWJ_uhI/AAAAAAAAAuc/RZJQFD4sjyM/s400/tumblr3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579482756213094930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yE3OblyEyck/TW5N_2ggH4I/AAAAAAAAAuU/DrWw20a2-sw/s1600/tumblr4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yE3OblyEyck/TW5N_2ggH4I/AAAAAAAAAuU/DrWw20a2-sw/s400/tumblr4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579482747717558146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mv-EAxxtpA0/TW5N_e9PBOI/AAAAAAAAAuM/Vc9hN-o9MBY/s1600/tumblr5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 261px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mv-EAxxtpA0/TW5N_e9PBOI/AAAAAAAAAuM/Vc9hN-o9MBY/s400/tumblr5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579482741395621090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Py17HYio-co/TW5N_E3AAuI/AAAAAAAAAuE/Q4nKRmC_iyI/s1600/tumblr6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Py17HYio-co/TW5N_E3AAuI/AAAAAAAAAuE/Q4nKRmC_iyI/s400/tumblr6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579482734390149858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PqgeOCViDWo/TW5N-2-mnJI/AAAAAAAAAt8/Tj6vYN83bpk/s1600/tumblr7.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PqgeOCViDWo/TW5N-2-mnJI/AAAAAAAAAt8/Tj6vYN83bpk/s400/tumblr7.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579482730663943314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;If I were to go on, the list would be never ending. :P Heehee..&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/7823856060429414642-9013138891395394204?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/9013138891395394204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-23-something-you-crave-for-lot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/9013138891395394204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/9013138891395394204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-23-something-you-crave-for-lot.html' title='Day 23- Something you crave for a lot'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KS2cQmTRDiw/TW5OF1qOSrI/AAAAAAAAAuk/E5iS6CoftVs/s72-c/tumblr2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-792045484822358733</id><published>2011-02-28T21:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T22:15:44.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 22- What makes you different from everyone else</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fagVyR2psNs/TWuq8B2fRWI/AAAAAAAAAt0/juWqrLOL7BA/s1600/The%2Bgirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 345px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fagVyR2psNs/TWuq8B2fRWI/AAAAAAAAAt0/juWqrLOL7BA/s400/The%2Bgirl.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578740511694341474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lLLRf50EliQ/TWuq7y0NHqI/AAAAAAAAAts/iNK3aS2URdo/s1600/better%2Bperson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lLLRf50EliQ/TWuq7y0NHqI/AAAAAAAAAts/iNK3aS2URdo/s400/better%2Bperson.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578740507658231458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;What makes me different from everyone else.. Tough question. But somehow, in a way or another, I'm able to relate to the first picture. I really do love smiling and laughing. And I'd be there when you need me, to help you carry your burden. Honestly, sometimes I don't take my own stand and I'd always be the one apologizing first. Even when I'm not in the wrong, really.. :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;But no matter what, I'd always try to be a better person. A better friend. A better daughter. A better student. A better sister. A better team mate. A better player in Netball. Nobody's perfect, but we all gotta strive for perfection. &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/7823856060429414642-792045484822358733?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/792045484822358733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/02/day-22-what-makes-you-different-from.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/792045484822358733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/792045484822358733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/02/day-22-what-makes-you-different-from.html' title='Day 22- What makes you different from everyone else'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fagVyR2psNs/TWuq8B2fRWI/AAAAAAAAAt0/juWqrLOL7BA/s72-c/The%2Bgirl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-4459672562238981955</id><published>2011-02-26T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T21:34:55.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 21- A picture of something that makes you happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Okay, I've too many pictures that make me happy. LOL, just go to my facebook page and you'll see all the pictures that make me happy. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7823856060429414642-4459672562238981955?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/4459672562238981955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/02/day-21-picture-of-something-that-makes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/4459672562238981955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/4459672562238981955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/02/day-21-picture-of-something-that-makes.html' title='Day 21- A picture of something that makes you happy'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-7821640767150895601</id><published>2011-02-25T21:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T21:23:55.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My girls, my life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NQCQ7YNdgsg/TWetKB1YukI/AAAAAAAAAtA/A-8i2ZCSCvY/s1600/Amk%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NQCQ7YNdgsg/TWetKB1YukI/AAAAAAAAAtA/A-8i2ZCSCvY/s400/Amk%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577617051324299842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UImteRbbYnI/TWetJ0njrCI/AAAAAAAAAs4/3lIj411QxKg/s1600/Amk%2B4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UImteRbbYnI/TWetJ0njrCI/AAAAAAAAAs4/3lIj411QxKg/s400/Amk%2B4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577617047776635938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tg18XGepgCY/TWes-ojWuGI/AAAAAAAAAsw/GF2_nA3PASc/s1600/Amk%2B5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tg18XGepgCY/TWes-ojWuGI/AAAAAAAAAsw/GF2_nA3PASc/s400/Amk%2B5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577616855559223394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0amr33KaRQo/TWes-rbXmzI/AAAAAAAAAso/8O2pJBvMXzw/s1600/Amk%2B8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0amr33KaRQo/TWes-rbXmzI/AAAAAAAAAso/8O2pJBvMXzw/s400/Amk%2B8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577616856331033394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GP6oKx7xtMc/TWes-ZkKsbI/AAAAAAAAAsg/o4i-k_wcxVE/s1600/Amk%2B6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GP6oKx7xtMc/TWes-ZkKsbI/AAAAAAAAAsg/o4i-k_wcxVE/s400/Amk%2B6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577616851536097714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GLpiiv44tvo/TWes-Mbtq0I/AAAAAAAAAsY/wd2L6AP1HzU/s1600/Amk%2B7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GLpiiv44tvo/TWes-Mbtq0I/AAAAAAAAAsY/wd2L6AP1HzU/s400/Amk%2B7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577616848010980162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zjWT1vbAJv0/TWes980MS0I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/EZlpXMYDZXA/s1600/Amk%2B9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zjWT1vbAJv0/TWes980MS0I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/EZlpXMYDZXA/s400/Amk%2B9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577616843818683202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;All pictures credited to Lim Qianyan!&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/7823856060429414642-7821640767150895601?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/7821640767150895601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-girls-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/7821640767150895601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/7821640767150895601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-girls-my-life.html' title='My girls, my life.'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NQCQ7YNdgsg/TWetKB1YukI/AAAAAAAAAtA/A-8i2ZCSCvY/s72-c/Amk%2B2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-1786411987541591159</id><published>2011-02-25T14:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T14:25:02.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 20- Someone you see yourself marrying/being with in the future</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mI9RLBcMyPo/TWdLFOJxXZI/AAAAAAAAAsI/9kx0wLTokOw/s1600/status"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mI9RLBcMyPo/TWdLFOJxXZI/AAAAAAAAAsI/9kx0wLTokOw/s400/status" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577509216592158098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Honestly, I don't know. There's this very one person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;But you know that you don't get everything you want.&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/7823856060429414642-1786411987541591159?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/1786411987541591159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/02/day-20-someone-you-see-yourself.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/1786411987541591159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/1786411987541591159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/02/day-20-someone-you-see-yourself.html' title='Day 20- Someone you see yourself marrying/being with in the future'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mI9RLBcMyPo/TWdLFOJxXZI/AAAAAAAAAsI/9kx0wLTokOw/s72-c/status' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-974916292003826634</id><published>2011-02-24T20:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T21:09:54.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 19- Nicknames you have; why do you have them</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5tBW50y2K0/TWZXsTKq72I/AAAAAAAAAsA/cU_UCLwirKw/s1600/PAT"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5tBW50y2K0/TWZXsTKq72I/AAAAAAAAAsA/cU_UCLwirKw/s400/PAT" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577241607115829090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chiammy&lt;/b&gt; - They find it more convenient in a sense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Squishy&lt;/b&gt; - It's my Facebook surname.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ahchiam&lt;/b&gt; - Sounds like some aunty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Linlin&lt;/b&gt; - Last syllable of my name multiplied by two. (Mostly used by Zirui ONLY)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CerCer&lt;/b&gt; - First syllable of my name multiplied by two. (Mostly used by Zirui ALSO)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eh&lt;/b&gt; - Most convenient. (Used by the world, at least once)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7823856060429414642-974916292003826634?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/974916292003826634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/02/day-19-nicknames-you-have-why-do-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/974916292003826634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/974916292003826634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/02/day-19-nicknames-you-have-why-do-you.html' title='Day 19- Nicknames you have; why do you have them'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5tBW50y2K0/TWZXsTKq72I/AAAAAAAAAsA/cU_UCLwirKw/s72-c/PAT' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-6913869728439797230</id><published>2011-02-23T19:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T19:58:24.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 18- Plans/dreams/goals you have</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7-M2Omq2f3o/TWTxARdJq5I/AAAAAAAAAr4/yT9a9qEQOow/s1600/bad%2Bthings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576847225579482002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7-M2Omq2f3o/TWTxARdJq5I/AAAAAAAAAr4/yT9a9qEQOow/s400/bad%2Bthings.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Plans&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I plan to study hard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I plan to earn a good future for myself, my parents, and my future family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I plan to keep in contact with all of my friends/buddies/girlfriends foreverrrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I plan to get my driving licence IMMEDIATELY after I turn 18. December baby leh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I plan to be famous. (Heehee)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dreams&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;My dream is to be famous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;My dream is to earn big bucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;My dream is to be able to LITERALLY swim in money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;My dream is to be able to drive a luxury car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;My dream is to get a rich and good-looking husband, so I can be a taitai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;My dream is to get into Nationals Top 4 in 2011.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;My dream is to be a smarty pants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;My dream is to be with that boy, again. (Not all dreams come true ya know)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;My dream is for Amkss B'div 2011 to give birth to daughters in the same year, and they'll form a Netball team. (LOL, Zirui's idea!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Goals&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;My goal is to be in Nationals Top 4 with my beloved team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;My goal is to score 13 and below for O's. (Of course, single digit would be the best)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;My goal is to stop disappointing my parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;My goal is to save enough money for USS on 6 March.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Okay joke sharing time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A: Can you pass me a cup of water, please?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;B: To drink?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A: No, for me to go diving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;This particular joke has caused me to make up many other lame ones like:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A: Eh you know that wallet with the polka dot design?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;B: The dot dot one ah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A: No lah, the striped one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A: You know the iPad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;B: The apple one ah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A: No lah, the pear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Got a few others, but I kinda forgot. Can't get over all of them! OMG HAHAHA.&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/7823856060429414642-6913869728439797230?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/6913869728439797230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/02/day-18-plansdreamsgoals-you-have.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/6913869728439797230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/6913869728439797230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/02/day-18-plansdreamsgoals-you-have.html' title='Day 18- Plans/dreams/goals you have'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7-M2Omq2f3o/TWTxARdJq5I/AAAAAAAAAr4/yT9a9qEQOow/s72-c/bad%2Bthings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-6507119799898465388</id><published>2011-02-21T20:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T21:08:24.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 17- Someone you would want to switch lives with for one day and why</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JAh8GD3-1cI/TWJhX7I_T_I/AAAAAAAAArw/aUCHQBNcl-A/s1600/full%2Bmoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JAh8GD3-1cI/TWJhX7I_T_I/AAAAAAAAArw/aUCHQBNcl-A/s400/full%2Bmoon.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576126352278376434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Hmmm, someone I would switch my lives with? Prolly Yeo Xiaojiao. Reason being, she leads such a carefree life! Nothing around her really affects her. She can be an awesome listening ear, and gives you advice and such. Maybe she has her problems, but never shows them. I love her attitude towards negative things. She takes all the bullshit and just leaves them in a corner to rot! Her life, to me and many others, is like the perfect life everybody wants. It's all about the friends around you, the joy and laughter you share. Manz, that babe is one happy-go-lucky one. Cutest thing on earth too! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;P/S Xiaojiao, if you EVER happen to read this post, don't get too ahead of yourself and enlarge your ego bubble okay! ^^&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/7823856060429414642-6507119799898465388?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/6507119799898465388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/02/day-17-someone-you-would-want-to-switch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/6507119799898465388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/6507119799898465388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/02/day-17-someone-you-would-want-to-switch.html' title='Day 17- Someone you would want to switch lives with for one day and why'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JAh8GD3-1cI/TWJhX7I_T_I/AAAAAAAAArw/aUCHQBNcl-A/s72-c/full%2Bmoon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-725601438355819651</id><published>2011-02-14T21:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T21:38:23.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 15 - Put your iPod on shuffle. Name the first 10 songs that play.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Love Like Woe - The Ready Set&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Hurt - Christina Aguilera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Wait For You - Elliot Yamin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sorry That I Loved You - Anthony Neely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;What The Hell - Avril Lavigne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The Way I Loved You - Selena Gomez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;What Hurts The Most - Rascal Flatts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Not Meant To Be - Theory Of A Deadman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Keep Forgetting (To Forget About You) - Jojo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;What You Mean To Me - Sterling Knight&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/7823856060429414642-725601438355819651?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/725601438355819651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/02/day-15-put-your-ipod-on-shuffle-name.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/725601438355819651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/725601438355819651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/02/day-15-put-your-ipod-on-shuffle-name.html' title='Day 15 - Put your iPod on shuffle. Name the first 10 songs that play.'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-6691009026450687080</id><published>2011-02-11T20:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T20:49:46.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking a break.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YC1jBvRj1WM/TVUvtlzEuMI/AAAAAAAAArY/aOe-K5OmI_0/s1600/marry%2Bme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 342px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YC1jBvRj1WM/TVUvtlzEuMI/AAAAAAAAArY/aOe-K5OmI_0/s400/marry%2Bme.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572412574227806402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Okay, I'm not gonna do the 30 day thingy today! I might skip day 14 too! Cause it's like, a picture of me and my family. But I've got none in my comp. LOL! Whoooops. :P Today is the most awaited Friday. Over to Alicia's after school, for gambling session. Fun shitz. Lost $5, recouped the losses and won another $5! Awesome much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Training and video session. Alicia and myself have self-declared that AP make-up is postponed to Monday. Heehee. Tiring you know, gotta reach school earlier to study. Would be pretty stupid yes? Enough nagging. Gonna rot now! I need luvvvv. :B&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/7823856060429414642-6691009026450687080?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/6691009026450687080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/02/taking-break.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/6691009026450687080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/6691009026450687080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/02/taking-break.html' title='Taking a break.'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YC1jBvRj1WM/TVUvtlzEuMI/AAAAAAAAArY/aOe-K5OmI_0/s72-c/marry%2Bme.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-8740113615078331840</id><published>2011-02-08T20:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T20:29:37.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 13- A letter to someone who has hurt you recently</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TVE0UfxaIWI/AAAAAAAAArQ/FNb-eeezOb8/s1600/goodbye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TVE0UfxaIWI/AAAAAAAAArQ/FNb-eeezOb8/s400/goodbye.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571291740764774754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TVE0UBWMAzI/AAAAAAAAArI/YLAqLQ92USM/s1600/the%2Bold%2Bus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 235px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TVE0UBWMAzI/AAAAAAAAArI/YLAqLQ92USM/s400/the%2Bold%2Bus.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571291732597539634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I'm sorry, but it's just such a coincidence that this topic came up. You know jolly well who you are. And I'm very sure I wouldn't have to make it so obvious. I'm not angry for what just happened. I don't hate you for that, I'm not even bothered by it. What I'm bothered about, is the fucking fact that you lied to me. You lied about everything, prolly right from the start? I don't now which of your words I should choose to believe anymore. I'm real sorry. I know I'm gullible, but that's not how you'd treat a &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;FRIEND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; would you? If you still want me in your life, tell me. Otherwise, don't blame me for leaving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;P/S Don't conclude. I did not mention any names. So please, if you wanna read, keep your comments to yourself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;P/P/S I don't care who reads this.&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/7823856060429414642-8740113615078331840?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/8740113615078331840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/02/day-13-letter-to-someone-who-has-hurt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/8740113615078331840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/8740113615078331840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/02/day-13-letter-to-someone-who-has-hurt.html' title='Day 13- A letter to someone who has hurt you recently'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TVE0UfxaIWI/AAAAAAAAArQ/FNb-eeezOb8/s72-c/goodbye.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-4158179791077751062</id><published>2011-02-07T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T21:49:07.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 12- How you found out about Blogger and why you made one</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TU_3FIZOdoI/AAAAAAAAArA/U_wdk3nrpVA/s1600/pikachu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TU_3FIZOdoI/AAAAAAAAArA/U_wdk3nrpVA/s400/pikachu.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570942931605288578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;HAHAHA, INSIDE JOKE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I found out about Blogger through a friend. Why I decided to create one? I created it when I was in primary school. My url then, I SWEAR, was fucking lame. LOL. Had my full name, birth year and all that. Just imagine it yo. I found it pretty cool, cause everyone around me was like, "Eh, link me leh!". So I wanted to try for myself how it felt like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Just so you know, that was where I learnt to twit. HAHAHA! Like those "iie lurbb uuex" kind you know. Disgusting shit. Everyone's matured now! Proper English is so much cooler. In my primary school days, I used to blog about my (boring) everyday life. I slowly progressed on to treat it like a diary and rant/talk about my feelings here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Blogging is fun. And now, with Nuffnang, you can earn money through it too! Look at how it benefits people. Still can improve English you know. Kill 2 birds with 1 stone! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Okay today, I went over to Qianyan's after school to watch our video against IJ. Gambled afterwards. Lost $7.70. Taught Mo hokkien and some gambling words like 'HUAT AH!' and 'SWEE SWEE'. Swear it's damn funny. Had an awesome day today! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;P/S I'm into my guy again. MUAHAHAHAHA BOOHOO FOR 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/7823856060429414642-4158179791077751062?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/4158179791077751062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/02/day-12-how-you-found-out-about-blogger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/4158179791077751062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/4158179791077751062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/02/day-12-how-you-found-out-about-blogger.html' title='Day 12- How you found out about Blogger and why you made one'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TU_3FIZOdoI/AAAAAAAAArA/U_wdk3nrpVA/s72-c/pikachu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-2755974412663590866</id><published>2011-02-03T23:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T23:22:51.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 11- Another picture of you and your friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TUrIRJdBgdI/AAAAAAAAAqw/zAB9AAzJH78/s1600/my%2Bfriends%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TUrIRJdBgdI/AAAAAAAAAqw/zAB9AAzJH78/s400/my%2Bfriends%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569484086118023634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TUrIQtYsV9I/AAAAAAAAAqo/GKwW5jFd_hk/s1600/my%2Bfriends%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TUrIQtYsV9I/AAAAAAAAAqo/GKwW5jFd_hk/s400/my%2Bfriends%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569484078583666642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TUrIQexinTI/AAAAAAAAAqg/EXKeP9cgSCE/s1600/my%2Bfriends%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TUrIQexinTI/AAAAAAAAAqg/EXKeP9cgSCE/s400/my%2Bfriends%2B3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569484074661354802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7823856060429414642-2755974412663590866?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/2755974412663590866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/02/day-11-another-picture-of-you-and-your.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/2755974412663590866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/2755974412663590866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/02/day-11-another-picture-of-you-and-your.html' title='Day 11- Another picture of you and your friends'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TUrIRJdBgdI/AAAAAAAAAqw/zAB9AAzJH78/s72-c/my%2Bfriends%2B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-4598444292234334681</id><published>2011-02-02T20:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T21:06:24.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back to square 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TUlWAnLC6nI/AAAAAAAAAqU/IsY0qTS4Mb8/s1600/important.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TUlWAnLC6nI/AAAAAAAAAqU/IsY0qTS4Mb8/s400/important.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569076982735628914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Okay, I'm just too lazy to do the 30 Days thingy for today. I'm drained, both mentally and physically. Time for a break. It's CNY yo. Happy Chinese New Year to everyone out there. It's another new year, and another new beginning. Time to start afresh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I don't know what to think anymore. I just gotta let things be and stay strong. I know I've got many people to fall back on. But sometimes, I just want you to be the one who's there. I can't be selfish, I can't be over-reacting everytime, I can't be obsessed blah blah blah and the list goes on. I've got no say in the decisions you make. But you're too important for me to just close both eyes and pretend nothing happened. I wish I didn't do what I did, then everything would be alright now. You'd be alright now, even if I'm not.&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/7823856060429414642-4598444292234334681?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/4598444292234334681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/02/im-back-to-square-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/4598444292234334681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/4598444292234334681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/02/im-back-to-square-1.html' title='I&apos;m back to square 1'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TUlWAnLC6nI/AAAAAAAAAqU/IsY0qTS4Mb8/s72-c/important.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-4267760103193033199</id><published>2011-02-01T20:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T20:22:06.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 10- Songs you listen to when you are Happy, Sad, Bored, Hyped, Mad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TUf5S1Db7fI/AAAAAAAAAqM/JaHALLKVyCw/s1600/music.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 173px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TUf5S1Db7fI/AAAAAAAAAqM/JaHALLKVyCw/s400/music.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568693566141361650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;When I'm happy, I'd listen to crazy songs like Barbie Girl and such. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; " &gt;When I'm sad, I'd listen to Not Meant To Be, and Sorry That I Loved You. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; " &gt;When I'm bored, I'd listen to sad songs and then I'd start thinking about nonsense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; " &gt;When I'm hyped, I'd listen to songs from Lady Gaga or just any random song anyone plays and perhaps start dancing or start acting like I'm at a concert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;When I'm angry, I don't listen to music at all. Cause I'd be too busy venting my anger. &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/7823856060429414642-4267760103193033199?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/4267760103193033199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/02/day-10-songs-you-listen-to-when-you-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/4267760103193033199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/4267760103193033199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/02/day-10-songs-you-listen-to-when-you-are.html' title='Day 10- Songs you listen to when you are Happy, Sad, Bored, Hyped, Mad'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TUf5S1Db7fI/AAAAAAAAAqM/JaHALLKVyCw/s72-c/music.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-6182491182399250859</id><published>2011-02-01T06:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T06:14:28.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HI THERE! WHAT'S YOUR FIRST IMPRESSION OF ME? :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeText"&gt;HI THERE! WHAT'S YOUR FIRST IMPRESSION OF ME? :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    Answer &lt;a href="http://4ms.me/dGcgni"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7823856060429414642-6182491182399250859?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/6182491182399250859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/02/hi-there-what-your-first-impression-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/6182491182399250859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/6182491182399250859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/02/hi-there-what-your-first-impression-of.html' title='HI THERE! WHAT&amp;#39;S YOUR FIRST IMPRESSION OF ME? :)'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-2500133302647535316</id><published>2011-01-30T15:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T15:58:24.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 09- Something you’re proud of in the past few days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TUUZwdOWliI/AAAAAAAAAqE/YSvQWiOgzjA/s1600/nobody.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TUUZwdOWliI/AAAAAAAAAqE/YSvQWiOgzjA/s400/nobody.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567884834582730274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I'm proud of the team, for playing so well during IJ's game two days ago! Girls, all of you did really well. So wipe those tears away, and prepare ourselves for the upcoming match and the following round. We'll go a long way, remember? But words don't count, unless we make it happen. Jiayou babies. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7823856060429414642-2500133302647535316?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/2500133302647535316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-09-something-youre-proud-of-in-past.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/2500133302647535316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/2500133302647535316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-09-something-youre-proud-of-in-past.html' title='Day 09- Something you’re proud of in the past few days'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TUUZwdOWliI/AAAAAAAAAqE/YSvQWiOgzjA/s72-c/nobody.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-748749720516884425</id><published>2011-01-28T20:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T20:57:49.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 08 - Short term goals for this month and why</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TUK7dVwyi7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/dOBgUONyZho/s1600/fear.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 154px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TUK7dVwyi7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/dOBgUONyZho/s400/fear.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567218202115738546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Since Jan's ending, I shall state my goals for Feb! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;I wanna work hard in my studies, and get the best grades I've ever gotten in Secondary School. All these years, my results have been horrendous I tell you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I wanna work hard for Netball. Today, we played with IJ Toa payoh. We could've won. But anyway, we only lost by 3 and that's great improvement! We've put up a really tough fight, and I'm very proud to say that! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I wanna not eat sooo much during CNY. LOL, sinful leh. And I heard second round's gonna be right after CNY, so we gotta do our own fitness trainings and such.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I wanna have stronger bonds with my team mates, classmates and best friends! I really can't juggle my stuff well, so I hope things would stay the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;That should be about it!&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I love my girls, to the max!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&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/7823856060429414642-748749720516884425?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/748749720516884425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-08-short-term-goals-for-this-month.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/748749720516884425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/748749720516884425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-08-short-term-goals-for-this-month.html' title='Day 08 - Short term goals for this month and why'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TUK7dVwyi7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/dOBgUONyZho/s72-c/fear.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-7263574905295898235</id><published>2011-01-27T21:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T21:44:54.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 07- A picture of someone/something that has the biggest impact on you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;THE THREE HOLY Ms IN MY LIFE.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I'm sorry, but these three people has changed me. There's definitely many more, but specifically these three.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TUFtKIdXemI/AAAAAAAAAp0/adIfFzP4NRM/s1600/Mo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TUFtKIdXemI/AAAAAAAAAp0/adIfFzP4NRM/s400/Mo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566850635243420258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Mo. The first M that entered my life. I've known her since I was in Primary 2. We were table partners, we started talking, we became closer and slowly we ALWAYS walked home together with another group of friends. Whenever either one of us had supplementary lessons, we would outside the gate until everyone came out before we'd leave. All these years, we've been through a lot together. Many would think we've never fell out. But we did, just once and only once. Just cause of a tiny misunderstanding, I almost lost someone so important to me. I've watched her, become more matured as each year passes. She's been there for me whenever I need her. It's just natural that I would turn to her whenever I'm troubled now. She's always told me how no other friendship can replace ours. That, will forever be remembered. Sweet girl huh? We've come such a long way, and our road ahead is definitely real long! We're gonna go into adulthood together! Yay! Love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TUFtJxWj_pI/AAAAAAAAAps/C-7PLvhAJ5M/s1600/Ping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TUFtJxWj_pI/AAAAAAAAAps/C-7PLvhAJ5M/s400/Ping.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566850629040864914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The second lovely M that entered. I've known her since secondary 1. I've to admit that she was the first person to catch my eye in the Netball team! With that cool image, daoness and that feeling she gave everyone just made me wanna know her better. If I didn't remember wrongly, I got her number and we started texting! LOL, epic much. But hey, this girl isn't any ordinary one you know. She doesn't open up to people easily, so you gotta try really hard to know what's going on in her mind. She told me she found me weird! Evil much. But look where our friendship is now? She's someone that would leave an impact on you. When she ain't around, you'd feel the emptiness, really. She's super patient, to be tolerate such an annoying person like me, and would always give mature advice when you rant/complain/share your problems. Babe, thanks for always being there. Love ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TUFtJ-d9OkI/AAAAAAAAApk/_RRkgcxvGlY/s1600/M.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TUFtJ-d9OkI/AAAAAAAAApk/_RRkgcxvGlY/s400/M.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566850632561539650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Lastly, the M that came and left me. Haha I'm very sure you know this guy. He entered my life, during secondary 2's inter-house basketball. I accidentally gave him a tight slap across his face. LOL! I can totally remember the scene then.. I guess that would be the only time I had the guts to slap him. We got together on 19th April 2010. Yes, the first few months were really awesome. Slowly, I started to dread the weekends cause we'd argue. He kept me awake during lessons. Always there to disturb me when I was bored, teach me when I don't understand my work etc. What more could I ask for? But for every good point, there's always a bad point. He never tried to understand me, like how I felt or why I do the things I did. Maybe he did, but it wasn't hard enough. I've never fell for anyone so hard. I loved him just as much, or maybe more, despite how badly he treats me. He taught me how to be strong. I held on whenever he was letting go. He's left me many sweet memories that are worth remembering. Thanks for the memories. And for the record, I really loved you and will never be able to bring myself to hate you. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;P/S Sorry for the wordy post.&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/7823856060429414642-7263574905295898235?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/7263574905295898235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-07-picture-of-someonesomething-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/7263574905295898235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/7263574905295898235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-07-picture-of-someonesomething-that.html' title='Day 07- A picture of someone/something that has the biggest impact on you'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TUFtKIdXemI/AAAAAAAAAp0/adIfFzP4NRM/s72-c/Mo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-3035689519361074977</id><published>2011-01-26T20:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T21:05:34.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 06 - Favourite Superhero and why</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TUAa6KgK8OI/AAAAAAAAApE/yQtszoC_LDs/s1600/ben%2Bten.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TUAa6KgK8OI/AAAAAAAAApE/yQtszoC_LDs/s400/ben%2Bten.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566478725983957218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Haha! My favourite superhero is currently Ben Ten! Doesn't it feel like you're meant to do all of these heroic work when some weird watch just clings onto you? What's more, this watch turns you into different kinds of aliens. Omg!!!! Fucking cool, really. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Got one cannot see, but smell so well (Wildmutt). Got one shoot green diamonds (Diamondhead). Got one that can run so fast (XLR8). Got one soooo strong, and has 4 arms (Fourarms). Got one can take over technology one (Upgrade). Just some examples. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Honestly, when my dad first got the Starhub Cable thingy, I thought Ben Ten was some lame show on Cartoon Network. Until I watched it for the first time, I swear it was love at first sight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Have got a match with Outram tomorrow! With IJ the following day. Heard the secondary ones are coming along tomorrow if they watned to? Wow. Hahaha. Miss me while I'm gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Okay this post is gonna end abruptly now.&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/7823856060429414642-3035689519361074977?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/3035689519361074977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-06-favourite-superhero-and-why.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/3035689519361074977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/3035689519361074977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-06-favourite-superhero-and-why.html' title='Day 06 - Favourite Superhero and why'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TUAa6KgK8OI/AAAAAAAAApE/yQtszoC_LDs/s72-c/ben%2Bten.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-277598574141686777</id><published>2011-01-24T20:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T20:40:38.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 05 - A picture of somewhere you've been to</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TT1y4HU5AjI/AAAAAAAAAo8/ECLh1-UUNa0/s1600/hk%2Bdisneyland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TT1y4HU5AjI/AAAAAAAAAo8/ECLh1-UUNa0/s400/hk%2Bdisneyland.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565731022864712242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Credits to Qianyan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Been to Hong Kong Disneyland with this lovely bunch of ladies. Sadly, A FEWWWWW didn't wanna go. Hor!? Hahaha. Had a lot of fun over there! Even the rides are soooo kiddy, we still had fun! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Okay I'm really tired and there's Bio test and IJ's game tomorrow! Shall blog tomorrow perhaps? &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/7823856060429414642-277598574141686777?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/277598574141686777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-05-picture-of-somewhere-youve-been.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/277598574141686777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/277598574141686777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-05-picture-of-somewhere-youve-been.html' title='Day 05 - A picture of somewhere you&apos;ve been to'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TT1y4HU5AjI/AAAAAAAAAo8/ECLh1-UUNa0/s72-c/hk%2Bdisneyland.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-337929684056543752</id><published>2011-01-22T19:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T20:06:45.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 04 - A habit that you wish you didn't have</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TTrHAHiwk3I/AAAAAAAAAos/4OFy5H1rTYA/s1600/everything.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TTrHAHiwk3I/AAAAAAAAAos/4OFy5H1rTYA/s400/everything.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564979094408434546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The habit I wish I didn't have, is the fact that I'm not emotionally strong. I'm pretty sure it's a habit, and it's not in my character. It's like, many others are going through situations that are far more worse than mine, but instead of facing it and settling it strongly, I chose to break down. It wasn't really much of a choice though. Maybe it's something that's been with me since I was young? I don't get something I want, I cry and I get it. I get scolded for doing something wrong, I cry and I get pampered. I receive mean comments, I cry and they apologize wholeheartedly. But now it's a whole different story lah. Once you cry, nobody's gonna feel sorry for you. The world's cruel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The reason for the picture above, "Everything happens for a reason." How true can it be? Learn to accept what's happening, be it to you or around you. Take it strong, and don't let these things tear you down. Stay strong and even if no one's got your back, you know you won't fall so easily. But thankfully for me, I've got awesome girlfriends that I can count on. Lovely girls! Wouldn't know where I'd be or how I'd be feeling now without them, yes? &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/7823856060429414642-337929684056543752?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/337929684056543752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-04-habit-that-you-wish-you-didnt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/337929684056543752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/337929684056543752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-04-habit-that-you-wish-you-didnt.html' title='Day 04 - A habit that you wish you didn&apos;t have'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TTrHAHiwk3I/AAAAAAAAAos/4OFy5H1rTYA/s72-c/everything.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-9178455821541848058</id><published>2011-01-21T17:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T17:42:45.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 03- A picture of you and your friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TTlRHt3MA4I/AAAAAAAAAoc/p3CcssMaaUc/s400/amk%2Bnetball.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564568007604962178" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TTlUUQpCkXI/AAAAAAAAAok/UBQOLrcM27M/s1600/friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TTlUUQpCkXI/AAAAAAAAAok/UBQOLrcM27M/s400/friends.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564571521634177394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TTlRHZCln7I/AAAAAAAAAoM/_a1c6x1vQ_Y/s1600/dashDASH-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TTlRHZCln7I/AAAAAAAAAoM/_a1c6x1vQ_Y/s400/dashDASH-.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564568002015633330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I understand it's supposed to be only 1 picture, but who cares. These people mean the world to me and nothing's gonna change that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Toppest, the B Division Amk Netballers of Year 2011. They're an awesome bunch of girls. We've been through a lot as a team. So far, there's only tough trainings and the first match of the season. Girls, we've got just that little bit of time left together.. Let's treasure this time left, and make the best out of it. Love you girls! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The second, Xiaojiao, Joey, Cristabel and Yunrou. Sorry Rou, couldn't find one picture that has all of us in it! But hey, you babes are really awesome too! You've made lessons extremely enjoyable, even when teachers with monotone voices step into the class. :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Last but not least, dashDASH-. Almost everyone knows you guys! Haha. It's always good to have many connections outside of school. Cause of you guys, I stepped out of my comfort zone and met up with you people. I don't usually meet up with the people I get to know online! Have never regretted meeting you awesome peopleeee. dD- ftw yoz! :)&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/7823856060429414642-9178455821541848058?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/9178455821541848058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-03-picture-of-you-and-your-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/9178455821541848058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/9178455821541848058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-03-picture-of-you-and-your-friends.html' title='Day 03- A picture of you and your friends'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TTlRHt3MA4I/AAAAAAAAAoc/p3CcssMaaUc/s72-c/amk%2Bnetball.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-5300916915592723982</id><published>2011-01-20T20:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T20:05:38.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 02- The meaning behind your blog name</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Actually, there's no reason behind it lah. I just wanted some cheem cheem blog name, and ended up thinking of this. Apparently it's a song title too. The song isn't that bad.. Go listen! ^^ Light up the sky by Yellowcard! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Today, we planned our class drama. Once again, I'm the mum. Yayyyz. Psssh. Wanted to try a new role, but apparently, according to Samuel, I'm the only female actor. Anywayz, my ex boyfriend's my son. LOL, how exciting yes? Looking forward to how it'd turn out. :)&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/7823856060429414642-5300916915592723982?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/5300916915592723982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-02-meaning-behind-your-blog-name.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/5300916915592723982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/5300916915592723982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-02-meaning-behind-your-blog-name.html' title='Day 02- The meaning behind your blog name'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-258418527147956798</id><published>2011-01-19T19:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T19:47:22.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 01- A recent picture of you and 15 interesting facts about yourself</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Okay. The reason why I'm doing this is to keep my blog alive and that I won't run out of things to blog about. Awesome idea yes? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TTbLd7XHiiI/AAAAAAAAAoE/CAe0cnRa7qQ/s1600/meiping%2Band%2Bself.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TTbLd7XHiiI/AAAAAAAAAoE/CAe0cnRa7qQ/s400/meiping%2Band%2Bself.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563858104674126370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the most recent picture of myself I could find, which is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;credited&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Zirui&lt;/span&gt;. Taken on 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Jan! :B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;15 facts about myself:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I am very emotional.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I love the colour pink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I love my girlfriends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I have more unglam pictures of myself than glam ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I enjoy hanging around with the people I love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I tend to be too naive, and hate accepting reality sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I hate it when you say mean things to me and have got no limit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;When I love someone, I give my all and make sure that that someone feels appreciated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I treasure each and every one of the people around me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I love sushi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;When I say I'm angry, you'd better believe me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I'm different when I'm at home, and when I'm in school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;People tell me to let go. But sometimes, I hang on because it was something worth hanging on to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;When I'm high, don't try to make me normal cause when I do, I'd be awfully quiet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I've got raging jealousy hormones. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7823856060429414642-258418527147956798?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/258418527147956798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-01-recent-picture-of-you-and-15.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/258418527147956798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/258418527147956798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-01-recent-picture-of-you-and-15.html' title='Day 01- A recent picture of you and 15 interesting facts about yourself'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TTbLd7XHiiI/AAAAAAAAAoE/CAe0cnRa7qQ/s72-c/meiping%2Band%2Bself.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-2174449153233889003</id><published>2011-01-19T18:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T19:06:34.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello worldz!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TTbDTtdhZcI/AAAAAAAAAn8/16dkCu0o_Fw/s1600/how%2Bdo%2BI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TTbDTtdhZcI/AAAAAAAAAn8/16dkCu0o_Fw/s400/how%2Bdo%2BI.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563849133051176386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In actual fact, I don't know either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Omgz! I'm so sorry I abandoned this place for approx 15 days! Feel guilty. Haha. Okay it's the third week of school already, and I'm still getting used to waking up early in the morning and reaching home in the late evening. Torturous I tell you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Today's the first day of learning journey. Went over to Nanyang Poly for some talks. Alicia and myself have been really interested in the course for Hospitality and Tourism (no, it does not involve working as a nurse).  When they were talking about it, I swear I was all smiles. Sounds so enjoyable. It's a course for people that enjoy meeting people! Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Went back home aftermath. Shopped a little online, and I slept all the way from approx 2plus until 6! How the hell am I gonna sleep tonight man!? Compulsory, yet unofficial training tomorrow @ SJC. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Netball season has started. Our first game against Crescent wasn't played well. Even though we won, Ms Huang was obviously disappointed with us. Whatever! Forget about that. Focus on next match. Yayz! Ijtp. How exciting yes? Jiayou babygirls! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;And I wonder if I'm important to you, as you are to me now.&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/7823856060429414642-2174449153233889003?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/2174449153233889003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/01/hello-worldz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/2174449153233889003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/2174449153233889003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/01/hello-worldz.html' title='Hello worldz!'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TTbDTtdhZcI/AAAAAAAAAn8/16dkCu0o_Fw/s72-c/how%2Bdo%2BI.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-1349694789385803634</id><published>2011-01-04T22:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T22:35:18.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This will be my last,</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558338065854458418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TSMvBYTJajI/AAAAAAAAAn0/fWa4j-RP7O8/s400/%25231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TSMu5mfQEzI/AAAAAAAAAns/5ZuszjYpuso/s1600/#2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558337932224369458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TSMu5mfQEzI/AAAAAAAAAns/5ZuszjYpuso/s400/%25232.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TSMu5X48wtI/AAAAAAAAAnk/nctEyPgxVcc/s1600/#3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558337928305623762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TSMu5X48wtI/AAAAAAAAAnk/nctEyPgxVcc/s400/%25233.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'd rather hurt myself, than to hurt you. But did you care? No you didn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TSMu5HgOFCI/AAAAAAAAAnc/Pe7n5j8FZvw/s1600/#4.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558337923906933794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 334px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TSMu5HgOFCI/AAAAAAAAAnc/Pe7n5j8FZvw/s400/%25234.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That's why I chose to give up. I'm moving on and saying goodbye to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TSMu4ovgtaI/AAAAAAAAAnU/0eV5ojUvIwE/s1600/#5.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558337915649570210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TSMu4ovgtaI/AAAAAAAAAnU/0eV5ojUvIwE/s400/%25235.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TSMu4jRQU5I/AAAAAAAAAnM/PT0CJlqO1vQ/s1600/#6.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558337914180490130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TSMu4jRQU5I/AAAAAAAAAnM/PT0CJlqO1vQ/s400/%25236.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Anyone out there willing to give me one. I really really really, desperately need one.. :(&lt;/span&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/7823856060429414642-1349694789385803634?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/1349694789385803634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/01/this-will-be-my-last.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/1349694789385803634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/1349694789385803634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2011/01/this-will-be-my-last.html' title='This will be my last,'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TSMvBYTJajI/AAAAAAAAAn0/fWa4j-RP7O8/s72-c/%25231.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-633626373242331990</id><published>2010-12-31T19:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T20:50:40.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello 2011!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TR3JqtHPP1I/AAAAAAAAAnE/3pVbm_f46b0/s1600/hakuna+matata.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556819250746703698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TR3JqtHPP1I/AAAAAAAAAnE/3pVbm_f46b0/s400/hakuna%2Bmatata.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2010's ending really really soon! Goodbye 2010, and hello 2011! I really hope 2011 is gonna be an awesome year, since it'll be my last year in Amkss.. I'll leave everything in 2010, where it's suppose to be. It's a new year, and it's gonna be different from 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TR3JqblDKnI/AAAAAAAAAm8/V4RgzyNvDD8/s1600/Alicia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556819246039902834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TR3JqblDKnI/AAAAAAAAAm8/V4RgzyNvDD8/s400/Alicia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Alicia! You've been such an awesome friend these year and I've watched you slim down by soooo much! You've changed a lot too. Much happier in fact! :) Thanks for hearing me out whenever I needed you. You a lot of patterns lor. Cocky, but I like! Remember our future plans together! :P &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TR3JqGWiTgI/AAAAAAAAAm0/oa2offjh2do/s1600/Qianyan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556819240341884418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TR3JqGWiTgI/AAAAAAAAAm0/oa2offjh2do/s400/Qianyan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Qianny! You're forever so creative! Since sec 1, all of our birthday surprises have been planned by you! You never fail to come up with one that shocks everyone. Haha! Highlights were Val's and Meiping's! You're one matured girl. You handle situations calmly, and never get agitated unless things really go out of hand. Admire you a lot! Stay happy girl! Your cheerfulness puts smiles on millions of faces!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TR3JgiGdngI/AAAAAAAAAms/eg7PIb6xvkY/s1600/Bibi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556819075991969282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TR3JgiGdngI/AAAAAAAAAms/eg7PIb6xvkY/s400/Bibi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bibi! Slim, long, sexy etc. Everything a girl wants! Haha! You're one junior that never fails to make my day and make me laugh non-stop! I laugh at your laughter, you laugh at mine. We've been through a lot together. It goes allll the way back to our primary school days! All the fun we had was a memory worth remembering! Babe, we should totally keep in touch alright, esp after I grad! Don't wanna lose someone as awesome as you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TR3JgiMW2SI/AAAAAAAAAmk/4kL7HBNSgKw/s1600/Meiping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556819076016691490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TR3JgiMW2SI/AAAAAAAAAmk/4kL7HBNSgKw/s400/Meiping.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pingping! Haha! Remember that nick I gave you somewhere around last year? I remember you complaining how gay it was, but still accepted it and responded everytime I called you that! Manz, our friendship is one like none other! You caught my attention in sec 1, cause of your manliness and coolness. LOL! It's true okay! Babeeeee. Hope our friendship would go a super duper long way, into our elderly years! :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TR3JgXC-MiI/AAAAAAAAAmc/YPnZAnrOT-k/s1600/Zirui.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556819073024537122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TR3JgXC-MiI/AAAAAAAAAmc/YPnZAnrOT-k/s400/Zirui.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hi Miss Tan Chor Lor. HAHA! Oh darling you're one girl that has changed me so drastically! You remember how HIGH was my xiao dian a not!? After mixing with you for a while, my xiao dian zi tao drop until negative leh! But nope, I don't regret meeting you and letting my holy xiao dian drop. You made me become a really happy person, in the sense that I laugh at almost everything you can think of! You pwned my life. LOL! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TR3JgOEtj_I/AAAAAAAAAmU/zJXlwJr3IE0/s1600/Val.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556819070615916530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TR3JgOEtj_I/AAAAAAAAAmU/zJXlwJr3IE0/s400/Val.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Good evening Miss Lim Un Glam! Unglam queen leh you! But you know when to take things seriously. Despite being in a relationship, you still manage to be all cheerful and just like yourself. Unlike many other girls that would turn into emo freaks (like me). I admire your defending skills you know! Godly! Bet many fear you! I would like to see you 10 years down the road and see how much you've changed! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TR3Jf8oWJnI/AAAAAAAAAmM/9DtUtLuziCE/s1600/Xiaojiao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556819065933538930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TR3Jf8oWJnI/AAAAAAAAAmM/9DtUtLuziCE/s400/Xiaojiao.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yay! Miss Jiao! I love your chubby cheeks, awesome laughter and super cute character! What would've become of me in class without you! You're one lil' sweetheart in everyone's lives. You are the first girl and never ever scolds vulgarities, or ever hates!!! Everyone can see that you lead a super happy and carefree life, and you're loving it just the way it is. Am so glad to have met you and would never ever wanna lose you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TR3I_c9JrZI/AAAAAAAAAmE/auZtrAjjQzE/s1600/Jennifer.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556818507675053458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TR3I_c9JrZI/AAAAAAAAAmE/auZtrAjjQzE/s400/Jennifer.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hey Fer! Your laughter also damn (Y) one lor. Haha, you always know what's going on in my mind. You know when I'm not alright, even though I say I am. You spoke up for me, when I didn't had the guts to. Thanks for all that you've done for me! I appreciate every single thing! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TR3I-91KOoI/AAAAAAAAAl0/gGmvaHOwTP8/s1600/amk+netball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556818499320035970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TR3I-91KOoI/AAAAAAAAAl0/gGmvaHOwTP8/s400/amk%2Bnetball.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Amkss B'div 2011! Hey girlies! We've been though so much together! Killer trainings, fitness sessions etc. We've become so bonded since the very first time we trained together. You remember how awkward it was during the first training? Miss Huang has trained us so well that we've become a strong team. She has pinned a lot of hopes on us so lets make miracles happen for Miss Huang, the teachers and most importantly, ourselves! I love you girls so much! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TR3I-5zzDVI/AAAAAAAAAls/V_SB3W5O074/s1600/class+34"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556818498240580946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TR3I-5zzDVI/AAAAAAAAAls/V_SB3W5O074/s400/class%2B34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Class 3/4! We'll all be in 4/4 next year! And the best part is that no one gets left behind! Yay! Our class is one awesome class yoz! Yeah, no doubt that there're cliques here and there. But we still work together as a class when we have to! Remember sec 3 camp? That, was what that bonded us. You guys, are one of the best things that has happened to me! Hope all of us will keep in touch after graduation and we should totally meet up like 10 years later! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TR3I-kzb1xI/AAAAAAAAAlk/t-G64LyE2YU/s1600/Marcus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556818492601915154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TR3I-kzb1xI/AAAAAAAAAlk/t-G64LyE2YU/s400/Marcus.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;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last but not least, Marcus Tan. We've been through a lot, haven't we? Yes you've given me a lot to remember. Definitely not someone I'd forget! I don't blame you for all the hurt you've caused me. Cause, with all of that, I've become a stronger person. I went through the pain, no other girl would ever go through for a guy. I thank you, so much, for everything you've ever sacrificed for me. Esp your time! 7 months is no joke. I know other couples might have lasted longer. You were important to me, and you still are even as my friend. Stay in touch even after graduation alright! Would love to have you in my life, all the way till I'm old. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7823856060429414642-633626373242331990?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/633626373242331990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/12/hello-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/633626373242331990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/633626373242331990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/12/hello-2011.html' title='Hello 2011!'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TR3JqtHPP1I/AAAAAAAAAnE/3pVbm_f46b0/s72-c/hakuna%2Bmatata.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-8260375741347004122</id><published>2010-12-28T08:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T08:59:53.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A whole new world.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TRk1UMXMGaI/AAAAAAAAAlU/6RjLHauonKk/s1600/Yay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555530236370360738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TRk1UMXMGaI/AAAAAAAAAlU/6RjLHauonKk/s400/Yay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Haven't been updating much cause I've been going out almost everyday. Heehee! Gotta treasure the time now, cause o's are coming up and there wouldn't be time to go out with your best buds right? Haha! So yeah, been going everywhere the past few days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Basketball with Cia, Mo and Fariz last Wedesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(Whoops, I forgot what I was doing last Thursday but I went out too!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Movie and arcade with the girls last Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Relatives came over for Christmas last Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Out to Xiaojiao's church with Cia, Xiaojiao and Jennifer last Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Training and Evergreen Netball bbq yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Science Centre with Mo, Meiping and Qianyan today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Woah. All my $$ fly. But they are really a bunch of lovely people to hang out with! Such darlings. Man, so gonna miss them after we graduate and go seperate ways! Heehee thinking a lil' far. Gonna have so much fun later on! Shall update you guys soon! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7823856060429414642-8260375741347004122?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/8260375741347004122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/12/whole-new-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/8260375741347004122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/8260375741347004122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/12/whole-new-world.html' title='A whole new world.'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TRk1UMXMGaI/AAAAAAAAAlU/6RjLHauonKk/s72-c/Yay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-8229332477769700522</id><published>2010-12-22T21:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T21:20:22.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love my life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TRH5NLGAuuI/AAAAAAAAAlI/oT9ZSYvNa4I/s1600/smileee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553493820236151522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TRH5NLGAuuI/AAAAAAAAAlI/oT9ZSYvNa4I/s400/smileee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Out for basketball with Mo, Alicia and Fariz. Awesome people I tell you! We played at the open space in front of Woodlands Ring Primary. When we got there, I ended up playing Captain's Ball with some church people. HAHA! They're really funny. The in-charge was like introducing them, in a super cute way. Awww, a girl asked for my number and they asked me to go down to play with them everyday. So sweeeet. :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;They've got a performance at Mandarin Orchard Hotel! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Venue: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;6th floor, Main tower &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Time:10am to 12pm! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Date: Saturday, 25th December! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Do go down to support if free okay! Lunch will be served! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks for coming into my life. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&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/7823856060429414642-8229332477769700522?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/8229332477769700522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-love-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/8229332477769700522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/8229332477769700522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-love-my-life.html' title='I love my life.'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TRH5NLGAuuI/AAAAAAAAAlI/oT9ZSYvNa4I/s72-c/smileee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-8423179902033691854</id><published>2010-12-17T13:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T22:42:18.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 15th!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TQrxZtGUJnI/AAAAAAAAAlA/hyj39G3fgng/s1600/happy+birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551514914592663154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 293px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TQrxZtGUJnI/AAAAAAAAAlA/hyj39G3fgng/s400/happy%2Bbirthday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Happy 15th birthday to yours truly! Special thanks to Alicia, Qianyan, Mo, Bibi, Zirui, Valerie, Jennifer, Elynn, Brenda and Fariz for coming down today to celebrate my birthday. Although there was a hiccup halfway.. All of us didn't expect it to happen. Bibi, guilty conscience will kill them. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I would like to thank all those that has wished me, be it through SMS, phone call or Facebook! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Through SMS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Qianyan. Guanhong. Alicia. Farid. Alroy. Hazel Yow. Glenda. Sindhu. Zirui. Bibi. Natasha. Yunying. Momo. Xavier. Larraine. Meiping. Marcus Tan. Alf Khoo. Alwin. Cheryl. Daddy. Shiru. Darryl. Callista. Valerie. Joey Chua. Richie. Wenxuan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Through phone call&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Utama. Sharone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Through Facebook&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Mingxian. Sepent. Huajian. Darren. Angela Chay. Engkiat. Amelia Utama. Amanda Ong. Melvin. Eileen. Ximin. Andy. Dongshu. Thomas. Dylan. Jasmine. Chantal. Eugene Yong. Sheena. Lydia Thio. Marcus Chua. Anila. Weihong. Cassandra. Ng Yiqing. Nazri. Previn. Lixin. Amanda Low. Nicholas Tay. Wenjing. Jiawen. Jerfersen. Baosheng. Peihua. Jaselyn. Joyce. Bing. Silas. Desiree. Clayton. Hong Weizhen. Darleen. Shiqi. Vanessa Goh. Jonathan Koh. Darrel. Benedict. Cristabel. Jianan. Seowkit. Yaowei. Bjorn. Masturina. Hazel Lim. Danry. Fiqar. Melissa Boswell. Nicholas Tan. Melissa Low. Sherylyn. Jingying. Ryan Lum. Jialat. Joel Goh. Enqi. Yongjie. Steph. Zen. Rindy. Wilbert. Zhuhui. Annette. Lydia. Enny. Leah. Farhana. Soosian. Darryl. Jocelyn. Leslie. Clarisse. Clarette. Genevieve. Vanessa (sista). Yanfen. Attiqah. Angelica. Zhaowei. Luocheng. Jodie. Benjamin. Edsel. Elaine Poh. Ayu. Sindhu. Lee Weizhen. Jarine. Sat. Tzesian. Amanda Lim. Mitchelle. Sharky. Vince. Jason. Jiayi. Regine. Joey Yong. Robin. Farihah. Devin. Atiqah. Jaslin. Amiera. Mr Yap. Kiansam. Sharifah. Chongyang. Hongchye. Kartini. Ken Tan. Nadia. Hazwani. Rohit. Tristan. Yunfann. Wendy. Elroy. Sharizan. Yongtze. Miss Chia. Miss Chin. Cheryl Tong. Cheryuen. Weohteng. Denzel. Rowena. Calvin. Yuxin. Mdm J. Rosalind. Teresa. Gabriel. Aiqi. Ailing. Minqian. Vivenne. Bryan Chan. Zixiang. Feroz. Celine Chua. Fengyu. Vincent. Yunrou. Melissa Butt. Lloyd Tan. Shaozhe. Cheeshan. Brenda. Cheryl Tay. Tengyi. Yixian. Denise Toh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;P/S I only mentioned each name once. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Mo, Qianny, Alicia and Fariz just came over! They brought my RAINBOW cake and birthday cards. Omg, damn sweet of them. I remember I wished for a rainbow cake for my birthday cake, and I really got it! Such sweet girls (and guy) yeah? I love you people! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;P/S ALL except one of my birthday wishes came trueeeeeeeee!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7823856060429414642-8423179902033691854?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/8423179902033691854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-15th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/8423179902033691854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/8423179902033691854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-15th.html' title='Happy 15th!'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TQrxZtGUJnI/AAAAAAAAAlA/hyj39G3fgng/s72-c/happy%2Bbirthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-5245013995004501325</id><published>2010-12-16T16:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T16:05:26.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3/4 chalet!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TQnHNnWhDKI/AAAAAAAAAk4/s9Xoj_5ZlE8/s1600/feeling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551187052426497186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TQnHNnWhDKI/AAAAAAAAAk4/s9Xoj_5ZlE8/s400/feeling.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Class chalet was kinda boring at first. But as night fell, it got really exciting and fun! Muahahaha. Went for night walks with my buddy. Awesome much. Talked pretty much I guess. Found out things I really wanted to know. If only my girlfriends stayed over! Haha. Match with Nanyang today. Wah, I swear it kinda sucked although we won by 4. Gosh, train harder train harder!!! Jiayou girlies. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey bud. I know you're not really a night person and can't really ton. But I'd really like to thank you so damnnnn much for keeping me company throughout the night, even though you fell asleep a few minutes before I left. You even set your alarm to ensure I won't be late for my match. Without you, I think I would be snoring like some pig and be late. Once again, thanks a million for such an amazing night. Would never forget it. :)&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/7823856060429414642-5245013995004501325?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/5245013995004501325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/12/34-chalet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/5245013995004501325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/5245013995004501325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/12/34-chalet.html' title='3/4 chalet!'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TQnHNnWhDKI/AAAAAAAAAk4/s9Xoj_5ZlE8/s72-c/feeling.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-8511112709411150320</id><published>2010-12-08T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T21:30:36.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The only exception.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TP-IX6YqKnI/AAAAAAAAAkw/Y6Swa7a8lIw/s1600/you%27re+the+one+thing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548303210334792306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TP-IX6YqKnI/AAAAAAAAAkw/Y6Swa7a8lIw/s400/you%2527re%2Bthe%2Bone%2Bthing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is what you get for being ugly.&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/7823856060429414642-8511112709411150320?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/8511112709411150320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/12/only-exception.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/8511112709411150320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/8511112709411150320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/12/only-exception.html' title='The only exception.'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TP-IX6YqKnI/AAAAAAAAAkw/Y6Swa7a8lIw/s72-c/you%2527re%2Bthe%2Bone%2Bthing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-154274320347721492</id><published>2010-12-07T17:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T17:18:05.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3rd December marked the second end of my 7 month long relationship with the awesome guy, Marcus Tan. Okay I know many thinks he isn't treating me right and such. But hey, he's really nice too you know. Yeah sure you may think that everybody would speak up for their ex or boyfriend, but I still believe he has his reasons for doing so. He's really an awesome person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's over, but nonetheless, I miss him. Hey love, I still love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7823856060429414642-154274320347721492?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/154274320347721492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/12/3rd-december-marked-second-end-of-my-7.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/154274320347721492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/154274320347721492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/12/3rd-december-marked-second-end-of-my-7.html' title=''/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-5652803431826013203</id><published>2010-12-01T12:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T12:19:47.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When you said you love me,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TPXL2E7ZSeI/AAAAAAAAAko/wQCQw3RV-pk/s1600/cheetah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545562646072871394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 324px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TPXL2E7ZSeI/AAAAAAAAAko/wQCQw3RV-pk/s400/cheetah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hey darlings. Really sorry that I haven't been updating. Lazy and have got nothing much to say. :P Heehee. Netball camp's tomorrow! *screams* I really hope it isn't gonna be energy draining. But I'm really sure I'd have a really awesome time with the girls! Lovely ladies. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Will only be back on Saturday. Hope I'd remember that I can actually be active on Twitter. And my mum's company is having their annual Christmas party @ Universal Studios, which would be on Sunday. Woah, my weekend is packed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The awesome Qy talked some sense into me yesterday. Is this what I really want? Is all of this worth it? I don't know. But the memories, really ain't easy to let go. But nevertheless, thanks babe. You're awesome! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On a side note, 3/4 chalet is in exactly 2 weeks! My birthday is in 16 days! Christmas is 24 days away! Wow. Eventful! :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7823856060429414642-5652803431826013203?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/5652803431826013203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/12/when-you-said-you-love-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/5652803431826013203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/5652803431826013203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/12/when-you-said-you-love-me.html' title='When you said you love me,'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TPXL2E7ZSeI/AAAAAAAAAko/wQCQw3RV-pk/s72-c/cheetah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-8744260101499889048</id><published>2010-11-23T20:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T20:43:56.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I really wanna hate you, but I know I can't.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No picture now. I can't believe I'm blogging the second time today. Sorry world. I've never felt like such a failure before. Seriously. I mean like, I swear I'm fine! But deep deep deep deep deep (multiply that by a million cause I've a very big heart ^^) down inside, I'm crushed. Like nobody ever showed me mercy. What did I do wrong? Never knew it was gonna feel so bad and sucky. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Help me! I really don't wanna think about all of these, but no matter what I do, I'd get reminded of them. Swear this sucks big time. Hey blog, I'm really sorry for treating you like that. I love you and thanks for being here. :')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Love. I don't know if you're&lt;strong&gt; EVER&lt;/strong&gt; gonna read this but whatever. Stop trying so hard. You know it's never gonna work. Sorry, but you're someone I love (so fucking much) and I won't let those that I love go that easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7823856060429414642-8744260101499889048?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/8744260101499889048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-really-wanna-hate-you-but-i-know-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/8744260101499889048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/8744260101499889048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-really-wanna-hate-you-but-i-know-i.html' title='I really wanna hate you, but I know I can&apos;t.'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-5750947109653311641</id><published>2010-11-23T10:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T10:33:44.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It was only just a dream.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TOsmaOPuJDI/AAAAAAAAAkg/f9HE8T3S8Cc/s1600/sometimes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542565998352016434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TOsmaOPuJDI/AAAAAAAAAkg/f9HE8T3S8Cc/s400/sometimes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All I wanted was to talk to you, all I wanted was for us to keep in touch during the holidays, all I wanted was for you to treat nicely. But what did I get from being so patient? Nothing. I don't know what I've ever done to you for you to be treating me like this. Ignoring me on purpose? Well done. Hats off to you, yeah? Hope you're enjoying yourself.. Tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I can't believe how stupid I am. Thinking that good things &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALWAYS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; come to those who wait. So much for waiting this time round. Fuck that yeah. Not believing in that anymore. I feel so screwed up, you know that!? Nah obviously you don't. Cause you can't be bothered with me anymore. I don't mean a thing anymore. If I did, you wouldn't be acting this way, would you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I've never told you how I really felt before, haven't I? Why? Cause I know, no matter how pissed off I am at a certain point of time, I always find myself forgiving you. I treasure you, more than I treasure myself. Guess you didn't know that too? It's alright. There's so much more I wish you'd listen to me say. Like I've mentioned, I'm still waiting for your replies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm still not giving up hope. Remember that!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;P/S Sorry. Let me talk to my blog for this whole post. I don't know who else to talk to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7823856060429414642-5750947109653311641?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/5750947109653311641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/11/it-was-only-just-dream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/5750947109653311641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/5750947109653311641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/11/it-was-only-just-dream.html' title='It was only just a dream.'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TOsmaOPuJDI/AAAAAAAAAkg/f9HE8T3S8Cc/s72-c/sometimes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-8243738004471143621</id><published>2010-11-19T21:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T21:22:32.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 7th baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TOZ5ATOkFxI/AAAAAAAAAkY/PXJgYM0TGDw/s1600/heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541249437594294034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TOZ5ATOkFxI/AAAAAAAAAkY/PXJgYM0TGDw/s400/heart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hey darling! Today marks the 7th month that we're together. Awesome much! Happened to see you in school. Guess that's good enough for me. I ain't expecting much, heehee! Been a really good girl lately. Hope you've been a good boy too! See you soon baby, I love you. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Fitness today was pretty tiring when we were doing all the running. Was kinda fun afterwards. Out with dD- today. Been long since I last saw them! Hahaha. Miss them truck loads. Spent today with everyone but the person I really wanna spend it with. Ohwellzxcs. Thanks for today people! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7823856060429414642-8243738004471143621?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/8243738004471143621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-7th-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/8243738004471143621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/8243738004471143621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-7th-baby.html' title='Happy 7th baby!'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TOZ5ATOkFxI/AAAAAAAAAkY/PXJgYM0TGDw/s72-c/heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-7130992746176401066</id><published>2010-11-18T21:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T21:15:32.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Better than revenge.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TOUkud5R4gI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/Pgh1C0Aq_dI/s1600/waiting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540875297266721282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TOUkud5R4gI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/Pgh1C0Aq_dI/s400/waiting.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Training today was pretty slack. Spent most of the time moving around. But from all the moving, I managed to catch a glimpse of a hawt guy! *wink* Hahaha. Went around *2*ing people. Ended up having all kinds of numbers! LOL. Jokes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;You might wanna skip the next part. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey love. Tomorrow's our 7th. Ain't it awesome? Hahaha. I know we won't be celebrating it (heehee, we never did), but I've a feeling it's gonna be awesome (apart from fitness tomorrow). I know you've warned me that I might not be able to text you or anything, and I'm accepting it. I'll just wait until class chalet I guess. Love, I really miss you. I may be laughing around all day, like nothing's going through my mind. But there's always you. Every night, I hope and pray and wish that I might just get a text from you. Any time's fine, but a text will do. You don't know how my face lighted up when I saw your text last Friday. Alicia, Mo and Jennifer knows. I know you might not see this, but yeah. Guess I'll see you soon! I love you. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&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/7823856060429414642-7130992746176401066?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/7130992746176401066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/11/better-than-revenge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/7130992746176401066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/7130992746176401066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/11/better-than-revenge.html' title='Better than revenge.'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TOUkud5R4gI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/Pgh1C0Aq_dI/s72-c/waiting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-4992586039468691813</id><published>2010-11-17T14:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T21:04:47.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Been long since I last held you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TON1UZAlzqI/AAAAAAAAAkI/h0dxTLvSQJU/s1600/millions.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540400959767039650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TON1UZAlzqI/AAAAAAAAAkI/h0dxTLvSQJU/s400/millions.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yay! Hello world! Am back from the rojak chalet. It was really fun, but kinda disappointing as many backed out in the end. Aww. So much for ton-ing during the first night. Fell asleep around 2 plus cause there wasn't any entertainment around! The second night was awesome! Played some game and drank alcoholic drinks. Damn, was being accused of being drunk by Bjorn Lim. Everyone gave me the evil smile! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Checked out this morning and left for home. I remember how bloody haunted the chalet would be cause of how it looks like. But hey, it turned out really fine and awesome. The beds are comfy too! I swear the ants there machiam unlimited supply one. Clear all of them, 5 mins later you see a larger 'crowd' there. Pssh, annoying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Watching Harry Potter with Alicia, Fariz and Mo later on. I don't like that show, but can definitely give it a shot. Hahaha. Just afraid I'd fall asleep in there cause I'm super tired now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I miss you, love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;edited/181110&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Didn't watch Harry Potter in the end. Went to Mo's house to play instead. Fariz got me addicted to Plants vs Zombies, and Alicia got me addicted to Rock Band. Nice combo lor those two! Had fun with those awesome people! &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/7823856060429414642-4992586039468691813?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/4992586039468691813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/11/been-long-since-i-last-held-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/4992586039468691813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/4992586039468691813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/11/been-long-since-i-last-held-you.html' title='Been long since I last held you.'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TON1UZAlzqI/AAAAAAAAAkI/h0dxTLvSQJU/s72-c/millions.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-953638411675801323</id><published>2010-11-09T20:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T20:26:03.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come with me, stay tonight.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TNk7dEgRmsI/AAAAAAAAAkA/v-DsQtJYWcI/s1600/cucumber.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537522587440093890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TNk7dEgRmsI/AAAAAAAAAkA/v-DsQtJYWcI/s400/cucumber.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Training today was alright, I suppose. Miss Huang was in such an awesome mood, that she had to suan me. Haha, at least she didn't murder us yes? Only a pathetic number of 7 people could train today, as others were excused cause of Olvls tomorrow or other reasons. Ohwellzxcs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mo's dad came to pick us up! Watched Wheel of Fortune. Happily guessing in the car. Oh, Mo and myself were happily talking about bluetooth names in the car. This was our conv..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C:&lt;/strong&gt; Eh you know Marcus' bluetooth name is 'My Bluetooth Name'? &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Apparently, she heard my bluetooth name)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M:&lt;/strong&gt; Huh? Your bluetooth name? 19th's? &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Cause my bluetooth name is 19th's)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C:&lt;/strong&gt; No! As in 'My Bluetooth Name'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M:&lt;/strong&gt; 19th's lah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C:&lt;/strong&gt; NOOOO! It's, *pause for awhile* MY BLUETOOTH NAME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M:&lt;/strong&gt; Correct what. Your bluetooth name is 19th's right! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C:&lt;/strong&gt; Omg. Just pass me your phone. *types out in Mo's bluetooth name*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M:&lt;/strong&gt; Ohhhhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C:&lt;/strong&gt; Stupid leh. Argue for so long just to make you understand that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M:&lt;/strong&gt; *cheeky smile*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Awhile later...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C:&lt;/strong&gt; Eh change your bluetooth name to 'Your Bluetooth Name' lah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M:&lt;/strong&gt; *laugh out loud* YEAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C:&lt;/strong&gt; HAHAHAHA. Then everybody ask you also will be confused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M:&lt;/strong&gt; YEAH LOR YEAH LOR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C:&lt;/strong&gt; On ah! Then I change mine to 'His Bluetooth Name'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C + M:&lt;/strong&gt; *burst out laughing*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I swear it was fucking comical. We were like assholes lah. Haha! That girl is so funny. E learning tomorrow! Still gotta wake up early, boringgggg. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7823856060429414642-953638411675801323?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/953638411675801323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/11/come-with-me-stay-tonight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/953638411675801323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/953638411675801323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/11/come-with-me-stay-tonight.html' title='Come with me, stay tonight.'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TNk7dEgRmsI/AAAAAAAAAkA/v-DsQtJYWcI/s72-c/cucumber.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-2252591491575179626</id><published>2010-11-07T20:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T20:47:05.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forever and always.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TNafF2nXp0I/AAAAAAAAAj4/PPd9fdm_GSQ/s1600/you.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536787714807408450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TNafF2nXp0I/AAAAAAAAAj4/PPd9fdm_GSQ/s400/you.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Guess no texts this longggg weekend. It's alright. Oh gosh, I miss you so dearly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Over to Alicia's to gamble just now. Hahahaha! Hilarious much. Damn epic lah. Lose, win, lose win. Endless! I've realised how unglam Alicia and Fariz can become together. LOL. Won a lot I suppose. Thanks for making my day lovelies! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gym session tomorrow. Suppose it's gonna be fun? Training the next day. I wish tomorrow would be awesome for me.. I'm sure I've waited long enough yes? :\ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7823856060429414642-2252591491575179626?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/2252591491575179626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/11/forever-and-always.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/2252591491575179626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/2252591491575179626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/11/forever-and-always.html' title='Forever and always.'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TNafF2nXp0I/AAAAAAAAAj4/PPd9fdm_GSQ/s72-c/you.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-3148544237835556094</id><published>2010-11-06T20:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T20:31:27.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuck you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TNVI-6AqntI/AAAAAAAAAjw/sohMW61N-bE/s1600/people.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536411562483031762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TNVI-6AqntI/AAAAAAAAAjw/sohMW61N-bE/s400/people.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That's why I didn't wanna give you up, baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;HAPPY 15TH ZIRUIIIIII!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Can you believe it not!? 15 years old already leh. Haha! You should totally grow up, but not too matured okay. Gotta laugh at stupid things too! You've got so many new patterns coming out everyday. And girl, thanks so much for being there whenever I need you yeah. I love you! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Over to Zirui's to 'surprise' her this morning. It failed, because we happen to run into her mum and apparently she called Zirui and went 'Whoops. Don't tell them I told you.' Haha, funny mummy. Ohwellzxcs. Had tons of fun today! Hope that birthday girl did too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;P/S Have I ever mentioned I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FUCKING HATE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; being used? Haha sorry. Guess I didn't. But hey, stop it okay. I've my limits alright. Be friends with whoever you want, just not through me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7823856060429414642-3148544237835556094?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/3148544237835556094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/11/fuck-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/3148544237835556094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/3148544237835556094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/11/fuck-you.html' title='Fuck you.'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TNVI-6AqntI/AAAAAAAAAjw/sohMW61N-bE/s72-c/people.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-300933880214298303</id><published>2010-11-03T18:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T18:36:47.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep bleeding, keep keep bleeding.. Feet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TNE5zOLb53I/AAAAAAAAAjo/KnXWtcu2mzo/s1600/elmos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535268969157224306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TNE5zOLb53I/AAAAAAAAAjo/KnXWtcu2mzo/s400/elmos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I took my phone out today just to check the time. Coincidentally, it was 11.11. As usual, I'd make my wish. And who knew, approx an hour later, my wish came true! Thanks, love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jennifer came over today. Played cards with my sister, then down to my void deck for soccer! Haha sadly, I couldn't contact Mo.. Ended up at Fushan Garden. And decided to play basketball with some unknown people. I was wearing slippers, so had to go barefoot, otherwise I'd spoil my slippers. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Biggest regret of the day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Apparently the floor was so uneven and was fucking rough, so it 'ripped' my skin off. Ouch! Bled like some (insert word). Haha everyone was grossed out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well done, now I can't train tomorrow. Sorry girls! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7823856060429414642-300933880214298303?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/300933880214298303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/11/keep-bleeding-feet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/300933880214298303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/300933880214298303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/11/keep-bleeding-feet.html' title='Keep bleeding, keep keep bleeding.. Feet.'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TNE5zOLb53I/AAAAAAAAAjo/KnXWtcu2mzo/s72-c/elmos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-5994303905879680082</id><published>2010-10-31T13:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T13:53:17.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TM0D2LA5EJI/AAAAAAAAAjg/0HdIFhKyv38/s1600/last+name.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534083746312556690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TM0D2LA5EJI/AAAAAAAAAjg/0HdIFhKyv38/s400/last+name.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;I want you to fall for me so hard, that you become scared to lose me. I want you to dwell in my existence; where a day without me would feel incomplete. I want you to fall as hard for me, as I’ll fall for you. I want you to remember me always, and I want you to chase after me when I push you away. I want you to pull me back when I’m trying to leave. I want to feel the reflexes of my own words. I want you to keep me grounded when I’ve done wrong. I want you to be relentless. I don’t want any constrictions in my chest, but the bones that shapes our interest. I want you to fall so hard for me, that you realize you’ve never even felt this way about someone before.  And if I left, I would want every thing we ever shared to make you remember me. I want all the things we did, said, and never got to; to make you remember me by. I want to know you’ll fall so hard for me that if a song we shared came up on the radio; it would make you have this sudden sharp pain in your chest. And in those fleeting seconds, I hope you know how much you fell in love with me and how you can’t live without me. I hope then, you’ll come chasing after me.  It’s selfish I know, but I want to be the only girl you have your eyes on. I want to be the only girl you actually fell for. I actually want to be the girl you end up with. I want to know you’ll fight for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;P/S What the fuck. Very fast ah you. Bored? Go text someone else lah. Leave him alone. Yes I know I might be over-reacting. Too bad for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7823856060429414642-5994303905879680082?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/5994303905879680082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-want-you-to-fall-for-me-so-hard-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/5994303905879680082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/5994303905879680082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-want-you-to-fall-for-me-so-hard-that.html' title=''/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TM0D2LA5EJI/AAAAAAAAAjg/0HdIFhKyv38/s72-c/last+name.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-5660596103741985034</id><published>2010-10-26T21:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T21:45:12.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the end.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TMbaAELy-sI/AAAAAAAAAjY/HSn2Va9JxUc/s1600/so+what.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532348886929308354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TMbaAELy-sI/AAAAAAAAAjY/HSn2Va9JxUc/s400/so+what.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'll keep reminding myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hey love. Guess today marks the end of our 6 month long journey. This 6 months has definitely been worth it. I enjoyed every little moment I spent with you. Even though it might just be a memory now, I'm sure it'll live with me for a very long time. I'll remember everything that we've been through together, the good and the bad. Celine's gonna be strong. Thanks for the memories love. I'll remember you and all the you've given me. Will be here for you, whenever you need. Am just a call/text away. I love you, buddy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even if I ever fall in love with someone else, it'll never be the same. Because I can't love anyone else like how I love you. Time heals all wounds. I wonder how long time will take to heal mine.&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/7823856060429414642-5660596103741985034?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/5660596103741985034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/5660596103741985034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/5660596103741985034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-end.html' title='It&apos;s the end.'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TMbaAELy-sI/AAAAAAAAAjY/HSn2Va9JxUc/s72-c/so+what.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-3116450970269963392</id><published>2010-10-24T13:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T13:23:02.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Annoying.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TMPAxx8atpI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/DKzZ03Tzb8I/s1600/voicemail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531476728793970322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TMPAxx8atpI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/DKzZ03Tzb8I/s400/voicemail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Look. I don't do the things you'd do. Guess you don't know me well enough huh. But I suggest that you stop spouting nonsense, and telling people I did something I didn't do. Maybe I'm just over-reacting to be actually posting about this. But I think you should get this straight: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'M NOT LIKE YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Out to Sentosa with Mo, Tristan, his brother, Klein, Huimin, Xavier, Miss Lee YY and her two sons. Things went better than I expected it to. Miss Lee YY's two sons are really nice to mix around with. Hahaha! Played alot. Was really tired. Dinner @ Vivo. $7.70 for a plate of rice. Whoooo. Heart pain. Went to Candy Empire with Mo. I swear it's like heaven there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Alright, that's all for today's post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;P/S For the first post, guilty conscience shall kill you.&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/7823856060429414642-3116450970269963392?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/3116450970269963392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/10/annoying.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/3116450970269963392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/3116450970269963392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/10/annoying.html' title='Annoying.'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TMPAxx8atpI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/DKzZ03Tzb8I/s72-c/voicemail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-287808048757070807</id><published>2010-10-20T18:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T18:07:42.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>City lights.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TL69xEJa_DI/AAAAAAAAAjI/lZfBincRHRg/s1600/stay+true.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530066043082046514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TL69xEJa_DI/AAAAAAAAAjI/lZfBincRHRg/s400/stay+true.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;19th's. Happy 6th Monthsary love. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To know you aren't as important to the people that's important to you, it's gonna make you feel like your world's falling apart. Sometimes, all we people need is a little love and a little care. But honestly, all we needed was just that little bit more attention to know that we still mean something to them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heehee, 8 days never post alrd. Something (insert word) to start off. Netball has resumed, with effect from yesterday. And we enjoyed it so much, most of us are suffering from muscle aches today. What an awesome first training yeah? It must be our 'Welcome Back!' present from our coach. Haha! Lessons are resuming too. All the best people! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Shall post again sometime soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7823856060429414642-287808048757070807?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/287808048757070807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/10/city-lights.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/287808048757070807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/287808048757070807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/10/city-lights.html' title='City lights.'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TL69xEJa_DI/AAAAAAAAAjI/lZfBincRHRg/s72-c/stay+true.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-6554077879477648192</id><published>2010-10-12T10:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T10:40:03.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I guess that this really could be my last,</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526981989093185618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TLPI1fvhmFI/AAAAAAAAAjA/EgRL2tPjn7M/s400/travel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Doesn't everyone just fucking hate it when our nightmares just disrupt our beauty sleep every night? Argh. Annoying bitches! My nightmares are getting worse.. Each nightmare leaves me crying. You know how sad that can get!? :(&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My nightmare last night. It was just so heartbreaking and depressing. Some bitch I know was in it, with someone I wish she wasn't with.. :( I remember clearly how badly I cried, demanding for an explanation. Hahaha! And when I woke up, everything was over. Thankfully. But everything's still really clear in my mind. I hate that feeling. Why can't I forget my nightmares like how I forget my sweet dreams? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That's part 1. There's still part 2! There's this evil woman, with this really poisonous spider that can transform into a girl. Apparently, this evil woman looked like Mo's mum! Am so sorry! But it was just coincidental. Mo and myself was trying to kill this girl by making her drink champagne. Damn epic. Scary though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's been long since I've really expressed how I feel here.&lt;/em&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/7823856060429414642-6554077879477648192?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/6554077879477648192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-guess-that-this-really-could-be-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/6554077879477648192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/6554077879477648192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-guess-that-this-really-could-be-my.html' title='I guess that this really could be my last,'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TLPI1fvhmFI/AAAAAAAAAjA/EgRL2tPjn7M/s72-c/travel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-8135673572745596697</id><published>2010-10-11T19:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T10:17:33.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When I look in the mirror,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TLL4C_X3UbI/AAAAAAAAAi4/pq2OaVn9x9s/s1600/and.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526752422991974834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TLL4C_X3UbI/AAAAAAAAAi4/pq2OaVn9x9s/s400/and.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EXAMS ARE FINALLY OVER! 3 CHEERS FOR ALL WHO'VE MADE IT THROUGH! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, yeah... I can finally get back all that I've sacrificed for this AWESOME examination period. There's just so much! Now I wanna see how long everything's gonna take to fall back into it's place for my normal school life to continue. Exaggerating, yes? But that's just what I want. I'm deprived of many things too! Argh, exam's just being an annoying bitch. Whatever it is, it's all over now! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basketball after school today with that lovely boy, my babe Jennifer, Weizhen and Sepent. Danry joined afterwards. Haha! I swear it's damn funny when we played full court game and when Sepent, Jennifer and myself were in the same team, Jennifer and myself went 'Good game lah!' Epic ttm. Sepent still 'Don't worry! We can do it! Give me high 5!' And we kinda got owned.. Hee, had a lot of fun with these people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I've a tumblr page! Do visit! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.oddlynormal.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;http://www.oddlynormal.tumblr.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&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/7823856060429414642-8135673572745596697?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/8135673572745596697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/10/exams-are-finally-over-3-cheers-for-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/8135673572745596697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/8135673572745596697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/10/exams-are-finally-over-3-cheers-for-all.html' title='When I look in the mirror,'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TLL4C_X3UbI/AAAAAAAAAi4/pq2OaVn9x9s/s72-c/and.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-6778262088602496320</id><published>2010-10-10T16:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T16:28:51.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams are gonna be over!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Been long since I've updated properly. Shall do so tmr when I'm home, or maybe tuesday! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7823856060429414642-6778262088602496320?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/6778262088602496320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/10/exams-are-gonna-be-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/6778262088602496320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/6778262088602496320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/10/exams-are-gonna-be-over.html' title='Exams are gonna be over!'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-8861207290166552907</id><published>2010-10-03T15:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T16:01:07.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just the way you are.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TKg25sds1UI/AAAAAAAAAio/zIofXC7nf7o/s1600/peter+pan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523725307786089794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TKg25sds1UI/AAAAAAAAAio/zIofXC7nf7o/s400/peter+pan.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I may not be pretty, sexy, smart or rich. But even the prettiest, sexiest, smartest or richest girl will never be able to love you as much as I do. - C.Chiam&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Exams are officially starting tmr. I've been a good girl, been studying. I hope I'll be able to do well for this FYE. And for once, meet my parents' expectations. Ever since secondary 1, I've never been able to make them happy with my results. Shall change how things are, yes? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To everyone out there: GOOD LUCK AND ALL THE BEST FOR YOUR EXAMS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yesterday wasn't a good day for me. This morning isn't either. But I'm really glad we've cleared things and are alright now. Baby, remember this. I'm never letting go. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&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/7823856060429414642-8861207290166552907?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/8861207290166552907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/10/just-way-you-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/8861207290166552907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/8861207290166552907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/10/just-way-you-are.html' title='Just the way you are.'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TKg25sds1UI/AAAAAAAAAio/zIofXC7nf7o/s72-c/peter+pan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-2593114514211653601</id><published>2010-09-26T15:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T15:23:19.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The clock'll strike midnight, and she'll be gone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TJ7zEe3RpPI/AAAAAAAAAig/bGfXMBCuc4U/s1600/you+said.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 306px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521117451532739826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TJ7zEe3RpPI/AAAAAAAAAig/bGfXMBCuc4U/s400/you+said.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The exams are nearing. Just about a week left until it's officially the exams.I hate the exams, a lot. It took so many things away from me. I shan't list them out.. It's really depressing. And just when I was expecting someone to say something nice to me, I'll get some bullshit that I don't wanna hear at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Everyday, I wake up feeling all motivated to study and such. Then I'd recall what I've been told, and get all demoralised, moody, emotional etc. Fuck the exam period upside down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Thanks to those who've been trying to keep my mind off things I shouldn't be thinking about. I know you guys want me to stay strong, but it ain't that easy you know. It's like, you wanna build a huge sandcastle, but the waves keep coming in and destroying it. Same concept. When I'm learning to be strong, things always happen to bring me down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wish I was a little girl again, when the toughest decision was to choose which crayon I should use.&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/7823856060429414642-2593114514211653601?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/2593114514211653601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/09/clockll-strike-midnight-and-shell-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/2593114514211653601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/2593114514211653601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/09/clockll-strike-midnight-and-shell-be.html' title='The clock&apos;ll strike midnight, and she&apos;ll be gone.'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TJ7zEe3RpPI/AAAAAAAAAig/bGfXMBCuc4U/s72-c/you+said.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-5151050635792955969</id><published>2010-09-19T20:48:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T06:15:49.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wouldn't change a thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TJYGzO22KLI/AAAAAAAAAiY/Seq1tf4uB1g/s1600/oh+darling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518605870620354738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TJYGzO22KLI/AAAAAAAAAiY/Seq1tf4uB1g/s400/oh+darling.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Yayness! Happy 5th monthsary baby! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Wahlao, today has been such a tiring day for me man! PESS carnival. Didn't win any medals though. Got 4th, and only third placing and above got medals. Depressing much? Oh whatever. Nothing could be worse than being asked to clean the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; FLOOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; with your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; FACE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; towel, by your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;COACH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;. At least ask around for tissue or something lah. After all, it's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MY FACE TOWEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;, mind you. Argh, obviously I was unhappy lah. Fei hua. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A particular team, won ours. Okay, that ain't such a big deal. The big deal is the fact they got all complacent! Like whaaaa...!? If you win a match, without sportsmanship, what exactly have you gained? Oh sure, you got the medal. But would you feel good? Doubt so. Guilty conscience says it all. *shows loser sign* &gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7823856060429414642-5151050635792955969?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/5151050635792955969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/09/wouldnt-change-thing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/5151050635792955969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/5151050635792955969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/09/wouldnt-change-thing.html' title='Wouldn&apos;t change a thing'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TJYGzO22KLI/AAAAAAAAAiY/Seq1tf4uB1g/s72-c/oh+darling.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-7594822399141403695</id><published>2010-09-16T18:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T18:20:14.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fool again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before, she may love again. But if she loves you now, what else matters? She’s not perfect – your aren’t either, and the two of you may never be perfect together but if she can make you laugh, cause you to think twice, and admit to being human and making mistakes, hold onto her and give her the most you can. She may not be thinking about you every second of the day, but she will give you a part of her that she knows you can break – her heart. So don’t hurt her, don’t change her, don’t analyze and don’t expect more than she can give. Smile when she makes you happy, let her know when she makes you mad, and miss her when she’s not there."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I found this when I was going through tumblr. I reblogged this. All the girls that reblogged this paragraph, felt something like 'Awwww, I wish all guys would read this.' or just something along that line. Haha, just posting this here to revive my dead blog! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7823856060429414642-7594822399141403695?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/7594822399141403695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/09/fool-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/7594822399141403695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/7594822399141403695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/09/fool-again.html' title='Fool again'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-4149090344257909779</id><published>2010-09-15T19:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T19:23:59.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smiling miserably</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TJCqBN1jOLI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/tXREabg2-_s/s1600/heaven.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517096481399716018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TJCqBN1jOLI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/tXREabg2-_s/s400/heaven.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yeah, only Heaven knows. I wanna share my misery, but some people just can't be bothered to listen to me. Some don't care.. And who knows, some might even be happy. That's how cruel the world can get. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's been weeks or maybe almost a month since I last posted. Upcoming stuff? Hohoho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;19th September: PESS carnival, 5th monthsary with that lovely boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4th October: First paper for FYE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;11th October: Finally, the last paper for FYE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay, I'm pretty glad the last paper ain't just Emaths paper 1 again. Haha! Otherwise I'd have that &lt;em&gt;aiya-it's-just-maths-paper-1&lt;/em&gt; attitude again, then I'd screw the paper up. Ahhh, who knew. O lvls are coming up too, like less than a year!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To mood swings: Hi, I wish you could just go away for good!&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/7823856060429414642-4149090344257909779?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/4149090344257909779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/09/smiling-miserably.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/4149090344257909779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/4149090344257909779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/09/smiling-miserably.html' title='Smiling miserably'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TJCqBN1jOLI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/tXREabg2-_s/s72-c/heaven.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-413797834645559374</id><published>2010-09-11T21:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T21:43:54.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm stupid and useless</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TIuGfoAVfZI/AAAAAAAAAiI/vwWx__MY7io/s1600/it%27s+not.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TIuGfoAVfZI/AAAAAAAAAiI/vwWx__MY7io/s400/it%27s+not.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515650046518197650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I hope you're feeling better alrd. Cheer up darling! I love you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&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/7823856060429414642-413797834645559374?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/413797834645559374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-stupid-and-useless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/413797834645559374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/413797834645559374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-stupid-and-useless.html' title='I&apos;m stupid and useless'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TIuGfoAVfZI/AAAAAAAAAiI/vwWx__MY7io/s72-c/it%27s+not.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-5131452362898554966</id><published>2010-09-09T20:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T20:31:24.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starstruck</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TIjTXCtaZ8I/AAAAAAAAAiA/hgXMyvaCcOg/s1600/thats+when.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514890136532969410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TIjTXCtaZ8I/AAAAAAAAAiA/hgXMyvaCcOg/s400/thats+when.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;That's when I'll stop loving 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/7823856060429414642-5131452362898554966?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/5131452362898554966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/09/starstruck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/5131452362898554966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/5131452362898554966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/09/starstruck.html' title='Starstruck'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TIjTXCtaZ8I/AAAAAAAAAiA/hgXMyvaCcOg/s72-c/thats+when.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-6190912874403493133</id><published>2010-09-06T16:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T16:18:55.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camera shy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TISjIXezVCI/AAAAAAAAAh4/_cUhs9VhCnQ/s1600/i+wish...png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TISjIXezVCI/AAAAAAAAAh4/_cUhs9VhCnQ/s400/i+wish...png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513711207945819170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogging from Mo's house now. Was supposed to do the class vid for Miss Chin, ended up playing Game of Life with them. Joke lor. Screaming every now and then. LOL! Credits really go to Alicia lah, whole time when we were playing, she wasn't distracted at all. So focused. HAHAHAHA! Goosebumps. Okay, kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geog lessons tmr. Training afterwards. Gonna see Miss Chin for the last time tmr! Ah I love you Miss Chin! Look, public confession. Touched please. :') I hope training would be okay.. Don't kill me Miss Huang.. -pray-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7823856060429414642-6190912874403493133?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/6190912874403493133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/09/camera-shy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/6190912874403493133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/6190912874403493133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/09/camera-shy.html' title='Camera shy'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TISjIXezVCI/AAAAAAAAAh4/_cUhs9VhCnQ/s72-c/i+wish...png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-2748197948094498147</id><published>2010-08-31T20:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T20:14:08.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like gravity, I'll be unstoppable.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/THzwKOtbkSI/AAAAAAAAAho/uUSCRy3Q-vk/s1600/best+friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511544102532649250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/THzwKOtbkSI/AAAAAAAAAho/uUSCRy3Q-vk/s400/best+friends.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Teachers' Day celebrations in school was awesome! I realised our school has many awesome singers. Ownage, muahahaha! Not to mention those dancers.. -speechless- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went home afterwards to wash up, and meet up with Mo. Went back to primary school first. Both of us couldn't enter the school because we weren't wearing any school related clothings. Wtf, since when was there this rule! Mo and myself waited outside for at least 45mins before we could go in lorrrr. Saw many faces for the first time since we graduated. Aidil has become such a gentle person. Used to be so rowdy and such. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Trained down to Amk to meet darling Miss Tan Zirui. Went down to Cine. Xin Wang Cafe for lunch! The lovely Miss Tan Zirui blanjahed. Sweet max! Went around 313 and OC afterwards. Had &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;A LOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of fun in the apple shops, snapping dumb pictures with their webcams etc etc. HAHAHAHA! Pictures will be up on Zirui's! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay, Celine's tired! YES! 4 more days to my dateeeeee! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7823856060429414642-2748197948094498147?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/2748197948094498147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/08/like-gravity-ill-be-unstoppable.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/2748197948094498147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/2748197948094498147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/08/like-gravity-ill-be-unstoppable.html' title='Like gravity, I&apos;ll be unstoppable.'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/THzwKOtbkSI/AAAAAAAAAho/uUSCRy3Q-vk/s72-c/best+friends.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-7100046119333810096</id><published>2010-08-30T19:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T19:40:47.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fyi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/THuYkGC3G8I/AAAAAAAAAhg/kQXqxYoParY/s1600/please+note.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511166314883259330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/THuYkGC3G8I/AAAAAAAAAhg/kQXqxYoParY/s400/please+note.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Get this into your head and remember it well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;THERE'S ALWAYS A LIMIT.&lt;/span&gt;&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/7823856060429414642-7100046119333810096?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/7100046119333810096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/08/fyi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/7100046119333810096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/7100046119333810096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/08/fyi.html' title='Fyi'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/THuYkGC3G8I/AAAAAAAAAhg/kQXqxYoParY/s72-c/please+note.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-7027457617408706921</id><published>2010-08-27T17:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T17:12:18.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When you're looking like that</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/THeAqNKFqfI/AAAAAAAAAhY/B7cfcN_2mXc/s1600/alright.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510014131685927410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/THeAqNKFqfI/AAAAAAAAAhY/B7cfcN_2mXc/s400/alright.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll keep reminding myself. I gotta learn to trust that situations will change for the better. I trust you'll know what I'm hoping for right now. I'm sorry.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've been having saddistic thoughts recently. Like 'What if I get knocked down by a car now?'. I just wanna feel appreciated and being taken granted for.. Just once. Argh, I feel like an emo kid now. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7823856060429414642-7027457617408706921?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/7027457617408706921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/08/when-youre-looking-like-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/7027457617408706921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/7027457617408706921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/08/when-youre-looking-like-that.html' title='When you&apos;re looking like that'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/THeAqNKFqfI/AAAAAAAAAhY/B7cfcN_2mXc/s72-c/alright.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-1454959997713758493</id><published>2010-08-26T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T21:52:36.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're the reason</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/THZvrpycLtI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/ZjM6yS-4rk0/s1600/it+hits+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509713989876854482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/THZvrpycLtI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/ZjM6yS-4rk0/s400/it+hits+me.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I had a nightmare last night. Yes I hate it a lot. It was so depressing and saddening!!! I burst into tears just telling Marcus about it. Hahaha! I should sleep so early anymore. Nightmares always happen when I do that! Hurhur.. I need a hug! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I made someone's day worse. I feel bad. I'm sad. I can't stop thinking how stupid I was. A simple move was enough for me to brighten that someone's day up. But I didn't make that move. Dumb me. I'm sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7823856060429414642-1454959997713758493?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/1454959997713758493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/08/youre-reason.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/1454959997713758493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/1454959997713758493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/08/youre-reason.html' title='You&apos;re the reason'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/THZvrpycLtI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/ZjM6yS-4rk0/s72-c/it+hits+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-4984362473152483939</id><published>2010-08-24T21:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T21:36:09.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I suck</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/THPIUqMF3PI/AAAAAAAAAhI/Y4KWOysuI84/s1600/pooh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 278px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508967026452192498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/THPIUqMF3PI/AAAAAAAAAhI/Y4KWOysuI84/s400/pooh.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yes. I'm short and fat and proud of that! I'm gonna be confident of myself from today onwards. I won't let anyone tear me down anymore. Fuck all of you who've tried doing so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Today didn't go the way I thought it would. I wanted to make up for something, but ended up making things worse. I'm sorry.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;P/S I just found out ice cream tastes it's best when you're feeling down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;P/P/S I've yet to do my SS mindmap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;P/P/P/S Fucking moodless now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7823856060429414642-4984362473152483939?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/4984362473152483939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-suck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/4984362473152483939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/4984362473152483939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-suck.html' title='I suck'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/THPIUqMF3PI/AAAAAAAAAhI/Y4KWOysuI84/s72-c/pooh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-3270528774048397979</id><published>2010-08-21T16:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T16:26:58.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TG-Mn_ZNFGI/AAAAAAAAAhA/CjFhEd_xFlw/s1600/i+wanna...jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 327px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507775487957341282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TG-Mn_ZNFGI/AAAAAAAAAhA/CjFhEd_xFlw/s400/i+wanna...jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On the 19th. Happy 4th darling!&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went to Play Nation with love, Alicia, Fariz and Xj. We were really lucky to be moved into the room. Thank god the room was sound proof. We were screaming our asses off when playing Raving Rabbids. LOL! I just love that game. Hahaha! Love was such a sweetheart that day. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Was talking about our year end plans with Alicia just now. Made me so fucking excited, until she mentioned FYE. LOL. But seriously, I'm gonna be such a happy girl!!! Esp the 'bouncer' job that I might be doing. Muahahahaha! Evil evil evil! &gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7823856060429414642-3270528774048397979?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/3270528774048397979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-4th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/3270528774048397979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/3270528774048397979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-4th.html' title='Happy 4th!'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TG-Mn_ZNFGI/AAAAAAAAAhA/CjFhEd_xFlw/s72-c/i+wanna...jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-7021246862710773855</id><published>2010-08-18T21:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T21:05:16.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooler than me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TGvaJpmx8fI/AAAAAAAAAg4/8fGuNmQQUcM/s1600/meant+to+be.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506734828712751602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TGvaJpmx8fI/AAAAAAAAAg4/8fGuNmQQUcM/s400/meant+to+be.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm sorry that I hurt you with what I said. I promise it'll be my 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/7823856060429414642-7021246862710773855?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/7021246862710773855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/08/cooler-than-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/7021246862710773855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/7021246862710773855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/08/cooler-than-me.html' title='Cooler than me.'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TGvaJpmx8fI/AAAAAAAAAg4/8fGuNmQQUcM/s72-c/meant+to+be.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-8974784852497714598</id><published>2010-08-16T21:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T21:22:50.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What you waiting for.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TGlDOHkkP_I/AAAAAAAAAgw/A_uEP3P14yA/s1600/rawr.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506005929266790386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TGlDOHkkP_I/AAAAAAAAAgw/A_uEP3P14yA/s400/rawr.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My upcoming days are gonna be so fun-filled! -cheers- :)&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/7823856060429414642-8974784852497714598?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/8974784852497714598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/08/what-you-waiting-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/8974784852497714598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/8974784852497714598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/08/what-you-waiting-for.html' title='What you waiting for.'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TGlDOHkkP_I/AAAAAAAAAgw/A_uEP3P14yA/s72-c/rawr.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-329181591912142590</id><published>2010-08-12T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T22:14:59.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everybody has a past.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TGQAAszhEoI/AAAAAAAAAgo/o9LlbnxZ0hg/s1600/You.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504524656580825730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TGQAAszhEoI/AAAAAAAAAgo/o9LlbnxZ0hg/s400/You.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Alamak. I cannot stand it. This picture damn cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today's been damn tiring. Netball interhouse after school. Tired like fuck! :( I swear I felt like sleeping halfway through the time I was umpiring.. Even now, I feel like collapsing and not turn up for school tmr. Haha! Self training tmr! Class drama tmr! How pack.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Talked with Mo about how fast time has flew by. I've known her since I was 8+. And now we're 15! Look. Before we know it, we'll be graduating.. Going overseas to study (okay, maybe not).. Becoming well known.. Getting married.. Having our own children.. Ah. It's just so hard to imagine. But one thing both of us have in common: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WE CAN NEVER FORGET THE NETBALL TEAM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It's so sad.. And we're like just sec 3 now. Wait till we're really graduating. I bet we can flood Amk. :\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7823856060429414642-329181591912142590?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/329181591912142590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/08/everybody-has-past.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/329181591912142590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/329181591912142590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/08/everybody-has-past.html' title='Everybody has a past.'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TGQAAszhEoI/AAAAAAAAAgo/o9LlbnxZ0hg/s72-c/You.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-3514827301249701765</id><published>2010-08-09T23:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T23:28:40.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shitty Low-Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img class="gl_photo" border="0" alt="Add Image" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;TO PSB:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hi. I believe your reason to tag on &lt;strong&gt;MY&lt;/strong&gt; tagboard is to catch my attention huh? Alamak.. I don't see a reason why I should answer your question. If I did, I don't even know who I'm giving info to, right? How about you leave your name, and I might consider telling you things? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yeah I'm big sized, so? Does that mean I can't get into a relationship? Being fat and having big built/bones, are two different things alright. So since I'm big-sized, I can't be with Marcus lah? What kind of fucked up theory you have there. If he, being my boyfr, doesn't mind, in what position do you think you are in to give this kind of comment?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Look at what year it is alrd. 2010!!! Grow up alright. Understand that your little childish acts ain't gonna get you anywhere. I might be over-reacting a little to actually dedicate a whole post to you just because you left a 9 word tag. Your twitting. Omg. Mml only. Dunchh come &amp;amp; twiit wiid miiex okiies? Diisgushtiing uue noee? &gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jealous that I've got Marcus and you don't? Oh sad for you. Get over the fact that he's attached. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love him, so fuck off.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7823856060429414642-3514827301249701765?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/3514827301249701765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/08/shitty-low-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/3514827301249701765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/3514827301249701765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/08/shitty-low-life.html' title='Shitty Low-Life'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-3750810869383888687</id><published>2010-08-07T19:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T19:49:53.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just sit there and watch me burn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;When I walked away just now, I secretly hoped you would come chasing 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/7823856060429414642-3750810869383888687?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/3750810869383888687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/08/just-sit-there-and-watch-me-burn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/3750810869383888687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/3750810869383888687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/08/just-sit-there-and-watch-me-burn.html' title='Just sit there and watch me burn'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-2755545310260993319</id><published>2010-08-06T23:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T00:13:59.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>According to you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TFwxBJJe8eI/AAAAAAAAAgg/gnx-cevR4RQ/s1600/zoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 371px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 232px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502326740445229538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TFwxBJJe8eI/AAAAAAAAAgg/gnx-cevR4RQ/s400/zoo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yay! Excursion to the Singapore Zoo with my babes and Fariz! It's super awesome man! Point from posting cause I'm really tired and lazy to elaborate on certain things! Sorry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mo, Utama, Qianny, Zirui and myself were the first 5 to reach there. So we 'set off' first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Saw many cute animals and went 'omg so cuteeeee' at everyone of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We took our time to walk and slowly look around at the animals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RUSHED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to KidszWorld for the 'Animals and Friends'(?) show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;'oooohed' and 'ahhhhhhed' at the 'swimming' area for awhile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Qianny and myself volunteered ourselves for the show, but got rejected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went on an elephant ride with Zirui and Qianny. It was awesome, and the zookeeper thought we're sisters! And called us Charlie's Angels after that! (Y)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Met up with Alicia, Fariz and Xiaojiao at the Rainforest Fights Back area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went to look at other animals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Back at KidzWorld for KFC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went into this stupid creepy kampong house afterwards. Blardeh hell, scared the shit outta me. There was this zookeeper that stoned there, and the girls told me he was a new wax statue.. Until he started moving.. I got a shock, and teared -.-!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fed the goats, until I started smelling like one too. Fucking smelly I tell you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Played at the water area with Utama, Zirui and Xiaojiao. We discovered this tug-of-boat thingy, and the zipline. Damnnnn fun. We rushed back to inform the others about our 'discoveries' then went back to continue playing. LOL. Childhood yo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Moved on to look at the other animals, as the zoo was closing soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Left the zoo, slept on the bus blah blah blah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bought groceries and went over to Xiaojiao's place for steamboat. Eat until.. (insert word)!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I swear I had a lot of fun with these people. They're damn awesome! Pictures will be up on both Qianny's and Zirui's blog soon! :)&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/7823856060429414642-2755545310260993319?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/2755545310260993319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/08/according-to-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/2755545310260993319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/2755545310260993319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/08/according-to-you.html' title='According to you'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TFwxBJJe8eI/AAAAAAAAAgg/gnx-cevR4RQ/s72-c/zoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-7861200670368985400</id><published>2010-08-04T18:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T18:27:36.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Face drop</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TFk7q2rUJTI/AAAAAAAAAgY/FbsV7O3RHC8/s1600/mistakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501494027227505970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TFk7q2rUJTI/AAAAAAAAAgY/FbsV7O3RHC8/s400/mistakes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And so does everyone else. But we learn to forgive, and also to forget. Some might not forgive, others won't forget. This in turn, brings to others sadness. Why let what happened come between us? All the laughters, inside jokes.. We're gonna let them go? There's not really anyone whom I can really talk or turn to about this. No one truly understands what I feel about all that has happened. When I break down, people say I'm emotional. When I act like nothing has happened and try to pretend to save me the heartache, people say I don't care. You've never caused me any trouble at all. And I'm aware of how much you've been trying to forget about things that happens. Guess you've reached your limit. I don't know how we're gonna get over this. But I don't blame you for anything that has happened. I've thought about it, over and over again. I don't regret any decisions I've made. I want us to be alright, I want us to be okay, I want us to go back to how we used to be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7823856060429414642-7861200670368985400?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/7861200670368985400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/08/face-drop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/7861200670368985400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/7861200670368985400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/08/face-drop.html' title='Face drop'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TFk7q2rUJTI/AAAAAAAAAgY/FbsV7O3RHC8/s72-c/mistakes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-6482484752161207282</id><published>2010-08-01T00:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T00:43:27.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go on and take a bow</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TFRRtwTFfaI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/1LJEtOWs-Ws/s1600/barbie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500110891427134882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TFRRtwTFfaI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/1LJEtOWs-Ws/s400/barbie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Out to catch Sorcerer's Apprentice with Mo, Jennifer and Qianyan today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The show is awesome, I like how all the cool things happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ate at Ahmei after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Had alot of trouble eating, gave up halfway cause my lip hurts damn badly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Home afterwards with Mo. Had h2h talk. (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The truth hurts.. but I like how it got us to where we are now. You're very important, my dear. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/7823856060429414642-6482484752161207282?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/6482484752161207282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/08/go-on-and-take-bow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/6482484752161207282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/6482484752161207282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/08/go-on-and-take-bow.html' title='Go on and take a bow'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TFRRtwTFfaI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/1LJEtOWs-Ws/s72-c/barbie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-5147861196061825137</id><published>2010-07-30T20:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T20:27:24.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one I keep thinking about</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TFLDmTOW6OI/AAAAAAAAAgI/zNq1_Wo2od8/s1600/hugs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499673157735737570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TFLDmTOW6OI/AAAAAAAAAgI/zNq1_Wo2od8/s400/hugs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Weather was damn cold today, was freezing in class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sumo Housed with Mo, Joey, Utama and Cris.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Back to school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Slacked around in school hall, before heading down to ISH for basketball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Played with Marcus, Jonathan, Edward, Sepent and Elvis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Stopped awhile, cause uniformed groups practicing their parade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All left soon after except Marcus and myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Played with sec 5 guys after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I got elbowed at my mouth, lip swelled and I was bleeding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I became damn blur and didn't know what I was doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Looked for Mo in hall and left for home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tired, in pain and I can't talk properly now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Don't feel bad love! ^^&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/7823856060429414642-5147861196061825137?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/5147861196061825137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/07/one-i-keep-thinking-about.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/5147861196061825137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/5147861196061825137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/07/one-i-keep-thinking-about.html' title='The one I keep thinking about'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TFLDmTOW6OI/AAAAAAAAAgI/zNq1_Wo2od8/s72-c/hugs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-1933653834812925275</id><published>2010-07-28T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T22:15:55.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Patience</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TFA3YvJaCbI/AAAAAAAAAgA/AZw9GbfSgu8/s1600/gws.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 357px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 264px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498956043131685298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TFA3YvJaCbI/AAAAAAAAAgA/AZw9GbfSgu8/s400/gws.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Babe, take care of yourself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today, had lunch with Xiaojiao, Cia, Joey and Cris @ Sumo House. Bought KOI, and went back to school to support interclass soccer. 3/4 won only 1 match, and so they're out of the competition alrd. Cheer up dudes! You guys did great! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today, my poor babe got hit by volleyball. Accompanied her to the hospital with the Ongs. Came back not long ago. Poor girl.. Take care of yourself darling. We all know you're trying to tahan the pain, but we can all tell how much pain you're in. You should really learn not to be so stubborn!!! :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today, I realised that not all teachers are old-fashioned and listen to radio stations like 97.2 or 88.3! The Ongs listen to 98.7 one okay. Steady bom bi bi. And I really like how the Ongs argue and talk things out. Damn hilarious. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby, I'm sorry. Cheer up.&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/7823856060429414642-1933653834812925275?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/1933653834812925275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/07/patience.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/1933653834812925275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/1933653834812925275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/07/patience.html' title='Patience'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TFA3YvJaCbI/AAAAAAAAAgA/AZw9GbfSgu8/s72-c/gws.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-6408502466084825357</id><published>2010-07-27T22:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T22:27:11.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The thought of you drives me nuts!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TE7rqf-ZO3I/AAAAAAAAAf4/sV-950jhnvI/s1600/drinking+problem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 392px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498591310436186994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TE7rqf-ZO3I/AAAAAAAAAf4/sV-950jhnvI/s400/drinking+problem.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Click to enlarge. Misunderstandings happen almost all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Training today was alright, except for warm up (as usual)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dinner with netballers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Baby joined awhile ltr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Accompanied him to market&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Saw this cute kitten otw back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I enjoyed the 8 minutes and 24 seconds I spent with him (he counted, not me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was as happy as a lark (look at this Mrs Hairul! Its an idiom!) when I went back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Netballers went, 'What were you guys doing at the staircase?!' Haha cute lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Otw home, these two indian men was flirting with Momo (disgusting I tell you, LOL) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I saw the awesome full, yellow moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm going to bed now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7823856060429414642-6408502466084825357?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/6408502466084825357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/07/thought-of-you-drives-me-nuts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/6408502466084825357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/6408502466084825357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/07/thought-of-you-drives-me-nuts.html' title='The thought of you drives me nuts!'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TE7rqf-ZO3I/AAAAAAAAAf4/sV-950jhnvI/s72-c/drinking+problem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-240741683483333091</id><published>2010-07-26T21:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T21:40:10.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never gonna be alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TE2OpRxQpaI/AAAAAAAAAfw/F_1raGTrW6M/s1600/i+love+you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498207559885039010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TE2OpRxQpaI/AAAAAAAAAfw/F_1raGTrW6M/s400/i+love+you.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No matter how badly I'm being treated. You're willing to change, and that's good enough! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Point form posting again! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today, I got scolded by Miss Ng for teaching Marcus (cause she thought I wasn't paying attention and talking instead)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today, I got wronged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today, I overslept.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today, I'm very tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today, I dread training tmr because it's gonna be at the parade square.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today, I drank KOI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today, I laughed like mad while chatting with Rui and Andy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today, I didn't text a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today, I did my SS mindmap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today, I'm thinking about how I'm gonna pass my Amaths test tmr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today, I need to sleep early!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay I'm gonna feed my neopets, and maybe I'll go to bed alrd! :)&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/7823856060429414642-240741683483333091?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/240741683483333091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/07/never-gonna-be-alone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/240741683483333091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/240741683483333091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/07/never-gonna-be-alone.html' title='Never gonna be alone'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TE2OpRxQpaI/AAAAAAAAAfw/F_1raGTrW6M/s72-c/i+love+you.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-7196142015783057641</id><published>2010-07-24T19:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T20:03:05.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The way I love you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TErVLnFlKrI/AAAAAAAAAfo/exghRFIP2OM/s1600/my+future.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497440690606779058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TErVLnFlKrI/AAAAAAAAAfo/exghRFIP2OM/s400/my+future.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yay! Marcus, ♥!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Training today was alright. Stamina has dropped alot, and when I say alot, I really mean &lt;strong&gt;ALOT&lt;/strong&gt;! Damn yo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lunch with baby and the netballers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Rushed through my bath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Chiong to J8 to meet my family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Homework&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Celine's tired now. Waiting for a text to come in! :)&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/7823856060429414642-7196142015783057641?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/7196142015783057641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/07/way-i-love-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/7196142015783057641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/7196142015783057641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/07/way-i-love-you.html' title='The way I love you'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TErVLnFlKrI/AAAAAAAAAfo/exghRFIP2OM/s72-c/my+future.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-6432742087835672518</id><published>2010-07-23T21:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T21:32:42.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dynamite.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TEmX3jys8JI/AAAAAAAAAfg/Vmva_RVch3k/s1600/how+would+you+like.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 290px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497091800938901650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TEmX3jys8JI/AAAAAAAAAfg/Vmva_RVch3k/s400/how+would+you+like.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Would you? ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;PE was awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pizza Hut with Mo, Utammy, Xiaojiao, Cris, Elysa, Joey and Qiruo after school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gossiped like queens. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Laughed like mad women. Got reminded to lower our volumes twice, and we decided that we should leave if we got remided the third time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Left for home afterwards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I fell asleep on 858, until Woodlands Interchange. Bad part was, I needed the bus driver to wake me up. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I just finished watching Percy Jackson just now. Wah, I swear the show's damn nice. LOL! I literally cheered when the show ended and my mama gave me the 'O.O' look. How mean. Okay training tmr, how exciting. ^^&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/7823856060429414642-6432742087835672518?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/6432742087835672518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/07/dynamite.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/6432742087835672518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/6432742087835672518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/07/dynamite.html' title='Dynamite.'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TEmX3jys8JI/AAAAAAAAAfg/Vmva_RVch3k/s72-c/how+would+you+like.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-5661524400787017821</id><published>2010-07-21T19:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T19:56:20.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not afraid.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TEbfi7K9TkI/AAAAAAAAAfY/Dh7LbX6468M/s1600/i+want+so+badly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 263px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496326186344468034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TEbfi7K9TkI/AAAAAAAAAfY/Dh7LbX6468M/s400/i+want+so+badly.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today, my medal got 'personalised' by Marcus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today, I was supposed to watch Despicable Me, but didn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today, I stayed back to help sell ice cream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today, I completed my maths homework in school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today, I'm very tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today, I still can't get over how cute Jaden Smith is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today, I've been dreading tmr's training.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today, I feel stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ah. Celine's bored! Neopets time! :)&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/7823856060429414642-5661524400787017821?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/5661524400787017821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/07/not-afraid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/5661524400787017821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/5661524400787017821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/07/not-afraid.html' title='Not afraid.'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TEbfi7K9TkI/AAAAAAAAAfY/Dh7LbX6468M/s72-c/i+want+so+badly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-5674628140923718941</id><published>2010-07-20T20:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T21:07:57.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Common denominator.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TEWdXs7R9MI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/v2-ZlgdzARw/s1600/Whenever.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495971950797911234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TEWdXs7R9MI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/v2-ZlgdzARw/s400/Whenever.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Eh I realised posting in point form damn fun! MUAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;First, I finally got my pink contacts alrd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Many think its purple/brown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I learnt how to wear contacts for the first time in my life in 15mins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sold ice cream in school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Baby said my eyes were gorgeous (with contacts on). Ohmybuddha, so sweet. LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Closed 'shop' early cause Mrs Ong got pissed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Did homework at macs with Qianny and Mo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Super don't have the feeling for doing compo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Andy's making me laugh on fb now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I miss Marcus Tan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Eh this is awesome. I'm so high now. Mo thinks I look like a barbie doll with my contacts. Pssssh! Cute ah.. Oh forgot to mention the train ride home is FUCKING TERRIBLE. Supposedly a 20mins ride, before close to 1hr!!!!! Wtf! Tracks fault I think.&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/7823856060429414642-5674628140923718941?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/5674628140923718941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/07/common-denominator.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/5674628140923718941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/5674628140923718941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/07/common-denominator.html' title='Common denominator.'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TEWdXs7R9MI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/v2-ZlgdzARw/s72-c/Whenever.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-116330587452130434</id><published>2010-07-19T19:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T19:41:14.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We'll be a dream.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TEQ3tQC0caI/AAAAAAAAAfI/VcbtljN-sr4/s1600/ily.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495578695839281570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TEQ3tQC0caI/AAAAAAAAAfI/VcbtljN-sr4/s400/ily.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy 3rd, baby. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;School today was awesome. Time flew like (insert word) siol. Okay, I'm really lazy to elaborate on stuffs. So I shall post in point form.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Xiaojiao asked dumb questions like 'Where do dolphins go after they die?', 'Heaven got water meh?' and 'Do giraffes fall down?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Laughed my ass off at her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Baby went crazy and laughed like mad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I got pissed off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lunched with Mo and Jennifer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Scalded my finger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gossiped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Home, and realised I didn't bring my ez link card out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yay! That's about it. Gotta sell ice cream in school tmr, wed and friday. Trainings on thursday and saturday. Wonderful! This week like that full lor. Last week still need to worry about where to go after school. Haha, this sucks. Gonna be so fucking tired by the end of this week. :(&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/7823856060429414642-116330587452130434?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/116330587452130434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/07/well-be-dream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/116330587452130434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/116330587452130434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/07/well-be-dream.html' title='We&apos;ll be a dream.'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TEQ3tQC0caI/AAAAAAAAAfI/VcbtljN-sr4/s72-c/ily.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-2695089521691276647</id><published>2010-07-18T12:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T12:40:04.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish you would just appreciate me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TEKD6GDuIGI/AAAAAAAAAfA/TQZ5UkaJAus/s1600/someone+special.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495099529427296354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TEKD6GDuIGI/AAAAAAAAAfA/TQZ5UkaJAus/s400/someone+special.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Caught 'Blood Pledge' with Qianyan, Rui, Guowen and Andy before attending nomad yesterday! The show is.. Fucking bloody. But the storyline is pretty touching. Over to Rui's house to play cards and rot before entering school. Mo came over afterwards! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nomad was awesome with baby and the girls! Esp the ending when Qianyan and Zirui joined the crowd like mad women and disappeared. Baby disappeared into the crowd too! LOL! Cute people lah they all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Overall, nomad wasn't as good as the one two years ago! In fact, it's kinda boring. I always leave halfway through a performance unless there's people I know performing, or it's worth watching. Not to mention the food there is fucking expensive? LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Reached home around 11 plus. Didn't have dinner, and I feel so different now. Not feeling hungry at all, weird or what? &gt;:) MUAHAHAHA. What should I do now? My poor boyfr's tired after helping out for nomad for so many nights. Take care of yourself love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7823856060429414642-2695089521691276647?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/2695089521691276647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-wish-you-would-just-appreciate-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/2695089521691276647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/2695089521691276647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-wish-you-would-just-appreciate-me.html' title='I wish you would just appreciate me'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TEKD6GDuIGI/AAAAAAAAAfA/TQZ5UkaJAus/s72-c/someone+special.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-3283297475022090965</id><published>2010-07-16T21:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T21:43:20.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make my night last forever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TEBfZSFQVuI/AAAAAAAAAe4/e_9oR-o8Bkg/s1600/i+love+it.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 173px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494496433347253986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TEBfZSFQVuI/AAAAAAAAAe4/e_9oR-o8Bkg/s400/i+love+it.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Baby was just plain mean! Told me last night that someone wanted to be with him forever, and it wasn't me. Okay so I started brainstorming who this girl could be. List down the things I would do when I find out who's this girl. And guess what? This 'girl' turned out to be a guy, which is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FIQAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!!! LOL BASKET! Got me thinking like mad okay! That cute boy gave me his shirt. Muahahaha, am gonna keep the reason to myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;School ended at 10.10am today! Early or what!? Pizza hut brunch with Mo, Rui and Cris. Awesome pictures taken! All would be up on Rui's blog! HAHAHAHA. Over to Cris' house afterwards. Pebbles damn cute! Played Twister with Rui. Wahbiang eh, horror I tell you! -.- Play Pictionary with Mo. Her drawing is (insert word). ^^ Laughed at some vids. Pianoed. Guitared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay I'm dead tired now. And thinking about what I should do before going for NOMAD tmr. Movie with dD-? Bing's not replying my text though. Argh, hate this feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7823856060429414642-3283297475022090965?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/3283297475022090965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/07/make-my-night-last-forever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/3283297475022090965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/3283297475022090965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/07/make-my-night-last-forever.html' title='Make my night last forever.'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TEBfZSFQVuI/AAAAAAAAAe4/e_9oR-o8Bkg/s72-c/i+love+it.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-850908511501450202</id><published>2010-07-15T19:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T18:11:27.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotta be strong.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TD71hx_YlxI/AAAAAAAAAew/uDhc2pyAdhA/s1600/hug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494098556142262034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TD71hx_YlxI/AAAAAAAAAew/uDhc2pyAdhA/s400/hug.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just fucking hug me and tell me you love me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last minute decision to go to Play Nation after school. Went with Zirui, Cris, Brandon and Andy. Yeah we had fun! Haha, but only played for around 3hours and we had to pack up to leave alrd. I realised going there in small groups ain't that fun. Big groups are so much better! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went home around 7plus. On the train, been thinking about many things. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love Marcus Tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and that's that. (Few sentences removed). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7823856060429414642-850908511501450202?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/850908511501450202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/07/gotta-be-strong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/850908511501450202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/850908511501450202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/07/gotta-be-strong.html' title='Gotta be strong.'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TD71hx_YlxI/AAAAAAAAAew/uDhc2pyAdhA/s72-c/hug.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-8375203785307823117</id><published>2010-07-14T18:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T18:20:44.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me plus you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TD2MpyI12TI/AAAAAAAAAeo/sLqZZYxNnSk/s1600/I+just+need+to+know.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 356px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493701769923254578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TD2MpyI12TI/AAAAAAAAAeo/sLqZZYxNnSk/s400/I+just+need+to+know.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sorry for not updating for such a long time. Been really really really lazy. No netball this week, but have been really tired. Smile. Laugh. Go school. Cry. Learn. Sleep. Eat. Play. Life's becoming boring.. LOL. I sound sucidal. &gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Over to Zirui's after school to pass her homework to her, and laze around for awhile with Luv and Jennifer. Luv left awhile ltr to play basketball in school. :( As usual, laughed like mad women, gossiped, kachiao me etc etc. Left her house around 4plus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Maybe I really am weak. I gotta learn to be stronger, for you. Tired of getting hurt. I love you, and I'm not gonna let that go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;Him:&lt;/strong&gt; I never meant to hurt you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Her&lt;/strong&gt;: Whatever you say doesn't matter anymore, because in the end that's exactly what you 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/7823856060429414642-8375203785307823117?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/8375203785307823117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/07/me-plus-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/8375203785307823117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/8375203785307823117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/07/me-plus-you.html' title='Me plus you'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TD2MpyI12TI/AAAAAAAAAeo/sLqZZYxNnSk/s72-c/I+just+need+to+know.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-2546335926833942499</id><published>2010-07-10T19:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T19:48:33.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss your smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TDhcNUPDhNI/AAAAAAAAAeg/_ebW503sbj0/s1600/wishes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492241129418228946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TDhcNUPDhNI/AAAAAAAAAeg/_ebW503sbj0/s400/wishes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I wish..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Training today was alright lah. Haven't been having any intensive trainings lately. And there wouldn't be any trainings next week due to NOMAD... Dai.. Stamina gg alrd. And I'm actually stressing about this. I was fucking demoralised by what Miss Huang said today when Qianyan actually tried to encourage me. But somehow, maybe she's just right. After all, I've got a great responsibility huh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went down to Orchard to look for daddy after training. Daddy drived to Paragon, was supposed to have lunch there. Carpark full, so he drove all the way to Bishan. And what the fuck? I could've just met them at Bishan. Waste my $$ leh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay I'm damn lazy to post about what happened afterwards cause I guess it'll be kinda useless. Wouldn't it? HAHAHA. Celine's tired!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7823856060429414642-2546335926833942499?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/2546335926833942499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-miss-your-smile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/2546335926833942499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/2546335926833942499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-miss-your-smile.html' title='I miss your smile'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TDhcNUPDhNI/AAAAAAAAAeg/_ebW503sbj0/s72-c/wishes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-2326040003334177711</id><published>2010-07-09T20:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T20:24:27.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy ending</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TDcT3cm3e_I/AAAAAAAAAeY/7FbYobnmQ0I/s1600/5+more+mins+pleae.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 290px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491880113894554610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TDcT3cm3e_I/AAAAAAAAAeY/7FbYobnmQ0I/s400/5+more+mins+pleae.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was almost late for school today thanks to the bloody bus uncle. Drive like one snail can? I only stepped into school @ 7.35am. Obviously I was nervous lah. But apparently I just walked pass the guard house and wasn't caught? Amazing much. Have never been late before, don't wanna let there be a first anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;School was okay. New timetable. Doesn't affect me much anyways. I'm alright with all lessons! -evil laugh- Luv came over after school. Haha, awesome! Laughed, joked, ran around the house etc etc etc. Bottomline: I had alot of fun. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Training tmr! Looking forward to it huh. Scoldings.. Pssh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7823856060429414642-2326040003334177711?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/2326040003334177711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-ending.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/2326040003334177711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/2326040003334177711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-ending.html' title='Happy ending'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TDcT3cm3e_I/AAAAAAAAAeY/7FbYobnmQ0I/s72-c/5+more+mins+pleae.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-6469377947996030575</id><published>2010-07-06T19:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T19:41:04.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you pinky swear?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TDMVWGxeQ5I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/X63NrrWzLxU/s1600/promise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490755840214188946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TDMVWGxeQ5I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/X63NrrWzLxU/s400/promise.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Promises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;School today was kinda awesome in some sense. I stayed back after school, wanting to practice some shots. But I found out afterwards the parade square could not be used. So, common sense, we headed down to the ISH, and it was filled with people playing basketball. Pssssh! So I guess that marks the end of my shooting huh? LOL! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As Meiping predicted, we ended up playing basketball for awhile. Left for school library afterwards and managed to complete my chemistry homework. Wah, I tell you, the sense of accomplishment is really damn shiok. Muahahaha! Looking forward to PE lessons tmr with the babes! Bet it's gonna be darn fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today, I'm fucking unhappy. Today, I got fucking jealous. Today, my boyfr couldn't tell how I was feeling at a certain point of time. I wish she would just stay to her own..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7823856060429414642-6469377947996030575?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/6469377947996030575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/07/do-you-pinky-swear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/6469377947996030575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/6469377947996030575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/07/do-you-pinky-swear.html' title='Do you pinky swear?'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TDMVWGxeQ5I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/X63NrrWzLxU/s72-c/promise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-5478166163686569170</id><published>2010-07-05T23:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T23:44:35.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Colours in the sky</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TDH8I0mdwMI/AAAAAAAAAeI/NpEnsSLCNvo/s1600/fact.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490446649230475458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TDH8I0mdwMI/AAAAAAAAAeI/NpEnsSLCNvo/s400/fact.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Over to Yunrou's today. Wasn't there for any good reason lah. People were there to do their projects, while I'm there to accompany the dearest, Marcus Tan. And ofcos my lovely babes. HAHAHA. Okay gay max. Played with her webcam, ordered macs halfway, uno-ed etc etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jack's for dinner afterwards with family. Mini shopping afterwards. Home. School tmr. :B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7823856060429414642-5478166163686569170?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/5478166163686569170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/07/colours-in-sky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/5478166163686569170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/5478166163686569170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/07/colours-in-sky.html' title='Colours in the sky'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TDH8I0mdwMI/AAAAAAAAAeI/NpEnsSLCNvo/s72-c/fact.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823856060429414642.post-6129458699914351404</id><published>2010-07-02T19:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T19:08:24.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>They ain't bringing us down</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TC3H3retobI/AAAAAAAAAeA/WYWO-9AJpVo/s1600/nuts+about+you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489263280212779442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TC3H3retobI/AAAAAAAAAeA/WYWO-9AJpVo/s400/nuts+about+you.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Long weekend ahead. Netball farewell tmr. Gonna be a kpo on monday and interfere with someone's chinese project. Ahhhhh, first week of school only and I'm alrd feeling dead tired. Gosh, how scary huh. Sooooo many more weeks ahead. But when the hols are here, I'm gonna start complaining again. What a bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thinking about many stuffs now! I'm killing my brain cells. I need entertainment. I might die of boredom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7823856060429414642-6129458699914351404?l=l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/6129458699914351404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/07/they-aint-bringing-us-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/6129458699914351404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7823856060429414642/posts/default/6129458699914351404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-ightupthesky.blogspot.com/2010/07/they-aint-bringing-us-down.html' title='They ain&apos;t bringing us down'/><author><name>C.Squishy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645032393046245038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1Tf4d3OSEI/TWulezy7BWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VawB1a9I6N8/s220/celine1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vj00uwh4gnA/TC3H3retobI/AAAAAAAAAeA/WYWO-9AJpVo/s72-c/nuts+about+you.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
