<?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-1051493695509875708</id><updated>2011-11-29T14:03:35.578+08:00</updated><category term='National Day 08'/><title type='text'>Bulletproof</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>242</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-1530128933731286649</id><published>2011-11-29T13:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T14:03:35.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inevitable</title><content type='html'>Goodbyes, heartbreaks, sadness and change, are inevitable.&lt;br /&gt;As much as I hate all of these, it will still happen.&lt;br /&gt;Time and time again I try to push myself away from people so that I will not feel this way, but You have proven to me that it is completely fine to trust in all of these.&lt;br /&gt;Yes I don't like to feel this way, but to advance to a higher level, this must happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on to a greater and fresher start... Firmly believe that You have greater plans in stored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart and my soul yearns for some glimmer of hope in a certain situation, but yet time again I am just faced with a fact that the outcome will always be the same.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to feel this way! But the results never fail to disappoint me... &lt;br /&gt;Thinking of what will happen to me in the future, I don't want to have a hardened heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind seems to have a life of its own, though I will try my best not to over think and worry, my mind never fails to lead me there. &lt;br /&gt;I don't want to think bout it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desperately in need of someone whom I can just talk to, someone who will just listen... And let me pour my heart out without judging or giving comments...&lt;br /&gt;Right now I just need someone to listen to, feeling like there's so many things in my heart though there isn't...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-1530128933731286649?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1530128933731286649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=1530128933731286649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/1530128933731286649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/1530128933731286649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2011/11/inevitable.html' title='Inevitable'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-6531454039796261799</id><published>2011-09-11T19:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T19:42:10.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How bad do I want this?</title><content type='html'>The reason for me being so successful a few years back was because I would question myself on a daily, if not hourly about how bad and how much do I want this?&lt;br /&gt;I would always ask myself, how bad do I want this? What am I willing to sacrifice for it? What would I do before I can achieve it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now looking back, I pray and wish that I will have that mentality and continue to question myself this on a daily basis.&lt;br /&gt;Motivation does not come to you, you look for the motivation to keep you going. And here I am pushing hard to get that motivation and drive again, in all the aspects of my life.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be it in ministry, studies, family and dancing, how much am I willing to sacrifice for it? &lt;br /&gt;I want to be able to look back and know that I have done my best, to know that I want that so badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was just reading a book just now, and the main character suffered a lot but in the end, she managed to graduate with a full degree of dance choreography. Though this is just some fictional story, I would definitely wish that I am able to reach such a level. &lt;br /&gt;With all these things surfacing in my life showing how I want this, I need to get my butt off lazing around. &lt;br /&gt;With hard work and pain, I can achieve what I want...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a random note, I find it completely normal and I actually love it when I perspire during dance, but I absolutely hate it when I perspire doing something else. Walking, running, standing under the sun etc...&lt;br /&gt;I love the tiredness of my body, the muscle aches I feel and the blisters that never fail to form under my feet.&lt;br /&gt;Proves to show how hard I am pushing myself. &lt;br /&gt;Now is the time to apply this in my studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking 7 months ahead, I will NOT regret this.&lt;br /&gt;How bad do I want this?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-6531454039796261799?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6531454039796261799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=6531454039796261799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/6531454039796261799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/6531454039796261799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2011/09/how-bad-do-i-want-this.html' title='How bad do I want this?'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-2277970495683337261</id><published>2011-09-04T13:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T14:07:35.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We can watch the sunrise</title><content type='html'>Why am I not surprise with the things that are happening now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was thinking bout everything last night and I guess we are at a stage 4 or 5...&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere somehow I guess one of us stopped trying. &lt;br /&gt;Will still and am still trying, I'm not gonna let this just fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all the things that are happening, I cannot believe that the things I thought would never happen is happening now...&lt;br /&gt;At times I ask myself why is this happening? Yet at times I am thankful that this is happening...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still trying to swallow the lump in my throat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-2277970495683337261?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2277970495683337261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=2277970495683337261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/2277970495683337261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/2277970495683337261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2011/09/we-can-watch-sunrise.html' title='We can watch the sunrise'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-5440738598995625028</id><published>2011-08-21T18:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T19:00:58.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I will be rising from the ground like a skyscraper</title><content type='html'>Why do we pretend nothing is wrong when EVERYTHING is wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Time to be real...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess somehow, somewhere along the way I've changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Help me, save us, save me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-5440738598995625028?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5440738598995625028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=5440738598995625028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/5440738598995625028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/5440738598995625028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-will-be-rising-from-ground-like.html' title='I will be rising from the ground like a skyscraper'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-8577035244585425045</id><published>2011-08-16T19:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T19:44:34.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Close your precious eyes and just realize I'm still fighting</title><content type='html'>I am...&lt;br /&gt;Anticipating many awesome things coming soon this year.&lt;br /&gt;The future has been pretty much set. Church, family time, getting over with O's and dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it such a joke to look at myself from a different point of view.&lt;br /&gt;Imagining myself, seeing a physical me doing the things I do. I tell myself, Study hard, yet here I am wasting my time... &lt;br /&gt;Looking at Me through my eyes, am I happy with what I am?&lt;br /&gt;Guess it's not up to me to decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year before, I still remembered what i did. Thank You for that..... Am advancing to yet another level. Be strong Eugenia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to wake up and find, that I let another year go by, wasted. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-8577035244585425045?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8577035244585425045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=8577035244585425045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/8577035244585425045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/8577035244585425045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2011/08/close-your-precious-eyes-and-just.html' title='Close your precious eyes and just realize I&apos;m still fighting'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-8928313576722761236</id><published>2011-08-01T20:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T20:11:39.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I thought I was ready to bleed.</title><content type='html'>I just had the time of my life a few days back. Dancing in yet a whole new level.&lt;br /&gt;Dancing for the audience of One. Wow that is just an honor for me and such a blessing and joy!&lt;br /&gt;Hope Conf just brought me to a new level. &lt;br /&gt;I guess this is time for me to get to know myself better. I feel that people know me better than I know myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all the joy and happiness, it must obviously come to an end. Though my heart is still praying that studies can wait,&lt;br /&gt;I'm still hoping with a fragile heart that my studies will have a 180 degree transformation. Still staying positive knowing that all good things come to those who wait on Him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a short reminder to myself: please rest. Take time to think and renew myself. &lt;br /&gt;Am keeping a fighting spirit knowing that above all these situations, You are still watching me, looking after me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know for sure that my future is in Your hands.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-8928313576722761236?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8928313576722761236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=8928313576722761236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/8928313576722761236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/8928313576722761236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-thought-i-was-ready-to-bleed.html' title='I thought I was ready to bleed.'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-7199426553477648257</id><published>2011-07-19T21:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T21:12:56.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoping with an eager heart</title><content type='html'>To those whose hope is gone, I hope this will change you and find your hope in Him again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-7199426553477648257?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7199426553477648257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=7199426553477648257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/7199426553477648257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/7199426553477648257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2011/07/hoping-with-eager-heart.html' title='Hoping with an eager heart'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-8351088506155391899</id><published>2011-06-17T19:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T19:41:45.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The future</title><content type='html'>I've been thinking bout my past recently...&lt;br /&gt;It amazes me to know and realise how much I've changed in a sport span of... a year!?&lt;br /&gt;Who I was in the past, who I am now, who I will be in the future...&lt;br /&gt;Wow, it amazes me to know how time changes everything.&lt;br /&gt;Looking back at last year, the things I've been through, the things that made me happy and sad, the things I have achieved makes me so excited.&lt;br /&gt;Excited to know that from then on, I will be an even better person.&lt;br /&gt;Time changes everything. Praying that it will mould and shape me to be an even better person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;When I look back next year to this time, I want to feel a sense of achievement, knowing that I've been through even tougher situations, and knowing that I have conquered all things thru Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaping my future now... Whatever that I am feeling now will be useful next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Tough times will definitely come, no doubt. But knowing that all You have in store for me is better than one can imagine, makes all the pain, hardship and heavy heart all worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me to remember this.&lt;br /&gt;I am only made stronger through You.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-8351088506155391899?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8351088506155391899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=8351088506155391899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/8351088506155391899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/8351088506155391899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2011/06/future.html' title='The future'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-2410569794559793894</id><published>2011-05-15T15:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T15:57:10.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts</title><content type='html'>I've been thinking....&lt;br /&gt;How much do I want it?&lt;br /&gt;What truly matters?&lt;br /&gt;What is my vision?&lt;br /&gt;What must I do to let all these things come to pass?&lt;br /&gt;How can I do it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not the most positive and secure person in the world. I do have my moments too. It sucks to feel this way. Help me to overcome this...&lt;br /&gt;I know I am capable of doing this and I know I will get through from these things.&lt;br /&gt;Heavy-hearted, pressed. But not crushed. Not destroyed. Not abandoned. I can do this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Im still holding on because I know everything will turn out just fine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-2410569794559793894?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2410569794559793894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=2410569794559793894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/2410569794559793894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/2410569794559793894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2011/05/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-3922928906935284321</id><published>2011-05-04T14:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T14:51:34.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You know you are a dancer when...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZV5qqRzmojM/TcD2h8JQRWI/AAAAAAAABaI/AufAOPnIPyE/s1600/tumblr_lizzoeKdiR1qdzcd0o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602748999389955426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZV5qqRzmojM/TcD2h8JQRWI/AAAAAAAABaI/AufAOPnIPyE/s400/tumblr_lizzoeKdiR1qdzcd0o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "When you hear music and you make up dance to it in your head."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When you relate everything to dance."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When a new leotard makes your day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When you're invited to somewhere and your response is 'I can't, I have dance.' "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When any pain is good pain."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When you have blisters on your feet for life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When you dance down the hallway instead of walk."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When 'Practice makes perfect' isn't just a saying, but a way of life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-3922928906935284321?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3922928906935284321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=3922928906935284321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/3922928906935284321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/3922928906935284321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2011/05/you-know-you-are-dancer-when.html' title='You know you are a dancer when...'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZV5qqRzmojM/TcD2h8JQRWI/AAAAAAAABaI/AufAOPnIPyE/s72-c/tumblr_lizzoeKdiR1qdzcd0o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-7673838990206539168</id><published>2011-04-26T20:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T20:56:50.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Point of difference</title><content type='html'>The mid-years are round the corner and I am her blogging.......&lt;br /&gt;Nah, im rushing out my coursework and the same cycle keeps on going around every year.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had an awesome cross country this year at Admiralty Park!&lt;br /&gt;Adelene, Doris and I had so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;Headed to Esplanade afterwards to chill and I must say, it's a wonderful place to be in.&lt;br /&gt;It's the only place that supports the arts scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I don't want to regret anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zc7PYAqb17M/Tba_behlxkI/AAAAAAAABZw/7rKgk0XtszQ/s1600/206738_1832787471903_1606916674_31767723_4690845_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599873644495361394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4q7Y4JWmYEU/Tba_aQc31XI/AAAAAAAABZg/Gy-dn5vZp6c/s400/206334_1832720630232_1606916674_31767659_2187565_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-7673838990206539168?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7673838990206539168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=7673838990206539168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/7673838990206539168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/7673838990206539168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2011/04/point-of-difference.html' title='Point of difference'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zc7PYAqb17M/Tba_behlxkI/AAAAAAAABZw/7rKgk0XtszQ/s72-c/206738_1832787471903_1606916674_31767723_4690845_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-2191994786749531556</id><published>2011-04-26T20:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T20:43:53.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS....</title><content type='html'>Is the reason why i still breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wfkVkLBdo0U/Tba97lPKaII/AAAAAAAABZY/Z0m5TZfrYbo/s1600/222096_1832790951990_1606916674_31767740_1328975_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599872017987430530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wfkVkLBdo0U/Tba97lPKaII/AAAAAAAABZY/Z0m5TZfrYbo/s400/222096_1832790951990_1606916674_31767740_1328975_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BYRIczjg2uY/Tba97XuLbfI/AAAAAAAABZQ/wn1n1SvX3I8/s1600/205702_1832791071993_1606916674_31767741_7074160_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599872014359424498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BYRIczjg2uY/Tba97XuLbfI/AAAAAAAABZQ/wn1n1SvX3I8/s400/205702_1832791071993_1606916674_31767741_7074160_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aD-CoERM3EI/Tba97KSff-I/AAAAAAAABZI/-urQATuLQ2E/s1600/205108_1832790191971_1606916674_31767736_2523178_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599872010753638370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aD-CoERM3EI/Tba97KSff-I/AAAAAAAABZI/-urQATuLQ2E/s400/205108_1832790191971_1606916674_31767736_2523178_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-2191994786749531556?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2191994786749531556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=2191994786749531556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/2191994786749531556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/2191994786749531556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2011/04/this.html' title='THIS....'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wfkVkLBdo0U/Tba97lPKaII/AAAAAAAABZY/Z0m5TZfrYbo/s72-c/222096_1832790951990_1606916674_31767740_1328975_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-7391285959639593809</id><published>2011-03-22T22:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T22:55:04.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When nothing you do could change my mind.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-415oYrlKzN8/TYi3WkEjZfI/AAAAAAAABY4/68_nnj8r12k/s1600/180960_10150403557640268_828630267_16941653_8295847_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586916936020878834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-415oYrlKzN8/TYi3WkEjZfI/AAAAAAAABY4/68_nnj8r12k/s400/180960_10150403557640268_828630267_16941653_8295847_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5nhwe2kS4m4/TYi3WRD0a2I/AAAAAAAABYw/DodgJ0Gxl00/s1600/185703_10150403557970268_828630267_16941658_4114351_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 216px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586916930917526370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5nhwe2kS4m4/TYi3WRD0a2I/AAAAAAAABYw/DodgJ0Gxl00/s400/185703_10150403557970268_828630267_16941658_4114351_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3oyGshJvGFo/TYi3WJEKZBI/AAAAAAAABYo/CFHtFKkQOWE/s1600/179809_10150103728746649_841436648_6331302_7737830_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586916928771482642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3oyGshJvGFo/TYi3WJEKZBI/AAAAAAAABYo/CFHtFKkQOWE/s400/179809_10150103728746649_841436648_6331302_7737830_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fW_AZ7Y9fzg/TYi3V3W2h-I/AAAAAAAABYg/2J-l8nEqxbk/s1600/168143_10150103728546649_841436648_6331300_713181_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586916924018034658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fW_AZ7Y9fzg/TYi3V3W2h-I/AAAAAAAABYg/2J-l8nEqxbk/s400/168143_10150103728546649_841436648_6331300_713181_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vl9myKIkf6Y/TYi3VcgW_lI/AAAAAAAABYY/pxtGFXer4fA/s1600/164056_10150103734481649_841436648_6331400_6041790_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586916916810153554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vl9myKIkf6Y/TYi3VcgW_lI/AAAAAAAABYY/pxtGFXer4fA/s400/164056_10150103734481649_841436648_6331400_6041790_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy Bee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When there's nothing worth fighting for, fight for what you already have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-7391285959639593809?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7391285959639593809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=7391285959639593809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/7391285959639593809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/7391285959639593809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2011/03/when-nothing-you-do-could-change-my.html' title='When nothing you do could change my mind.'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-415oYrlKzN8/TYi3WkEjZfI/AAAAAAAABY4/68_nnj8r12k/s72-c/180960_10150403557640268_828630267_16941653_8295847_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-382813601151619114</id><published>2011-02-22T20:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T20:23:05.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Greater things have yet to come, and greater things are still to be done in the city.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y07Mn5uCwtw/TWOqOgZXgEI/AAAAAAAABYQ/RHeBLRrjBFA/s1600/tumblr_ldhy2o93wv1qdbbywo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 309px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576487929806028866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y07Mn5uCwtw/TWOqOgZXgEI/AAAAAAAABYQ/RHeBLRrjBFA/s400/tumblr_ldhy2o93wv1qdbbywo1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amidst my troubles, sorrows and pain, I know I can still be hopeful in things that are gonna come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To stand strong even when you have the rights to fall. Thats being strong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Start to focus on whats important. &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/1051493695509875708-382813601151619114?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/382813601151619114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=382813601151619114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/382813601151619114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/382813601151619114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2011/02/greater-things-have-yet-to-come-and.html' title='Greater things have yet to come, and greater things are still to be done in the city.'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y07Mn5uCwtw/TWOqOgZXgEI/AAAAAAAABYQ/RHeBLRrjBFA/s72-c/tumblr_ldhy2o93wv1qdbbywo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-1099733222627839524</id><published>2011-02-05T00:12:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T00:25:57.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good times. Good people.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TUwmyJZ35GI/AAAAAAAABYI/KDXX3TjOGQE/s1600/163228_10150346954605268_828630267_15931644_4378441_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569869482110215266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TUwmyJZ35GI/AAAAAAAABYI/KDXX3TjOGQE/s400/163228_10150346954605268_828630267_15931644_4378441_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Candid shot during Fireproof camp! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TUwmrJWMKAI/AAAAAAAABYA/jVHefaUlyZ0/s1600/seokxian%252Cjamie%2526i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569869361835681794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TUwmrJWMKAI/AAAAAAAABYA/jVHefaUlyZ0/s400/seokxian%252Cjamie%2526i.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cny reunion dinner 2010!  ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TUwmrEDTIpI/AAAAAAAABX4/X15WNXefTps/s1600/antisocial%2Bclub.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569869360414270098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TUwmrEDTIpI/AAAAAAAABX4/X15WNXefTps/s400/antisocial%2Bclub.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grad night- Antisocial club! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TUwmq8oHacI/AAAAAAAABXw/-dqBk9YtP54/s1600/adelenedorisme.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569869358421207490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TUwmq8oHacI/AAAAAAAABXw/-dqBk9YtP54/s400/adelenedorisme.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;YOG Opening ceremony! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TUwmq3WpE-I/AAAAAAAABXo/4L_PtQwE_Jw/s1600/168055_10150098483708256_827288255_6219759_5659688_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569869357005738978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TUwmq3WpE-I/AAAAAAAABXo/4L_PtQwE_Jw/s400/168055_10150098483708256_827288255_6219759_5659688_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;CNy perf 2011!  ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TUwmbIhCZyI/AAAAAAAABXg/Fdm3Pq56tl0/s1600/164502_10150103729916649_841436648_6331320_5947782_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569869086734837538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TUwmbIhCZyI/AAAAAAAABXg/Fdm3Pq56tl0/s400/164502_10150103729916649_841436648_6331320_5947782_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Insane days with Adelene and Doris! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TUwma8cDJWI/AAAAAAAABXQ/uSwmSwipXWY/s1600/154141_10150323002805268_828630267_15542378_1836768_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569869083492689250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TUwma8cDJWI/AAAAAAAABXQ/uSwmSwipXWY/s400/154141_10150323002805268_828630267_15542378_1836768_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After service with VA!  ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569869076550342034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TUwmaik3VZI/AAAAAAAABXI/FkNIUmIy0rA/s400/156706_471421367700_625482700_5803076_8070032_n.jpg" /&gt;Practice for West xmas party! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TUwmaaXC9PI/AAAAAAAABXA/GwKsehK1lsg/s1600/148504_10150323013325268_828630267_15542730_1560303_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569869074344899826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TUwmaaXC9PI/AAAAAAAABXA/GwKsehK1lsg/s400/148504_10150323013325268_828630267_15542730_1560303_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;VWA group photo!  ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TUwmJJd0a7I/AAAAAAAABW4/FDlCukPJMlA/s1600/59412_10150260587650268_828630267_14367803_6743421_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569868777752128434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TUwmJJd0a7I/AAAAAAAABW4/FDlCukPJMlA/s400/59412_10150260587650268_828630267_14367803_6743421_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cycling LG!  ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TUwmJHgL6qI/AAAAAAAABWw/GeMQ5etiyrs/s1600/59284_10150265763190268_828630267_14491925_5994275_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569868777225185954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TUwmJHgL6qI/AAAAAAAABWw/GeMQ5etiyrs/s400/59284_10150265763190268_828630267_14491925_5994275_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Moments spent with lg! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TUwmI24CO0I/AAAAAAAABWo/KTIMtkpRSzw/s1600/58078_476353784802_612809802_5560643_7708660_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569868772761811778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TUwmI24CO0I/AAAAAAAABWo/KTIMtkpRSzw/s400/58078_476353784802_612809802_5560643_7708660_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Velocity!  ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TUwmIo8SnTI/AAAAAAAABWg/1rK4Wsaop4w/s1600/58030_10150346954310268_828630267_15931639_6214468_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569868769021566258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TUwmIo8SnTI/AAAAAAAABWg/1rK4Wsaop4w/s400/58030_10150346954310268_828630267_15931639_6214468_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Group shot during fireproof camp!  ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TUwmIS28CiI/AAAAAAAABWY/q1sCFwJVksE/s1600/47813_10150260588560268_828630267_14367829_3978812_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569868763093535266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TUwmIS28CiI/AAAAAAAABWY/q1sCFwJVksE/s400/47813_10150260588560268_828630267_14367829_3978812_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cycling LG! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TUwln8EoHAI/AAAAAAAABVo/k-0Sw6ayHSs/s1600/46476_1356965409162_1382290759_30841390_8015778_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569868207221120002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TUwln8EoHAI/AAAAAAAABVo/k-0Sw6ayHSs/s400/46476_1356965409162_1382290759_30841390_8015778_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;CNY perf 2010!  ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TUwlnqUFYZI/AAAAAAAABVg/IoflCg-Pspw/s1600/38086_144800968879007_100000473149760_368359_2368554_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569868202454114706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TUwlnqUFYZI/AAAAAAAABVg/IoflCg-Pspw/s400/38086_144800968879007_100000473149760_368359_2368554_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Qiuxuan's bday!  ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TUwlndAxyFI/AAAAAAAABVY/7dlhAQUw0d4/s1600/37483_411245094802_612809802_4333852_1175119_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569868198883477586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TUwlndAxyFI/AAAAAAAABVY/7dlhAQUw0d4/s400/37483_411245094802_612809802_4333852_1175119_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dewen's farewell!  ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TUwlnQe4yOI/AAAAAAAABVQ/MZ4K1w8Vq0w/s1600/27036_116155268410244_100000473149760_219071_4130723_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569868195520104674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TUwlnQe4yOI/AAAAAAAABVQ/MZ4K1w8Vq0w/s400/27036_116155268410244_100000473149760_219071_4130723_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Awards day 2010! &lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TUwlnDys9pI/AAAAAAAABVI/20v4eEIObzg/s1600/24103_105844166108021_100000473149760_152075_2977393_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569868192113555090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TUwlnDys9pI/AAAAAAAABVI/20v4eEIObzg/s400/24103_105844166108021_100000473149760_152075_2977393_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chingay 2010!  ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-1099733222627839524?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1099733222627839524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=1099733222627839524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/1099733222627839524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/1099733222627839524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2011/02/good-times-good-people.html' title='Good times. Good people.'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TUwmyJZ35GI/AAAAAAAABYI/KDXX3TjOGQE/s72-c/163228_10150346954605268_828630267_15931644_4378441_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-1493916237761436746</id><published>2011-02-02T23:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T23:58:57.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>恭喜发财</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TUl9XwoMRsI/AAAAAAAABVA/-uS-WedLQjw/s1600/tumblr_lfw1qgHiG31qapvcuo1_400.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 97px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569120261364270786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TUl9XwoMRsI/AAAAAAAABVA/-uS-WedLQjw/s400/tumblr_lfw1qgHiG31qapvcuo1_400.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Its already February!?&lt;br /&gt;Time passes way too fast :(&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, school has been rather good for now, things are going pretty well for now. My studies are much better than it was before. You know, its the same old same old, every one's saying that we want to go to sec5 only because we really want to, not because someone  forced us so you know the pressure's on.&lt;br /&gt;Life has been pretty decent for now, I'm still breathing. So many things to do but there isnt much time, but on a good note, we performed today!!&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of achievement and aniticipation all came much like WHOOOOSSSHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;It was really so so so good!!&lt;br /&gt;Had a great day performing today, followed by lunch with Adelene @ Imm~&lt;br /&gt;hehe, met cristine and natalie afterwards for awhile than reached home and slept for eternity.&lt;br /&gt;So, cheers to a lovely and blessed Chinese New Year for you all!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TUl9Xo4YJFI/AAAAAAAABU4/colG3wjrW2w/s1600/168055_10150098483708256_827288255_6219759_5659688_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569120259284673618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TUl9Xo4YJFI/AAAAAAAABU4/colG3wjrW2w/s400/168055_10150098483708256_827288255_6219759_5659688_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TUl9XaXE18I/AAAAAAAABUw/NnUARQ8FEAk/s1600/168100_10150098483793256_827288255_6219760_8334927_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569120255386900418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TUl9XaXE18I/AAAAAAAABUw/NnUARQ8FEAk/s400/168100_10150098483793256_827288255_6219760_8334927_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-1493916237761436746?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1493916237761436746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=1493916237761436746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/1493916237761436746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/1493916237761436746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post.html' title='恭喜发财'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TUl9XwoMRsI/AAAAAAAABVA/-uS-WedLQjw/s72-c/tumblr_lfw1qgHiG31qapvcuo1_400.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-5792391188085012182</id><published>2011-01-21T21:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T21:08:18.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It was only just a dream.</title><content type='html'>School hasnt been the best for me but there's so many things to be grateful and thankful for so im still thankful for everything that has happened. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Do what you love when no one is watching. Thats when you do it best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-5792391188085012182?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5792391188085012182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=5792391188085012182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/5792391188085012182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/5792391188085012182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2011/01/it-was-only-just-dream.html' title='It was only just a dream.'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-8440877665903631865</id><published>2010-12-31T23:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T23:30:32.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TR3zRMXyKNI/AAAAAAAABTM/sxbzh5UGjac/s1600/35606_10150363094170072_605540071_16564452_8320381_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 254px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556864991949367506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TR3zRMXyKNI/AAAAAAAABTM/sxbzh5UGjac/s400/35606_10150363094170072_605540071_16564452_8320381_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I approach 2011, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; really excited for many things!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know it'll be a blast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; only minutes away from the new year so just wanna post a short post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were many significant moments and memories in 2010 that shaped and mould me to be where i am today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be it good times or bad times, I am grateful for it all because without all those, my life wont be like how it is now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;To my beloved friends who was always there for me when I died inside, when I was a bitch, when I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; good and nice, I really appreciate all that you've done. I know how the year was for me, when my life was meaningless for awhile, thanks for always standing by me. You are such a joy to be with!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;To my beloved church friends, thank you for making me smile when I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; feeling good. Thank you for spending time with me and mostly, thank you for accepting me and my flaws altogether. You are such a blessing in my life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;To the problems and challenges I faced this year, thank you for making my life a wreck. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; when I start to see things differently in a new light. Thank you for letting me grow constantly because of the things you put in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;To my family, Thank you for understanding me and loving me when you see all my flaws and weakness I hide so well. Thank you for giving me the unconditional love even when I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; meet to your expectations or when I was hollow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;To the new year 2011. I believe this year ahead would be a great challenging year for me, and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; looking forward to it. To be able to ignite strong even after facing such tough times would be such a memorable thing for me. To remind me that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; still a strong girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe I can do it, and I know I'll not be alone :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Cheers to a wonderful 2011 ahead!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xoxo&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/1051493695509875708-8440877665903631865?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8440877665903631865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=8440877665903631865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/8440877665903631865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/8440877665903631865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/12/2011.html' title='2011!'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TR3zRMXyKNI/AAAAAAAABTM/sxbzh5UGjac/s72-c/35606_10150363094170072_605540071_16564452_8320381_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-3369168865729827546</id><published>2010-12-31T23:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T23:09:38.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 6: Five things you can’t live without</title><content type='html'>1. God.&lt;br /&gt;2. Me-time alone.&lt;br /&gt;3. My family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;4. My iTouch&lt;br /&gt;My mum once took it away from me, i had a horrible time surviving.&lt;br /&gt;5.Dance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-3369168865729827546?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3369168865729827546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=3369168865729827546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/3369168865729827546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/3369168865729827546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-6-five-things-you-cant-live-without.html' title='Day 6: Five things you can’t live without'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-1192127452445451855</id><published>2010-12-20T23:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T23:17:15.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 5: Six songs that you’re addicted to</title><content type='html'>1. Grenade- Bruno Mars&lt;br /&gt;2. A Little Bit.&lt;br /&gt;3. Vanilla Twilight- Owl City&lt;br /&gt;4. Back to December- Taylor Swift&lt;br /&gt;5. A Little Bit&lt;br /&gt;6. A Little Bit.&lt;br /&gt;(Cant get it out of my head now)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-1192127452445451855?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1192127452445451855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=1192127452445451855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/1192127452445451855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/1192127452445451855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-5-six-songs-that-youre-addicted-to.html' title='Day 5: Six songs that you’re addicted to'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-5316103595469545123</id><published>2010-12-20T22:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T23:10:46.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>But you dont know me, you dont even care.</title><content type='html'>FIREPROOF: TESTED AND PROVEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TQ9uIDUMRzI/AAAAAAAABTA/gPmF9f01ghg/s1600/58078_476353784802_612809802_5560643_7708660_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552777950179116850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TQ9uIDUMRzI/AAAAAAAABTA/gPmF9f01ghg/s400/58078_476353784802_612809802_5560643_7708660_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; @ 12 in the morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TQ9tiHipR4I/AAAAAAAABS4/UEGlPGpk2jg/s1600/156706_471421367700_625482700_5803076_8070032_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552777298478450562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TQ9tiHipR4I/AAAAAAAABS4/UEGlPGpk2jg/s400/156706_471421367700_625482700_5803076_8070032_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gina's sexy face ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TQ9thzP5Q4I/AAAAAAAABSw/ONe8ygaEzf4/s1600/156921_10150346952970268_828630267_15931615_6945933_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552777293031097218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TQ9thzP5Q4I/AAAAAAAABSw/ONe8ygaEzf4/s400/156921_10150346952970268_828630267_15931615_6945933_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TQ9rlPqhwNI/AAAAAAAABSo/y2YdMxO1N-Y/s1600/63460_10150346954960268_828630267_15931649_4971686_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552775153175347410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TQ9rlPqhwNI/AAAAAAAABSo/y2YdMxO1N-Y/s400/63460_10150346954960268_828630267_15931649_4971686_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is us at 12am in the morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TQ9rk5-T6eI/AAAAAAAABSg/vmz8lcgyQfI/s1600/58030_10150346954310268_828630267_15931639_6214468_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552775147352746466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TQ9rk5-T6eI/AAAAAAAABSg/vmz8lcgyQfI/s400/58030_10150346954310268_828630267_15931639_6214468_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Super lack of sleep!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TQ9rk_iQXoI/AAAAAAAABSY/f9O9zTzGePo/s1600/35593_469003852226_564077226_5852843_2610860_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552775148845686402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TQ9rk_iQXoI/AAAAAAAABSY/f9O9zTzGePo/s400/35593_469003852226_564077226_5852843_2610860_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ydance&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This holidays was one of the best holidays ever!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As usual, dancing and church stuff takes up most of my time. Which is great you know, things I really love doing. yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There was the Fireproof camp which was awesome!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;for 4 days 3nights, i slept for 6hours in total.&lt;br /&gt;I got back home and slept for the next 18hours. But even up till now I feel like I have lack of sleep due to camp &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;BTW I had roasted chicken! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;muhahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(sorry so delayed i finally found time to blog bout this)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway the holidays was so exciting for me cause I finally found time to really do things that I love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Even&lt;/span&gt; through my horribly packed schedules with dance practices and church stuff, I still managed to find time to meet my beloveds!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Finally met up with the sec4 dancers and Peter not too long ago to catch up and talk! :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Also found time to meet &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;adelene&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;doris&lt;/span&gt; to seriously catch up after our results &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Looking at my camp photos makes me tired &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; super stoked for the west &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Xmas&lt;/span&gt; party! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Every one's&lt;/span&gt; doing such a great job!! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway time seems to be passing so slowly, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; waiting for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bof&lt;/span&gt; to come but why does one hour suddenly seem so long?? :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Anyway our long and much awaited holiday to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;msia&lt;/span&gt; is here. O&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mg&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahah&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;msia&lt;/span&gt; who am I kidding?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but its gonna be so fun with my family! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Love to infinity! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm so excited for Christmas! I wish i could stay in spore but my family is important &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Now &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; having this feeling of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;excitement&lt;/span&gt; yet the feeling of fear for 2011.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;.. I'm excited for everything but yet the sense of not knowing whats gonna happen makes me a tad bit afraid. Afraid to know whether my life will be in ruins or whether my life would be infinite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The feeling of not knowing where to head next or what to do makes me feel confused and lost. I am a person who is very much afraid of change. Most of the time. Change makes me uncomfortable. Change makes me change too. Change makes me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But no matter whether &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; afraid or &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; excited, time waits for no man - or woman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; what I'm afraid of. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-5316103595469545123?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5316103595469545123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=5316103595469545123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/5316103595469545123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/5316103595469545123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/12/but-you-dont-know-me-you-dont-even-care.html' title='But you dont know me, you dont even care.'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TQ9uIDUMRzI/AAAAAAAABTA/gPmF9f01ghg/s72-c/58078_476353784802_612809802_5560643_7708660_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-6578465012137362941</id><published>2010-11-25T00:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T01:00:56.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4: Seven fears/phobias</title><content type='html'>1. Death&lt;br /&gt;2. Any living thing besides humans e.g. : Dogs, dogs, dogs.&lt;br /&gt;3. Heights&lt;br /&gt;4. Being sick&lt;br /&gt;5. Not knowing what to do in my life&lt;br /&gt;6. Uncertainty&lt;br /&gt;7. Being lost&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-6578465012137362941?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6578465012137362941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=6578465012137362941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/6578465012137362941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/6578465012137362941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-4-seven-fearsphobias.html' title='Day 4: Seven fears/phobias'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-3209275750329325675</id><published>2010-11-24T00:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T00:34:00.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3: Eight things that annoy you</title><content type='html'>1. One-word replies&lt;br /&gt;2. Cold responses to me when I did nothing wrong&lt;br /&gt;3. Being accused of something I didn't do&lt;br /&gt;4. People irritating and annoying me when I'm not in my best mood&lt;br /&gt;5. People who think they know it all&lt;br /&gt;6. Insects&lt;br /&gt;7. My insecurities&lt;br /&gt;8. When my internet gets cuts off or when the page loads very slow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-3209275750329325675?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3209275750329325675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=3209275750329325675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/3209275750329325675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/3209275750329325675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-3-eight-things-that-annoy-you.html' title='Day 3: Eight things that annoy you'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-3563962505247607410</id><published>2010-11-22T01:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T01:09:10.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2: Nine things you do everyday</title><content type='html'>1. Eat&lt;br /&gt;2. Sleep/stone&lt;br /&gt;3. use Facebook, Tumblr and Twitter&lt;br /&gt;4. Dance&lt;br /&gt;5. Watch tv&lt;br /&gt;6. Talk. alot.&lt;br /&gt;7. Daydream&lt;br /&gt;8. Overthink :/&lt;br /&gt;9. Talk to God hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-3563962505247607410?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3563962505247607410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=3563962505247607410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/3563962505247607410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/3563962505247607410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-2-nine-things-you-do-everyday.html' title='Day 2: Nine things you do everyday'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-5981879303758761739</id><published>2010-11-22T00:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T01:05:19.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥</title><content type='html'>My holidays have been a great one so far!!&lt;br /&gt;Spent with all my dearies and loved ones makes me happy. :)&lt;br /&gt;I've been busy with dance practices, church stuff and family stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really happy for everything that has happened in my life!&lt;br /&gt;Its like all my efforts and hard work has finally paid off! I'm enjoying the icing off my cake now!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, short post bout the people whom i treasure alot in my life now!&lt;br /&gt;Pls note they are in no order!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TOlPhu3HHQI/AAAAAAAABSQ/-CQuR-YpBvQ/s1600/sisters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542048257389567234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TOlPhu3HHQI/AAAAAAAABSQ/-CQuR-YpBvQ/s400/sisters.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1. My sisters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TOlPZEYlmsI/AAAAAAAABSI/UNvpR538-bI/s1600/kalipp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542048108548299458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TOlPZEYlmsI/AAAAAAAABSI/UNvpR538-bI/s400/kalipp.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2. Kalipp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TOlPY1e1XlI/AAAAAAAABSA/LvMGjPB0ZYY/s1600/kalipol.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542048104547966546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TOlPY1e1XlI/AAAAAAAABSA/LvMGjPB0ZYY/s400/kalipol.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3. Kalipoks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TOlPYSEN3gI/AAAAAAAABR4/1Z8Qw3SeIIQ/s1600/adelenedorisme.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542048095041084930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TOlPYSEN3gI/AAAAAAAABR4/1Z8Qw3SeIIQ/s400/adelenedorisme.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;4. Adelend&amp;amp;Doris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TOlPNFEeM_I/AAAAAAAABRw/c9BEGt-bStI/s1600/148504_10150323013325268_828630267_15542730_1560303_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542047902573933554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TOlPNFEeM_I/AAAAAAAABRw/c9BEGt-bStI/s400/148504_10150323013325268_828630267_15542730_1560303_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 5. VWA &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( look at how happy we are)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TOlPMmt-FXI/AAAAAAAABRo/ToUaul6jB00/s1600/154141_10150323002805268_828630267_15542378_1836768_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542047894426490226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TOlPMmt-FXI/AAAAAAAABRo/ToUaul6jB00/s400/154141_10150323002805268_828630267_15542378_1836768_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;6. VWA2 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(sorry this was such a cute photo that i had to put it up, sorry if your face isnt here, i still treasure you alot!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TOlPMcA7AgI/AAAAAAAABRg/2DcPtiCPNHw/s1600/37919_407568653044_670118044_4636092_576434_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542047891553190402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TOlPMcA7AgI/AAAAAAAABRg/2DcPtiCPNHw/s400/37919_407568653044_670118044_4636092_576434_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;7. My family!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TOlPL0jsdyI/AAAAAAAABRY/Z6y6UsaMSRQ/s1600/27036_116155268410244_100000473149760_219071_4130723_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542047880961619746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TOlPL0jsdyI/AAAAAAAABRY/Z6y6UsaMSRQ/s400/27036_116155268410244_100000473149760_219071_4130723_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;8. Dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yup, i really enjoy every moment spent with them cause they make me happy :) :) :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Life has been great and I feel very happy yay~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cheers to happier days ahead!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TOlPLZMo5KI/AAAAAAAABRQ/YHDDKVdFP60/s1600/24103_105844166108021_100000473149760_152075_2977393_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542047873617159330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TOlPLZMo5KI/AAAAAAAABRQ/YHDDKVdFP60/s400/24103_105844166108021_100000473149760_152075_2977393_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chingay ♥ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-5981879303758761739?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5981879303758761739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=5981879303758761739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/5981879303758761739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/5981879303758761739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html' title='♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TOlPhu3HHQI/AAAAAAAABSQ/-CQuR-YpBvQ/s72-c/sisters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-8175813387222835546</id><published>2010-10-25T18:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T18:22:45.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1: Ten random facts about yourself</title><content type='html'>1. I like to dance.&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm a christian.&lt;br /&gt;3. I like to have a fit body.&lt;br /&gt;4. I love to shop and wear nice clothes.&lt;br /&gt;5. I love my family and my friends. alot.&lt;br /&gt;6. I'm a left hander.&lt;br /&gt;7. Im not exactly very tall.&lt;br /&gt;8. I like to eat beef~~~~&lt;br /&gt;9. I enjoy eating.&lt;br /&gt;10. I seriously think i have an anger problem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-8175813387222835546?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8175813387222835546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=8175813387222835546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/8175813387222835546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/8175813387222835546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-1-ten-random-facts-about-yourself.html' title='Day 1: Ten random facts about yourself'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-7201498737857197432</id><published>2010-10-24T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T16:46:15.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im gonna do the things below since my holidays are so boring :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1: Ten random facts about yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2: Nine things you do everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3: Eight things that annoy you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4: Seven fears/phobias&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 5: Six songs that you’re addicted to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 6: Five things you can’t live without&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 7: Four memories you won’t forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 8: Three words you can’t go a day without using&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 9: Two things you wish you could do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 10: One person you can trust&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-7201498737857197432?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7201498737857197432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=7201498737857197432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/7201498737857197432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/7201498737857197432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-gonna-do-things-below-since-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-3544410517434790014</id><published>2010-10-20T23:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T00:00:40.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Once upon a time I was falling in love, abd now I'm only falling apart</title><content type='html'>Hey you guys i'm just gonna have a quick update on my itouch since I rarely use my comp nowadays. Everything has just passed in a flash.&lt;br /&gt;My major papers are over, my holiday has began. Camp is coming!! &lt;br /&gt;Now that I have nothing to do at home at all, I start to think a lot! I'm really happy most of the time but you know when you just start to think-I become the most depressed girl on earth. Like I already decided and made plans for so many stuff, and I start to over think and than I start to hesitate and worry whether my choice was right. Hmm I hate this feeling :(&lt;br /&gt;but really thank God for still helping me overcome all these and yea I try my best not to overthink now.&lt;br /&gt;So anyway my purpose of blogging today was because CAMP IS COMING!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I am really looking forward for camp everything!!&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to shopping trips with adelene&amp;doris and the vwa girls!! Wheee not forgetting my beloved pokkies and kalipp!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;so anyway off to watch my beloved Joshua!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-3544410517434790014?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3544410517434790014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=3544410517434790014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/3544410517434790014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/3544410517434790014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/10/once-upon-time-i-was-falling-in-love.html' title='Once upon a time I was falling in love, abd now I&apos;m only falling apart'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-6142566324191677251</id><published>2010-10-11T14:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T14:57:21.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life - The way it is</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TLK1GruMxHI/AAAAAAAABRI/Qw-pyZ7Qls8/s1600/crossing4B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526678819157361778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TLK1GruMxHI/AAAAAAAABRI/Qw-pyZ7Qls8/s400/crossing4B.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;pic from: Nanyang Academy of Fine Arts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I need more faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-6142566324191677251?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6142566324191677251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=6142566324191677251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/6142566324191677251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/6142566324191677251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/10/life-way-it-is.html' title='Life - The way it is'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TLK1GruMxHI/AAAAAAAABRI/Qw-pyZ7Qls8/s72-c/crossing4B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-5433102796457085201</id><published>2010-09-15T19:03:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T21:14:28.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Way back into love</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;spent&lt;/span&gt; my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;September&lt;/span&gt; holidays having my N level exams and spent almost every single day with them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TJCpqrauSGI/AAAAAAAABRA/JFwWbB4xZig/s1600/58379_492093300897_752710897_6930849_899829_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517096094203267170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TJCpqrauSGI/AAAAAAAABRA/JFwWbB4xZig/s400/58379_492093300897_752710897_6930849_899829_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;VwestC&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;. I had so much fun with them laughing and learning and having fun.&lt;br /&gt;How am i suppose to sum this up? &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hmmmm&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Last Thursday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We went for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Metamorphosis&lt;/span&gt; which was AWESOME!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had so much fun laughing and playing and laughing &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahahah&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt; our &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;YOG&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahhahaha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Metamorphosis&lt;/span&gt; games and extended praise and worship was superb and it left me feeling refreshed and renewed &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Last Friday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We had our &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;VwestC&lt;/span&gt;2 outing @ &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ECP&lt;/span&gt; which was so fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we cycled and i managed to learn how to cycle! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;whee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517096090832218754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TJCpqe3AKoI/AAAAAAAABQ4/qoKJeJjNNo0/s400/47813_10150260588560268_828630267_14367829_3978812_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;VwestC&lt;/span&gt;2[ exclude the guy]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Minyi&lt;/span&gt; and I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; cycle so we were learning how to cycle which was so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;funny&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hhahah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thank God for everyone for being so patient towards us cause we were like screaming and falling down &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This was how i look like when i was learning how to cycle:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TJCpOEV9T9I/AAAAAAAABQo/5NtereJX-mQ/s1600/59412_10150260587650268_828630267_14367803_6743421_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517095602677960658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TJCpOEV9T9I/AAAAAAAABQo/5NtereJX-mQ/s400/59412_10150260587650268_828630267_14367803_6743421_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;EPIC!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;After cycling, i went to meet Adelene &amp;amp; Doris to go to the Alive gallery @ Downtown which was super fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahah although i was super late which made everyone pissed cause i was lost but it was still very very fun! haha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Last Saturday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Had the usual service and it has definitely changed my perspective of many things &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Had fun with everyone laughing &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;heheheheh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Last Sunday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was suppose to go for the Pi retreat but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; go in the end cause I needed to study and there &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; many dancers going so I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, celebrated &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ah ma's&lt;/span&gt; 80&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday @ ... hotel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Fun fun fun happy happy happy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517095606212259522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TJCpORgmbsI/AAAAAAAABQw/IsjJ25TwUoo/s400/61604_428936678044_670118044_5166104_5778199_n.jpg" /&gt; Cousin's shot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ending this with my favourite picture!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOVELOVELOVELOVELOVELOVELOVELOVELOVE&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TJCol0FUrQI/AAAAAAAABQA/2ofzDVVuanY/s1600/61229_427589832733_521112733_5210896_3755999_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517094911118454018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TJCol0FUrQI/AAAAAAAABQA/2ofzDVVuanY/s400/61229_427589832733_521112733_5210896_3755999_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-5433102796457085201?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5433102796457085201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=5433102796457085201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/5433102796457085201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/5433102796457085201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/09/way-back-into-love.html' title='Way back into love'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TJCpqrauSGI/AAAAAAAABRA/JFwWbB4xZig/s72-c/58379_492093300897_752710897_6930849_899829_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-5500952263060888989</id><published>2010-09-01T20:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T20:18:20.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In order to achieve greater things in the future, you have to sacrifice what you want to do now.</title><content type='html'>BRB.&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to achieve greater things&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-5500952263060888989?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5500952263060888989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=5500952263060888989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/5500952263060888989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/5500952263060888989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/09/in-order-to-achieve-greater-things-in.html' title='In order to achieve greater things in the future, you have to sacrifice what you want to do now.'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-2039351192997216662</id><published>2010-08-27T22:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T22:33:07.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/THfK6ihpgZI/AAAAAAAABPY/QpCYLQt2cLQ/s1600/tumblr_l7c87lf3ig1qa41pyo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510095776160252306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/THfK6ihpgZI/AAAAAAAABPY/QpCYLQt2cLQ/s400/tumblr_l7c87lf3ig1qa41pyo1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am going to spend one day @ Starbucks or Coffee Bean drinking and reading my book and watching people pass me by.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-2039351192997216662?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2039351192997216662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=2039351192997216662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/2039351192997216662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/2039351192997216662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-am-going-to-spend-one-day-starbucks.html' title=''/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/THfK6ihpgZI/AAAAAAAABPY/QpCYLQt2cLQ/s72-c/tumblr_l7c87lf3ig1qa41pyo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-4144601882089080298</id><published>2010-08-24T16:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T16:14:24.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been awhile</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/THN8stOmYpI/AAAAAAAABPQ/bQJLjeeSG-4/s1600/tumblr_l15z5loz2Q1qzyrwvo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 270px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508883876701168274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/THN8stOmYpI/AAAAAAAABPQ/bQJLjeeSG-4/s400/tumblr_l15z5loz2Q1qzyrwvo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current mood: Happy and contented&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current music: --&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You know how happniess overtakes your entire being and everything just seems right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yup im feeling that now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, i am really touched by people who asked me not to give up hahah cause i wrote on my fackbook status saying that im giving up ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yupyup, it feels great to be happy :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i recently watched Step Up 3D with the ydance members last friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It is reallly something that anyone cannot ever miss cause its so good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The people there are not just talented, they are meant to dance. seriously, its so hard to find someone - let alone a group of people, who are meant to dance. lovelovelovelovelove.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;love the Glee guy who is inside Step Up 3 too cause he is an extremely talented dancer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, having my prelims now which is taking a toil on me cause i havent been studying alot lately now so im cramming up many notes in my head and im just so tired and i want to sleeeep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'm holding on so tightly that no one can pull me away from it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-4144601882089080298?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4144601882089080298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=4144601882089080298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/4144601882089080298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/4144601882089080298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/its-been-awhile.html' title='It&apos;s been awhile'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/THN8stOmYpI/AAAAAAAABPQ/bQJLjeeSG-4/s72-c/tumblr_l15z5loz2Q1qzyrwvo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-6354472090596435410</id><published>2010-08-14T21:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T21:36:01.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So sick of wishing you were still here</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TGaZw5ympkI/AAAAAAAABPI/p3QkEJJg9tc/s1600/tumblr_l5tkgzWJ701qb9wvto1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505256659932849730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TGaZw5ympkI/AAAAAAAABPI/p3QkEJJg9tc/s400/tumblr_l5tkgzWJ701qb9wvto1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Current music: -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current mood: happy but sad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This week has been an awesome week for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;been having so many &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ess&lt;/span&gt; practise and rehearsals for like a month or so, and now its over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahah&lt;/span&gt; having mixed feelings bout it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i seriously gained so much more than i ever wanted by performing in this &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ess&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;being in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ydance&lt;/span&gt; and leaving my sch dance for a while has totally changed my perspective of how much i love dance so much and how the world is so beautiful and nice :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;serious, the passion of my love for dance has increased by ten billion percent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahah&lt;/span&gt; okay I'm joking. but i am so happy and delighted and overjoyed and grateful to be part of the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ess&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wheeeeee&lt;/span&gt;, happy days happy days :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; so gonna miss the late rehearsals and my praying so hard that i wont be late for school the next day and trying so hard just to get the correct emotions &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;in short, I AM SO HAPPY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, i have like 2 pictures of the dancers in my phone but the quality sucks &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahah&lt;/span&gt; so not gonna post it up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;its so funny how i used to be depressed over something, and how God made a way for me and how much i love what he did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, ONLY 2 SHORT MONTHS TO GO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;p.s. i am so determined to go and join a dance troupe now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-6354472090596435410?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6354472090596435410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=6354472090596435410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/6354472090596435410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/6354472090596435410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/so-sick-of-wishing-you-were-still-here.html' title='So sick of wishing you were still here'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TGaZw5ympkI/AAAAAAAABPI/p3QkEJJg9tc/s72-c/tumblr_l5tkgzWJ701qb9wvto1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-2852765805749298526</id><published>2010-08-11T20:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T20:34:54.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leave unsaid, unspoken</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TGKWmViaHLI/AAAAAAAABPA/c-Be2t6dp9Y/s1600/tumblr_l6rgddoMid1qccdm6o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504127279960825010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TGKWmViaHLI/AAAAAAAABPA/c-Be2t6dp9Y/s400/tumblr_l6rgddoMid1qccdm6o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Current music: love the way you lie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current mood: hopeful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;this week was a great week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ess&lt;/span&gt; performance which was great though i still cant figure a way to feel sad for that item &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ess&lt;/span&gt; performance, rushed back to school for the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;YOG&lt;/span&gt; opening ceremony rehearsal which was awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we represented the athletes and the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;YOG&lt;/span&gt; performance was really extremely nice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had so much fun laughing and screaming and laughing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i had a great day on sun because i slept till 4pm!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;great day to catch up on my sleep!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;spent my national day having dance &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pract&lt;/span&gt; from 11-6 which was great. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;this was what we did:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TGKWmAZEcfI/AAAAAAAABO4/u2XyUNr1TMQ/s1600/39754_1361354269293_1094648230_30840380_6658069_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 208px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504127274284511730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TGKWmAZEcfI/AAAAAAAABO4/u2XyUNr1TMQ/s400/39754_1361354269293_1094648230_30840380_6658069_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; it spells out &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ydance&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;btw&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, had rehearsal again yesterday which was great because i spent my afternoon studying with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ness&lt;/span&gt; @ &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bpp&lt;/span&gt; before heading to orchard to go to borders than for dance.&lt;br /&gt;had an awesome &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt; today because school is so short. went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;queensway&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;adelene&lt;/span&gt; to check the pricing of the shirt plus printing fee etc. and we had our meatballs @ &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ikea&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yumz&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway, another 2 short months till the end of n &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;levels&lt;/span&gt;! cant wait!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-2852765805749298526?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2852765805749298526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=2852765805749298526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/2852765805749298526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/2852765805749298526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/leave-unsaid-unspoken.html' title='Leave unsaid, unspoken'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TGKWmViaHLI/AAAAAAAABPA/c-Be2t6dp9Y/s72-c/tumblr_l6rgddoMid1qccdm6o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-4162454271153462585</id><published>2010-08-01T21:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T22:04:08.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I know a place where the grass is really greener</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TFV80Bayv2I/AAAAAAAABOw/rezSLHtBu0s/s1600/tumblr_l5m5vrzCW11qzf7mro1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500439753078783842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TFV80Bayv2I/AAAAAAAABOw/rezSLHtBu0s/s400/tumblr_l5m5vrzCW11qzf7mro1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Current mood: lazy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current music: none&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The past week was pretty busy and tiring due to the ess practs and rehearsals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, had ess practs on mon, tues and fri which was great ahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and it was Qiuxuan's birthday yesterday so had a celebration @ her house yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahah had so much fun laughing at the most random stuff and it was so hot and sweaty but it was so much fun hahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;miss the good old days :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TFV8zyS8H5I/AAAAAAAABOo/a9k8fjy0EC4/s1600/38086_144800968879007_100000473149760_368359_2368554_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500439749019312018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TFV8zyS8H5I/AAAAAAAABOo/a9k8fjy0EC4/s400/38086_144800968879007_100000473149760_368359_2368554_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy birthday Qiuxuan!&lt;br /&gt;anway, im gonna be even busier this week cause i have ess practs every single day till 10plus. its gonna be so exciting! doing my testimonial now which is so difficult to write and im so distracted by the things around me hahah. anyway, on a different note, there,s like a math test every monday so im literally stuffing all the information in my head the night before. hahahah                                                                                                 &lt;br /&gt;LOOK BELOW! HOT.HOT.HOT!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TFV8zm_iMtI/AAAAAAAABOg/0Q89mlmHoEA/s1600/tumblr_l5l331XKLZ1qatyd2o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500439745985131218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TFV8zm_iMtI/AAAAAAAABOg/0Q89mlmHoEA/s400/tumblr_l5l331XKLZ1qatyd2o1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TFV8zGodkkI/AAAAAAAABOY/Cg96n_e1KAQ/s1600/rob009p2wxz__oPt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500439737298424386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TFV8zGodkkI/AAAAAAAABOY/Cg96n_e1KAQ/s400/rob009p2wxz__oPt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TFV8y1WuBpI/AAAAAAAABOQ/96RIHJ_L2zo/s1600/ew000d9dcc__oPt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 324px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500439732660602514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TFV8y1WuBpI/AAAAAAAABOQ/96RIHJ_L2zo/s400/ew000d9dcc__oPt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; LOVE ROBERT PATTINSON~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-4162454271153462585?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4162454271153462585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=4162454271153462585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/4162454271153462585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/4162454271153462585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-know-place-where-grass-is-really.html' title='I know a place where the grass is really greener'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TFV80Bayv2I/AAAAAAAABOw/rezSLHtBu0s/s72-c/tumblr_l5m5vrzCW11qzf7mro1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-3349777554367055103</id><published>2010-07-19T19:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T20:02:27.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For us is too late, and the credits start to roll</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TEQ81gyHR4I/AAAAAAAABOI/k87WveDFurc/s1600/tumblr_l4t569CWSk1qata2fo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 284px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495584335329707906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TEQ81gyHR4I/AAAAAAAABOI/k87WveDFurc/s400/tumblr_l4t569CWSk1qata2fo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Current music: why dont you love me- Beyonce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current mood: sad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I realise im getting stronger and stronger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i just deleted everything that i had typed out to post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;right now, the only battle im facing is the horrible n lvls and myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;to be caught in a situation where you would love to do what you want to do, but having objections along the way hurts so bad, that till today my heart still aches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;they say time will heal all wounds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;do they really mean it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Define happiness.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-3349777554367055103?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3349777554367055103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=3349777554367055103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/3349777554367055103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/3349777554367055103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title='For us is too late, and the credits start to roll'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TEQ81gyHR4I/AAAAAAAABOI/k87WveDFurc/s72-c/tumblr_l4t569CWSk1qata2fo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-6815595719644476462</id><published>2010-07-16T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T23:51:03.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never would have said forever, if i knew it wouldn't last</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TEB-l7gGSzI/AAAAAAAABOA/zhqBoFlgtEw/s1600/tumblr_l4r8f69PUN1qzxj2go1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494530735484586802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TEB-l7gGSzI/AAAAAAAABOA/zhqBoFlgtEw/s400/tumblr_l4r8f69PUN1qzxj2go1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Current music: 6 feet under the stars- ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current mood: happy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am such a happy girl :) :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;today passed by in a flash.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lessons were so short except for chem, which dragged on till eternity thanks to Mrs khoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;this is why i love her so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha, went to UT for lunch with Adelene&amp;amp;Doris after teaching Joan the dance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went home to bathe than left for lg followed by dance @ nexus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, I'm gonna be so happy cause i found something to make me slightly busy :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, found some super overdued photos on my comp:&lt;br /&gt;Photos during Dewen's farewell &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TEB-lR-YwJI/AAAAAAAABN4/bBXMxQfHAck/s1600/37483_411245094802_612809802_4333852_1175119_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494530724337336466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TEB-lR-YwJI/AAAAAAAABN4/bBXMxQfHAck/s400/37483_411245094802_612809802_4333852_1175119_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;VWC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TEB-k0hSwPI/AAAAAAAABNw/VjLoyeBPtd8/s1600/35081_411245364802_612809802_4333866_1356875_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494530716430680306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TEB-k0hSwPI/AAAAAAAABNw/VjLoyeBPtd8/s400/35081_411245364802_612809802_4333866_1356875_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shi Hui, Me, Wei Xian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TEB-krB1M8I/AAAAAAAABNo/iVa2PlYgWn4/s1600/34959_411244729802_612809802_4333832_5775393_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494530713882801090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TEB-krB1M8I/AAAAAAAABNo/iVa2PlYgWn4/s400/34959_411244729802_612809802_4333832_5775393_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; D.E.W.S!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TEB-kdAQLDI/AAAAAAAABNg/3uUkFvFea20/s1600/34940_10150214698340268_828630267_13065317_4792084_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494530710118083634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TEB-kdAQLDI/AAAAAAAABNg/3uUkFvFea20/s400/34940_10150214698340268_828630267_13065317_4792084_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cristine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ahahah super overdued, hahah anyway, i still wonder why our name was called dews?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-6815595719644476462?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6815595719644476462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=6815595719644476462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/6815595719644476462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/6815595719644476462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/never-would-have-said-forever-if-i-knew.html' title='Never would have said forever, if i knew it wouldn&apos;t last'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TEB-l7gGSzI/AAAAAAAABOA/zhqBoFlgtEw/s72-c/tumblr_l4r8f69PUN1qzxj2go1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-4675416049122407605</id><published>2010-07-09T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T22:01:16.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The falling of the raining is deafening</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TDcpXamDoMI/AAAAAAAABNY/zKgwfoqNkAw/s1600/tumblr_l0wmfoqvmL1qzx5i0o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491903752854282434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TDcpXamDoMI/AAAAAAAABNY/zKgwfoqNkAw/s400/tumblr_l0wmfoqvmL1qzx5i0o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Current music: the music from cristine's blog!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current mood: sad and affected&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I just deleted everything i typed which i meant to post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i guess i am stronger than i think i am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have a huge urge to go to a foreign country and take a long long long stroll.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-4675416049122407605?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4675416049122407605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=4675416049122407605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/4675416049122407605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/4675416049122407605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/falling-of-raining-is-deafening.html' title='The falling of the raining is deafening'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TDcpXamDoMI/AAAAAAAABNY/zKgwfoqNkAw/s72-c/tumblr_l0wmfoqvmL1qzx5i0o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-4973288861185042939</id><published>2010-07-06T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T19:13:40.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance dance, we're fallin' apart to half time</title><content type='html'>I want to dance.&lt;br /&gt;I am going to dance.&lt;br /&gt;I will dance.&lt;br /&gt;I miss dancing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-4973288861185042939?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4973288861185042939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=4973288861185042939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/4973288861185042939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/4973288861185042939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/dance-dance-were-fallin-apart-to-half.html' title='Dance dance, we&apos;re fallin&apos; apart to half time'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-8904736090736249429</id><published>2010-07-05T14:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T15:07:04.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MULAN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TDGCwUJd-nI/AAAAAAAABNI/wcNnziquOf0/s1600/tumblr_l3rp3zcx571qzu1fjo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490313187295099506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TDGCwUJd-nI/AAAAAAAABNI/wcNnziquOf0/s400/tumblr_l3rp3zcx571qzu1fjo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Current music: airplanes- b.o.b. ft. hayley williams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current mood: calm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The past week was pretty boring for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;didnt really do much except laugh like a mad woman and talk and spend time with my friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;heheh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, watched Eclipse with Qiuxuan on the day that the movie was released, omg i am once again in love with the whole Twilight saga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;love love love love love love love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahah, anyway had a farewell for Dewen last sat cause he's leaving for the adults ministry, sad, but changes makes us all stronger :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, just saw this on a tumblr page:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Everyone thought you know that Rob and Kirsten didnt kiss etcetc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TDGCvqIiQmI/AAAAAAAABNA/r8Vllo4qX-8/s1600/tumblr_l3mpnbX6O81qzadhwo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490313176016896610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TDGCvqIiQmI/AAAAAAAABNA/r8Vllo4qX-8/s400/tumblr_l3mpnbX6O81qzadhwo1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; BUT THEY DID!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TDGCvfhuolI/AAAAAAAABM4/NojuD86ZRVk/s1600/tumblr_l3mkm8S17u1qzydmro1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 391px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490313173169775186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TDGCvfhuolI/AAAAAAAABM4/NojuD86ZRVk/s400/tumblr_l3mkm8S17u1qzydmro1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dingningningningning!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahah, i was just telling ness about it last night while playing Monopoly Deal till late @ night.&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this is why i love Mulan so much:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TDGCu2UaaRI/AAAAAAAABMw/eACQl3Amzdo/s1600/tumblr_kzlr4nbqcm1qzkltpo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490313162108070162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TDGCu2UaaRI/AAAAAAAABMw/eACQl3Amzdo/s400/tumblr_kzlr4nbqcm1qzkltpo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; BECAUSE MULAN IS ZHANG ZI YI!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;not techically, but, in the picture it is!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, i love Zhang Zi Yi, she's seriously an asian goddess.&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe so pretttttyyyyyyyy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha anyway, so glad today is a holiday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cant wait till the end of N lvls!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-8904736090736249429?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8904736090736249429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=8904736090736249429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/8904736090736249429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/8904736090736249429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/mulan.html' title='MULAN!'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TDGCwUJd-nI/AAAAAAAABNI/wcNnziquOf0/s72-c/tumblr_l3rp3zcx571qzu1fjo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-1543000915255584863</id><published>2010-06-29T18:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T18:44:43.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>California Gurls we're unforgettable</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TCnNeWjNKfI/AAAAAAAABMo/OP4ecuVI86M/s1600/tumblr_l3ywygVbD71qzu1fjo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488143542260673010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TCnNeWjNKfI/AAAAAAAABMo/OP4ecuVI86M/s400/tumblr_l3ywygVbD71qzu1fjo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Current music: California Gurls- Katy Perry ft. Snoop Dog&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current mood: tired&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Every since school has started, every teacher will come in the class by saying : How long is it to your N level?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yea, so horrible, teachers love to add on to our stress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, we're left with 68 more days to the start of N levels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am pretty happy about it because once N levels end, wheeeeee holidays~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but at the same time, i'll have to study my guts out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the worst thing about the new term?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There's 4 periods of fnn lessons per week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That means seeing ms sng almost everyday and rushing out my coursework.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Fabulous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, on a totally different mood, guess what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;omg i dont believe it but maybe you guys do but well whatever, look look look!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is Artie from Gleee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wow he looks so different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha i heard he's the best dancer among all of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;such a pity that he's on the wheelchair everytime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, here's how he looks like in real life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TCnNdwSo8fI/AAAAAAAABMg/HjqcC6eU2fQ/s1600/tumblr_l2lpctnyVO1qatyd2o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 263px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488143531990643186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TCnNdwSo8fI/AAAAAAAABMg/HjqcC6eU2fQ/s400/tumblr_l2lpctnyVO1qatyd2o1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-1543000915255584863?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1543000915255584863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=1543000915255584863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/1543000915255584863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/1543000915255584863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/california-gurls-were-unforgettable.html' title='California Gurls we&apos;re unforgettable'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TCnNeWjNKfI/AAAAAAAABMo/OP4ecuVI86M/s72-c/tumblr_l3ywygVbD71qzu1fjo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-4068296889889246466</id><published>2010-06-22T21:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T21:39:50.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The final blow hits you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TCC8FiyQSQI/AAAAAAAABMY/Mls7Qyaj8-c/s1600/tumblr_ktyfhkHrDW1qzb7gjo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 385px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485591149560219906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TCC8FiyQSQI/AAAAAAAABMY/Mls7Qyaj8-c/s400/tumblr_ktyfhkHrDW1qzb7gjo1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current music: A Day late- anberlin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current mood: sad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You know how it sucks so much to know how you decided on something a few weeks ago, than to realise that you are uncertain of your decision?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It sucks to realise how you've already planned everything, and suddenly, just a word could crush your entire plan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It sucks to realise how you would never fully treasure what you have until its gone and all you can do it cry and do nothing about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It sucks to know that everyone is moving on except for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It sucks when you know what you have to do, but you would never find the peserverance to complete it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It sucks when i feel helpless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I just wanna crawl under my quilt and cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/1051493695509875708-4068296889889246466?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4068296889889246466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=4068296889889246466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/4068296889889246466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/4068296889889246466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/final-blow-hits-you.html' title='The final blow hits you'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TCC8FiyQSQI/AAAAAAAABMY/Mls7Qyaj8-c/s72-c/tumblr_ktyfhkHrDW1qzb7gjo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-4091401960282442838</id><published>2010-06-13T15:04:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T16:11:58.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love love love love love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;People whom i love and/or has made significant changes in my life. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally after 2-3 months of hesitation and laziness, i finally decided to post about the people that i love. If you guys feels that i should have put up your picture but didn't, pls pls pls tell me and i also apologise if i forgot to put up your picture because I'm using a new comp, and the photos are all on my thumb drive which is pretty messed up so i might have lost your photo. So, some pictures might be super old and some might be super ugly so pls don't mind them. By the way, pls take note that the pictures are in no order because the pictures came from different albums so i just took which ever that i saw first. SO, let's get started.&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i cant wait for eclipse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482200215800664514" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TBSwDOJeUcI/AAAAAAAABMA/6ojuh3OVdzU/s400/adeeugenia.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adelene.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;[sorry adelene!]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TBSOco7hYuI/AAAAAAAABLs/cudRrwzCzVM/s1600/IMG_2632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482163269091287778" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TBSOco7hYuI/AAAAAAAABLs/cudRrwzCzVM/s400/IMG_2632.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Family.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TBSOTMJec6I/AAAAAAAABLk/ZAz665W22NQ/s1600/28852_387691873044_670118044_4130291_3762392_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 130px; display: block; height: 98px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482163106746364834" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TBSOTMJec6I/AAAAAAAABLk/ZAz665W22NQ/s400/28852_387691873044_670118044_4130291_3762392_s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Banan&amp;amp;Ness.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TBSOPhpu4QI/AAAAAAAABLc/4Lyn5Ahcbrw/s1600/Adelene+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482163043799326978" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TBSOPhpu4QI/AAAAAAAABLc/4Lyn5Ahcbrw/s400/Adelene+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Doris.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TBSOKZyGPKI/AAAAAAAABLU/tCflKHadLvA/s1600/23677_1306379733751_1058256802_1512094_5592848_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482162955787582626" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TBSOKZyGPKI/AAAAAAAABLU/tCflKHadLvA/s400/23677_1306379733751_1058256802_1512094_5592848_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Caifang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TBsqKhYif7I/AAAAAAAABMI/ackFzbaNjOU/s1600/13966_214789852126_563747126_3507712_2666670_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TBsqKhYif7I/AAAAAAAABMI/ackFzbaNjOU/s400/13966_214789852126_563747126_3507712_2666670_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484023331502063538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VWC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TBSN1e--4BI/AAAAAAAABLE/FwRhRIbCVvc/s1600/IMG_6263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482162596406550546" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TBSN1e--4BI/AAAAAAAABLE/FwRhRIbCVvc/s400/IMG_6263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Joey.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TBSN0_Dg9DI/AAAAAAAABK8/g_pb1oa066A/s1600/IMG_6262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482162587835626546" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TBSN0_Dg9DI/AAAAAAAABK8/g_pb1oa066A/s400/IMG_6262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Joan.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TBSNKlqm26I/AAAAAAAABK0/mbpXZclDnXA/s1600/IMG_6236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482161859465763746" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TBSNKlqm26I/AAAAAAAABK0/mbpXZclDnXA/s400/IMG_6236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Genevieve.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TBSMzGaMksI/AAAAAAAABKs/hBWQYqt9VwU/s1600/IMG_6232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482161455938441922" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TBSMzGaMksI/AAAAAAAABKs/hBWQYqt9VwU/s400/IMG_6232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Qiuxuan.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TBSMqwzeCWI/AAAAAAAABKk/thyhqugVTDA/s1600/IMG_6230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482161312699910498" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TBSMqwzeCWI/AAAAAAAABKk/thyhqugVTDA/s400/IMG_6230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Yingyi.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TBSMgWV5rYI/AAAAAAAABKc/QUk0uIWOElY/s1600/touristday001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 364px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482161133797879170" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TBSMgWV5rYI/AAAAAAAABKc/QUk0uIWOElY/s400/touristday001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Adelene&amp;amp;doris&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TBSMadc9rGI/AAAAAAAABKU/mJll_iZyCms/s1600/P2219_10-04-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482161032627334242" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TBSMadc9rGI/AAAAAAAABKU/mJll_iZyCms/s400/P2219_10-04-10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Serene.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TBSMILcsCZI/AAAAAAAABKM/VKp5HoXLCYg/s1600/P2156_05-03-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482160718556694930" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TBSMILcsCZI/AAAAAAAABKM/VKp5HoXLCYg/s400/P2156_05-03-10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kallip.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TBSMCE1mBKI/AAAAAAAABKE/Mkv3AyAfHmA/s1600/DSC00035.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px; display: block; height: 320px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482160613702894754" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TBSMCE1mBKI/AAAAAAAABKE/Mkv3AyAfHmA/s400/DSC00035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TBSL8L_T_jI/AAAAAAAABJ8/yZ2fv2ocFfA/s1600/chingayhgjh.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482160512543489586" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TBSL8L_T_jI/AAAAAAAABJ8/yZ2fv2ocFfA/s400/chingayhgjh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sec 4 dancers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TBSL1dgDyfI/AAAAAAAABJ0/1jTr-vNSEr0/s1600/r-patzofficial-eclipse-post__oPt.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 272px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482160396985158130" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TBSL1dgDyfI/AAAAAAAABJ0/1jTr-vNSEr0/s400/r-patzofficial-eclipse-post__oPt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Twilight Saga.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. Did Rob&amp;amp; Kirsten really kiss in the MTV movie awards?&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-4091401960282442838?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4091401960282442838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=4091401960282442838' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/4091401960282442838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/4091401960282442838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/love-love-love-love-love.html' title='Love love love love love.'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TBSwDOJeUcI/AAAAAAAABMA/6ojuh3OVdzU/s72-c/adeeugenia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-6042087757972823127</id><published>2010-06-11T15:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T15:44:27.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock-a-by baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TBHnzzUofwI/AAAAAAAABJU/aLLQSdHIik4/s1600/tumblr_l0t60gOmHa1qzhcgro1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481417098622697218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TBHnzzUofwI/AAAAAAAABJU/aLLQSdHIik4/s400/tumblr_l0t60gOmHa1qzhcgro1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Current music: Yellow- Coldplay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current mood: sleepy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am gonna fall off my seat soon cause im so tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;been having late nights watching ANTM with ness till we- i meant me start to fall asleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we'll usually sleep @ 1-2plus than i'll have to crawl out of my bed for school @ 7 the next morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and the worst part is that i am always late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I would do anything to sleep now but i have ydance pract in a while so gonna prepare and leave the house real soon so I cant sleep. sobs&lt;/div&gt;anyway, got a huge huge urge to go sleep and tell them that i cant make it for ydance pract but.. its our final pract until the next pract which by then, the choreo should be perfect so.. im just gonna hang in there and plop to bed as soon as i get back.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, its  (finally) the last day of school~ yay but im only left with 2 weeks and most days are alrdy burnt cause i am grounded.&lt;br /&gt;k gonna get ready then leave house soon&lt;br /&gt;bb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-6042087757972823127?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6042087757972823127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=6042087757972823127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/6042087757972823127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/6042087757972823127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/rock-by-baby.html' title='Rock-a-by baby'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TBHnzzUofwI/AAAAAAAABJU/aLLQSdHIik4/s72-c/tumblr_l0t60gOmHa1qzhcgro1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-2734666438420075855</id><published>2010-06-09T16:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T16:51:57.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>24hours.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TA9TgHnsZ7I/AAAAAAAABJM/xQPJEvfRhLU/s1600/tumblr_l2g9fwCMY01qbrzn3o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 263px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480691082799638450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TA9TgHnsZ7I/AAAAAAAABJM/xQPJEvfRhLU/s400/tumblr_l2g9fwCMY01qbrzn3o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Current music: Why &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; you love me? -&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Beyonce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current mood: happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've been thinking for the longest time on earth - Why must human beings sleep? if we &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; have to sleep and would never feel tired, we would have so much more time to do so many more things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we would be able to study, do something you enjoy to do, have fun with your friends, go shopping, fly a kite, have a picnic, stargaze without feeling tired, count the stars, go for a carnival within a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Maybe its due to my constant lack of time, i always think about how you waste half your day sleeping and resting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yes, i know sleeping is essential, but, if you never had to sleep and would never feel tired, you would have so much time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;At the same time, you would have too much time doing nothing. because you have an extra 6-10 hours doing something else besides sleeping because you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; feel tired anymore. you might get too bored and would have nothing to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Perhaps all these thoughts get into my head because of the twilight saga. the vampires never have to sleep, and never felt tired. In which, they used the extra time people used for sleeping to read up on every single book and study every single subject and  learn much more stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;............................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, i think i am thinking too much. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had an awesome tourist day yesterday with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;adelene&lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp;d&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;oris&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;love yesterday so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;will blog about this next time because &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;adelene&lt;/span&gt; has all the pictures. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;gonna end this post with a quote that struck me a lot today while reading 8 Days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Don't&lt;/span&gt; let anyone kill your dreams. It's normal to be scared and have doubts. but if you have the will, you'll eventually find a way'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Samantha &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Quek&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-2734666438420075855?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2734666438420075855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=2734666438420075855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/2734666438420075855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/2734666438420075855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/24hours.html' title='24hours.'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TA9TgHnsZ7I/AAAAAAAABJM/xQPJEvfRhLU/s72-c/tumblr_l2g9fwCMY01qbrzn3o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-2540549517634743174</id><published>2010-06-06T17:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T17:19:34.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I heart ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TAtmTUWDHLI/AAAAAAAABJE/1GvZ8ZdMZ-U/s1600/tumblr_l34ktwWYRW1qzz3tno1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479585853691075762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TAtmTUWDHLI/AAAAAAAABJE/1GvZ8ZdMZ-U/s400/tumblr_l34ktwWYRW1qzz3tno1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Current music: Bulletproof- La roux [?]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current mood: Relaxed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cramming up 6 sets of dance steps in my head now. just learnt 'Baby' &amp;amp; 'Battlefield' last friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i still dont understand why i got selected to participate in the external dance event for church.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;seriously, everyone is from hiphop 1/2 and bboys, and me&amp;amp;this girl is from fusion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so both of us are pretty bad @ it compared to the others. hahahaa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, love the choreo for 'Baby' hahahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This week was pretty fast&amp;amp;fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had dance on tues&amp;amp;wed. love the new choreo, hate the loneliness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;on thurs and fri, went to imm with adelene and doris.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahah i seriously love spontaneous days *insert heart*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we had a whole lota fun snapping random&amp;amp;mad shots with the items @ daiso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;found some wacky item and did this to doris:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TAtmTK7UjyI/AAAAAAAABI8/OR7kMwk-1CQ/s1600/daiso001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479585851163053858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TAtmTK7UjyI/AAAAAAAABI8/OR7kMwk-1CQ/s400/daiso001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hahaha and doris found some tiny little brollys and we all went crazy and took shots with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TAtmSm_mHQI/AAAAAAAABI0/aO-3VGRm6fc/s1600/daiso002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 230px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479585841517305090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TAtmSm_mHQI/AAAAAAAABI0/aO-3VGRm6fc/s400/daiso002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hahahaha this is so funny. anyway, we have school next week which was not in our schedule!&lt;br /&gt;which means goodbye to my beloved sleep and hello to math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;joy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-2540549517634743174?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2540549517634743174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=2540549517634743174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/2540549517634743174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/2540549517634743174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-heart.html' title='I heart ?'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TAtmTUWDHLI/AAAAAAAABJE/1GvZ8ZdMZ-U/s72-c/tumblr_l34ktwWYRW1qzz3tno1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-8255433031796033859</id><published>2010-06-01T21:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T22:00:30.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Battle: X</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TAUSH58uJqI/AAAAAAAABIg/gwOPuJromeI/s1600/tumblr_kzjo75L3K41qzhcgro1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477804448789964450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TAUSH58uJqI/AAAAAAAABIg/gwOPuJromeI/s400/tumblr_kzjo75L3K41qzhcgro1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The only thing that is stopping me from chasing my dreams is, well, myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-8255433031796033859?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8255433031796033859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=8255433031796033859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/8255433031796033859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/8255433031796033859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/battle-x.html' title='Battle: X'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/TAUSH58uJqI/AAAAAAAABIg/gwOPuJromeI/s72-c/tumblr_kzjo75L3K41qzhcgro1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-6537260320561985568</id><published>2010-05-16T16:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T17:17:40.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pocketful of sunshine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S--0JE3_J8I/AAAAAAAABIQ/Z_iMlftITP4/s1600/tumblr_l0c3422FwW1qzhcgro1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471790140298831810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S--0JE3_J8I/AAAAAAAABIQ/Z_iMlftITP4/s400/tumblr_l0c3422FwW1qzhcgro1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Current music: Happy- Leona Lewis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current mood: in pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; I had a totally awesome exam break the past few days!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after fnn paper, went home immediately then left to meet mummy to visit ahma @ the hospital than ate dinner and home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;on friday,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went out with adelene&amp;amp;doris.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had an awesome time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;watched the last song and everyone was crying because it was so sad although miley's act pouty lips was a totally -100000/10 [no offence]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ate @ thai express aftwards and we were talking &amp;amp; laughing @ this guy working there because he looks like he's in pain or that he ate something very spicy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahahahah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;took neoprints which i havent taken in like a trillion years than went to 313 to go to new look -finally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;than rushed to suntec cause we thought we were going to be late for the hippo ride ahahah but in fact we were so early.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha the hippo ride was so fun~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;dropped off @ 313 than shopped @ F21 than went home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we were talking&amp;amp;laughing at the lamest stuff haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yay i had so much fun :) :) :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;on sat,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to church earlier for the dance meeting than went for service.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;afterwards had lunch and talk then met banan for dinner with mum&amp;amp;dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OMG I FINALLY BOUGHT MAO'S LAST DANCER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it is such a good book omg i am going nuts about it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;dinner @ sakae afterwards and i was so pissed with the bunch of low life losers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sigh whatevs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;today,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;supposed to go to ntu with ness but decided not to so..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i am passing my time now till 6 than we'll go visit ahma @ the hospital.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay please fill in the blanks &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;___________________________.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-6537260320561985568?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6537260320561985568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=6537260320561985568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/6537260320561985568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/6537260320561985568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/pocketful-of-sunshine.html' title='Pocketful of sunshine'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S--0JE3_J8I/AAAAAAAABIQ/Z_iMlftITP4/s72-c/tumblr_l0c3422FwW1qzhcgro1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-2221955009625304632</id><published>2010-05-11T17:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T18:07:33.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ignorance is bliss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S-kp03Ga9qI/AAAAAAAABII/WkTLOo-UJrA/s1600/fresh-sophie%2520curtis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469949210538997410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S-kp03Ga9qI/AAAAAAAABII/WkTLOo-UJrA/s400/fresh-sophie%2520curtis.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Current music: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;imma&lt;/span&gt; be- b.e.p.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current mood: thoughtful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've been thinking about lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;about my studies, my future,my life, my friends, my family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;only 2 papers more to TOTAL FREEDOM(for the month of may)!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; been stuffing all the information up my brain lately because &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; missed out on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, i am still thinking..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, celebrated mothers' day &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;twice&lt;/span&gt;, once with just mum&amp;amp;dad on sat, and the other with the whole family on sun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had service on sat, then had &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;vwest&lt;/span&gt; huddle which was quite fun &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ate &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;taohuey&lt;/span&gt; near &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pomo&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;vwestc&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahah&lt;/span&gt; then supposed to study with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cristine&lt;/span&gt; but we ended up walking @ &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;orchardcentral&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahaah&lt;/span&gt; rushed to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ps&lt;/span&gt; to buy mum's present which i regret like mad cause i wanted to buy her the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;loreal&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;revitalift&lt;/span&gt; but i was so stupid i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;bought&lt;/span&gt; her a bouquet of flowers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thank god she loved the flowers! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahahaah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i still wanna buy the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;revitalift&lt;/span&gt; for her, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt; maybe &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; ask &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;banana&lt;/span&gt; to buy it for her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;, study like mad till 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt; than bathed and went to like &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;chinatown&lt;/span&gt; for dinner cause dad loves the food there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahah&lt;/span&gt; ate dessert there and walked around afterwards, so funny it felt so much like the hold except that i had a paper tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i should start studying now &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_31" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_32" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bb&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-2221955009625304632?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2221955009625304632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=2221955009625304632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/2221955009625304632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/2221955009625304632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/ignorance-is-bliss.html' title='Ignorance is bliss'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S-kp03Ga9qI/AAAAAAAABII/WkTLOo-UJrA/s72-c/fresh-sophie%2520curtis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-4927219047531316538</id><published>2010-05-07T21:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T21:55:36.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reach!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S-QbECFikhI/AAAAAAAABHw/-SDbWx3r0_A/s1600/24024_385336404379_610074379_3603271_6613390_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468525603628159506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S-QbECFikhI/AAAAAAAABHw/-SDbWx3r0_A/s400/24024_385336404379_610074379_3603271_6613390_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; took this photo during one of the rehearsal for the musical.&lt;br /&gt;aww brings back so many memories.&lt;br /&gt;yes, i was suppose to wear that outfit for Act2, but it suddenly changed on the actual day.&lt;br /&gt;we all look so tired esp me.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i miss 10April2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Im gonna reach higher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;just for one moment touch the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;for that one moment in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Im gonna be stronger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;know that I've tried my very best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I put my spirit to the test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;if I could reach &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&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/1051493695509875708-4927219047531316538?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4927219047531316538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=4927219047531316538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/4927219047531316538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/4927219047531316538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/reach.html' title='reach!'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S-QbECFikhI/AAAAAAAABHw/-SDbWx3r0_A/s72-c/24024_385336404379_610074379_3603271_6613390_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-453209878394444624</id><published>2010-05-07T21:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T21:37:09.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 words: uh-glee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S-QU83O53LI/AAAAAAAABHo/a3TQ1dlqldQ/s1600/90396782__oPt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 122px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468518883385793714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S-QU83O53LI/AAAAAAAABHo/a3TQ1dlqldQ/s400/90396782__oPt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current mood: tired&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current music: hey soul sister- train&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt; the eclipse picture above looks so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;photoshopped&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; anyway..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;English,Chinese,Math paper1 and SS are all (finally) over!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i am &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alrdy&lt;/span&gt; thinking &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;about&lt;/span&gt; what i am do during the hols.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ahahahah&lt;/span&gt; yes i think very far ahead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i just cant wait for the exams to be over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i totally screwed up my math paper like &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;omgwthplskillme&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i thought about the answer for the last question, which was probably the most easiest question.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i thought about it for like 5-10 min because i thought it &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; an &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;iso&lt;/span&gt; triangle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, its over so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;whatevs&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thank God its &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i miss not studying sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;never mind, i just cant wait for next &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Thurs&lt;/span&gt; to come and for n/o &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;levels&lt;/span&gt; to be over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i have a huge craving for ice cream &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; but when i start eating it, i stop craving for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, today was such a fun day :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had math paper 1 that ended @ 10 than saw &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Natasha&lt;/span&gt; @ the bus stop so went for brunch with her, kelvin and kelvin's friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt; kelvin cant stop talking about ghosts. sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt; went back for math consultation and it got &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;soooooooo&lt;/span&gt; boring we left &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;doris's&lt;/span&gt; house afterwards to see &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;adelene&lt;/span&gt; acting like a weird weird weird person &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahah&lt;/span&gt; and watch crayon &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;shinchan&lt;/span&gt; :) :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;met for lg afterwards and i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; stop laughing at ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i think i am going to be punished for eternity because..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;there was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ydance&lt;/span&gt; today and i totally forgot about it and i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; been going for practices ever since my second practice. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pls&lt;/span&gt; kill me sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my body feels so tired nowadays so i think i am going to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;zzz&lt;/span&gt; soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bb&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/1051493695509875708-453209878394444624?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/453209878394444624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=453209878394444624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/453209878394444624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/453209878394444624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/2-words-uh-glee.html' title='2 words: uh-glee'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S-QU83O53LI/AAAAAAAABHo/a3TQ1dlqldQ/s72-c/90396782__oPt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-4444234841828512476</id><published>2010-05-02T14:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T15:06:14.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eclipse eclipse eclipse!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S90irp7tbjI/AAAAAAAABHg/tfdKVs8rBYc/s1600/eclipse+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466563656083664434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S90irp7tbjI/AAAAAAAABHg/tfdKVs8rBYc/s400/eclipse+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current music: here(in your arms) -hellogoodbye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current mood: thoughtful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i cant wait for eclipse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i cant wait for myes to end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i cant wait for n lvls to end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i cant wait to go shopping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i cant wait to be able to rest without worrying about my exams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i cant wait to know what my future holds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i have been thinking(and still am) about what my future holds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;a horrible thought crept in my head yesterday while watching wild child i the middle of the night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i had this certain uncertainty that what if what i thought i love wasnt what i will continue to love in the future?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;on a total different note, i love the taohuey from .. the place near pomo. the shop that is super famous for their taohuey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay super random cause im eating it now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, had a real good short trip to jb with family yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it made me think of last year's holiday @ kl and made me wanna have a holiday again. sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but yay there's phillipines&amp;amp;shanghai[???] to look forward to!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway i am stoked cause tomorrow is a holiday~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;whee a much well deserved holiday for me cause school is draining my energy because i have nothing to look forward to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yes i do not make sense now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay bb off to (try and) study now :) :) :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&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/1051493695509875708-4444234841828512476?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4444234841828512476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=4444234841828512476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/4444234841828512476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/4444234841828512476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/eclipse-eclipse-eclipse.html' title='eclipse eclipse eclipse!'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S90irp7tbjI/AAAAAAAABHg/tfdKVs8rBYc/s72-c/eclipse+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-5581647890467703037</id><published>2010-04-24T21:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T22:03:32.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whispers "Hello, I miss you quite terribly."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S9L1LhJuf4I/AAAAAAAABHY/WIOfBBMhqmI/s1600/fame-pic1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463698876180365186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S9L1LhJuf4I/AAAAAAAABHY/WIOfBBMhqmI/s400/fame-pic1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Current music: defying gravity- glee soundtrack&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current mood: thoughtful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Life is .. somehow and perhaps a tad bit happier. i think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i just realised how much i like studying in a group.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;studied with the church people[ haha, it sounds weird] &amp;amp; i have accomplished:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-my math revision paper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-understood SS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-understood a little bit of bearings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-did 3/4 of my fnn evaluation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yay i am &lt;s&gt;(not)&lt;/s&gt; a happy girl :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had flag day today and it a total bore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i was dilly dallying @ home until it was like 8+ than i realised how late i was hahaha cause i had to be in school by 820.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had flag day @ jurong &amp;amp; the people were so unfriendly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahah i think after being rejected for the 126486 time, adelene, doris and i [sorta] gave up and walked to imm to buy food to eat but we started walking around giant, followed by buying shihlin chicken&amp;amp;tempura&amp;amp;sweet talk and sitting @ level 2 and talk till like 11+ than walked back to meet back with the class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahah this is so funny how i can post such an inhuman thing that we did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went back to school then went to ut to waste time cause adelene&amp;amp;i will not leave the house again after we reach home haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;met with the prefects for the party but left @ like 5.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;which was pretty much redundant because we barely did anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we were talking about how acid rain will make you have pimples so we were all sharing a small umbrella hahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, i (still) have no motivation to study sigh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i feel like i have a mindset of an old woman :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i feel that i am very conservative, i am a very naggy, i am always telling adelene to eat breakfast, i am always telling people to love your parents, i am always disgusted by __________.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahah yes so i think i am growing old. :( :( :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sobs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-5581647890467703037?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5581647890467703037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=5581647890467703037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/5581647890467703037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/5581647890467703037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/04/whispers-hello-i-miss-you-quite.html' title='Whispers &quot;Hello, I miss you quite terribly.&quot;'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S9L1LhJuf4I/AAAAAAAABHY/WIOfBBMhqmI/s72-c/fame-pic1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-7669711894106945871</id><published>2010-04-19T19:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T19:58:14.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happily never after</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S8xDA9J6ZSI/AAAAAAAABHQ/k8YebsfYz6w/s1600/IMG_6227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461814131788768546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S8xDA9J6ZSI/AAAAAAAABHQ/k8YebsfYz6w/s400/IMG_6227.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Current music: Happily never after- pcd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current mood: depressed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;just took a look @ serene's blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i am officially going to suffer from sadness for eternity..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i am super sad now, but as yingyi&amp;amp;i were talking today, she was like 'one day the sadness will fade. (...) reality is harsh.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sigh, as much as i know that 1 day i will stop feeling sad but sigh just let the sadness overwhelm me for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i wonder when we will be so happy like in the photo above. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;maybe 1 day, when pigs start to fly and perhaps there will be no such things called exams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-7669711894106945871?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7669711894106945871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=7669711894106945871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/7669711894106945871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/7669711894106945871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/04/happily-never-after.html' title='Happily never after'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S8xDA9J6ZSI/AAAAAAAABHQ/k8YebsfYz6w/s72-c/IMG_6227.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-2162707737464661717</id><published>2010-04-17T21:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T22:06:23.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>she took the midnight train going anywhere</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S8m9S238c0I/AAAAAAAABHI/eMQcPHnxC8I/s1600/hot-air-ballooning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461104154828895042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S8m9S238c0I/AAAAAAAABHI/eMQcPHnxC8I/s400/hot-air-ballooning.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Current music: myl ife would suck without you- glee soundtrack&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current mood: sad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had perf yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it is well, our last performance ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i was telling the group about it and peter was like 'eugenia its not your last dance' and i was like 'yes it is, we're all stepping down today' the conversation went on, and he wanted us[zoe,yingyi,me] to stay on till next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i've thought long and hard about my future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;there are so many barriers in my way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i have a sudden uncertainty about my future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my future was decided weeks ago, i knew what i wanted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but now there are so many barriers in my way the only way i can make it through is to let go, and let God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;all i need is time, a moment that is mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, my week was a rather slow, sad, lifeless week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i am never truly happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;when will i ever be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;on a [trying] happier note,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;dolly's birthday just passed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we had an awesome celebration for her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we really tricked her into believing what we had planned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;whee such an innocent girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;heehheh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S8m9SX4MK-I/AAAAAAAABHA/NGO8sRk5X4U/s1600/23677_1306379733751_1058256802_1512094_5592848_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461104146508426210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S8m9SX4MK-I/AAAAAAAABHA/NGO8sRk5X4U/s400/23677_1306379733751_1058256802_1512094_5592848_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S8m9SENgxGI/AAAAAAAABG4/o1XX8cejPQQ/s1600/23677_1306379373742_1058256802_1512086_3297162_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461104141229147234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S8m9SENgxGI/AAAAAAAABG4/o1XX8cejPQQ/s400/23677_1306379373742_1058256802_1512086_3297162_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S8m9RniFxJI/AAAAAAAABGw/RwwIIdVrEFg/s1600/23677_1306379293740_1058256802_1512084_4739512_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461104133530829970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S8m9RniFxJI/AAAAAAAABGw/RwwIIdVrEFg/s400/23677_1306379293740_1058256802_1512084_4739512_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on friday,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i was like super sleepy throughout the whole day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my mind became blank after recess and i could not stop sleeping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;even the pinching method, jumping up and down method, standing up and down method didnt work anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahah so anyway, went for dance with yingyi after school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had awards day performance and also collected an award on behalf of mnd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahah after collecting the award, i stuffed my dinner down my throat and we started playing iceman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;whee~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;such a fun and last experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahahah had performance afterwards which was well, i'd rate it 8.5/10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hheheeh my 2.5 is well, my emotional barriers which i sorta manage to conquer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after perf, everyone started breaking down etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to ut with serene,joey and joan for like a sorta h2ht and eating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahahah so fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;im going to be super negative and write this down:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it is the last h2ht we will ever have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we were talking about our last moments etc, and joey was like 'eugenia, this is the last time i will look at you and smile' sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the most vivid memory i have of us smiling was during the chingay parade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it was truly a moment to remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i remember me looking @ joey and both of us will start smiling and laughing. hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;truly happy memories that will last forever..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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/1051493695509875708-2162707737464661717?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2162707737464661717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=2162707737464661717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/2162707737464661717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/2162707737464661717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/04/she-took-midnight-train-going-anywhere.html' title='she took the midnight train going anywhere'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S8m9S238c0I/AAAAAAAABHI/eMQcPHnxC8I/s72-c/hot-air-ballooning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-6560910189794776388</id><published>2010-04-15T22:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T22:20:06.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>puffy green clouds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S8ce3b9nURI/AAAAAAAABGo/nlfyhNNT_QY/s1600/chingayhgjh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460367010957840658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S8ce3b9nURI/AAAAAAAABGo/nlfyhNNT_QY/s400/chingayhgjh.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;LOVE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could rewind time.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could not regret what i did in the past.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could treasure what i had.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could understand how i feel now last time.&lt;br /&gt;i wish. i wish. i wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not really enjoying my life now.&lt;br /&gt;sigh, life is totally meaningless and boring.&lt;br /&gt;dreading for tomorrow to come because i dont find joy in going to school anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i used to have this little excitement everyday in the past whenever i woke up and realise what i had planned for today.&lt;br /&gt;but today, as i woke up, there was no little excitement to make me a tad bit happier.&lt;br /&gt;i tend to take things really slow when i dont find a excitement or a little joy in what i do.&lt;br /&gt;no wonder mum was saying ' you've been leaving the house late for school nowadays'.&lt;br /&gt;what can i say? 'oh because i dont find any joy in my life now.'&lt;br /&gt;imagine if a mother hears their child saying that.&lt;br /&gt;its been a long time since i walk with a bounce and feel that little joy and happiness every alternate second.&lt;br /&gt;sigh i just feel like crying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;its our last time, to share the stage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;before we go our separate ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;high school wasnt meant to last forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-6560910189794776388?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6560910189794776388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=6560910189794776388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/6560910189794776388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/6560910189794776388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/04/puffy-green-clouds.html' title='puffy green clouds'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S8ce3b9nURI/AAAAAAAABGo/nlfyhNNT_QY/s72-c/chingayhgjh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-4413344798499494316</id><published>2010-04-11T15:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T15:21:32.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S8F4NRwzioI/AAAAAAAABGg/84xtrb62Oho/s1600/24024_385336414379_610074379_3603273_5609070_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458776392851491458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S8F4NRwzioI/AAAAAAAABGg/84xtrb62Oho/s400/24024_385336414379_610074379_3603273_5609070_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;omg zul looks like dao ming si in the photo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahahahh okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Process is difficult but results are rewarding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-ZhengKai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-4413344798499494316?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4413344798499494316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=4413344798499494316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/4413344798499494316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/4413344798499494316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/04/omg-zul-looks-like-dao-ming-si-in-photo.html' title=''/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S8F4NRwzioI/AAAAAAAABGg/84xtrb62Oho/s72-c/24024_385336414379_610074379_3603273_5609070_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-777419902624152749</id><published>2010-04-11T13:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T14:42:53.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just for one moment touch the sky</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S8FddiNRxGI/AAAAAAAABGY/7r8OkwN2tC0/s1600/b206791189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458746985329837154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S8FddiNRxGI/AAAAAAAABGY/7r8OkwN2tC0/s400/b206791189.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current music: Reach- reach the musical&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current mood: happy, sad, contemplative&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This week has been a blast for me and the cast members.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i am speechless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the musical started last September, when the auditions began.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i never wanted to go for the audition, but for m&amp;amp;d, i went for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;surprisingly, i got in though i never thought i would cause i was not prepared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;people came and left the musical soon after, i decided to stay on because of, well, my portfolio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;practice for the musical began during the holidays and i really didn't like being inside the musical, i was complaining to every human i saw that i did not want to be part of it. i tried to quit, not once, but many many countless times, but without fail, ms fern would always stop me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i thought she was just being mean and that she didn't understand how i would feel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;jan 2010 came shortly after many musical practices. Chingay was coming up and we were all so busy with chingay that we couldn't go for musical practices.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;many teachers were disappointed with us cause we went for chingay rehearsals that fell on every sat, with clashed with the musical practices.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after chingay ended, we went for the musical, but our hearts were not in it. i skipped every single ydance practice for musical and i nearly had to leave ydance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;there were so many things in my way that made me want to drop the musical.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;in feb or so, we got our act 2 script, in only 2 months or less we had to perfect our musical.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;things were extremely tough because not every one's heart was in it, honestly, i doubt mine was either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;many things happened, many scoldings, much tears and sorrows and hatred was in the way of doing a good show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;throughout the last week of our rehearsals, everyone decided to change for the better and do our best because we knew what we wanted. many of us wanted a standing ovation. many of us wanted to show others that they could be better than the rest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;during the RP rehearsals, we gave our all and decided not to let anything get in our way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;many of us fell sick but we did not give up, in our 18 cast members, half of us were all sick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;on the actual day of performance, many of us cried before the show because of so many things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;mrs grothers was an awesome director, so was ms umi. they have taught us so many things that we will never forget in our lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ms siti was also an awesome choreographer too who taught me to do so many stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i am truly extremely grateful to what they all have done for this show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yesterday was the actual performance, everyone was in sky high because we all knew we did the best that we had ever done in our lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i am truly grateful to ms fern for not letting me quit in the past.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i love everyone in the musical.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lotsa love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-777419902624152749?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/777419902624152749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=777419902624152749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/777419902624152749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/777419902624152749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/04/just-for-one-moment-touch-sky.html' title='just for one moment touch the sky'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S8FddiNRxGI/AAAAAAAABGY/7r8OkwN2tC0/s72-c/b206791189.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-6643536931938861043</id><published>2010-04-06T16:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T16:42:17.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my future decided</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S7ryecw7oII/AAAAAAAABGQ/qltmtQsX3Rk/s1600/82988690.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 340px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456940503444201602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S7ryecw7oII/AAAAAAAABGQ/qltmtQsX3Rk/s400/82988690.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I've thought about it and i've finally realised that this is where i want to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Not going to school throughout this week because of musical pract and also because im sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was sharing my drink with yasmeen and she was like im sick you know, and i thought it was some cough or something..&lt;br /&gt;sobs ;/&lt;br /&gt;had fever since yesterday and it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, REACH the musical is this sat!&lt;br /&gt;i am finally, after many many months or practice, excited about the musical.&lt;br /&gt;i've thought about many stuff lately, and i realised so many things and it makes me see life in a different perspective- both good and bad.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, watched so you think you can dance&amp;amp; glee today. yay happy day for me although being sick is nothing to be happy about.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i cant believe i am saying this, but, i cant wait for REACH the musical :) :)&lt;br /&gt;i might as well make the best of what i have, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1051493695509875708-6643536931938861043?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6643536931938861043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=6643536931938861043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/6643536931938861043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/6643536931938861043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-future-decided.html' title='my future decided'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S7ryecw7oII/AAAAAAAABGQ/qltmtQsX3Rk/s72-c/82988690.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-1939656343432016484</id><published>2010-04-03T20:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T20:30:13.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>making a little magic in the moonlight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S7cz0Puhe5I/AAAAAAAABGA/cDNDGV9B1cM/s1600/26783_10150157635545268_828630267_11470207_1959382_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455886446250523538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S7cz0Puhe5I/AAAAAAAABGA/cDNDGV9B1cM/s400/26783_10150157635545268_828630267_11470207_1959382_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Current music: kiss the girl- Keith Urban&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current mood: sad, but hopeful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;West is finally 3!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;performaed with weixian&amp;amp;shihui for the west anniversary!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;super fun :) :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we only practiced twice and during our first pract we were just talking about very lame stuff like our clothes etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;only on the second and final practice, did we start to practice haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but i have to say, the dance was okay due to our 2 practices only.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, had musical practice today which was pretty fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;gonnah ave practice for the whole of next week. literally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so.. yea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;love the photo above with minyi,cristine&amp;amp;peiwen during our west anni. :) :) :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-1939656343432016484?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1939656343432016484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=1939656343432016484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/1939656343432016484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/1939656343432016484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/04/making-little-magic-in-moonlight.html' title='making a little magic in the moonlight'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S7cz0Puhe5I/AAAAAAAABGA/cDNDGV9B1cM/s72-c/26783_10150157635545268_828630267_11470207_1959382_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-6526949682673044862</id><published>2010-04-01T22:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T22:41:04.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moodless</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S7SutjrlgbI/AAAAAAAABF4/fXLoCzGwXnc/s1600/hot-air-balloon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455177146347913650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S7SutjrlgbI/AAAAAAAABF4/fXLoCzGwXnc/s400/hot-air-balloon.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Life sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Nothing hurts like losing, when you know its already gone. Except for the pain of choosing to hold on too long"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-6526949682673044862?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6526949682673044862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=6526949682673044862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/6526949682673044862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/6526949682673044862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/04/moodless.html' title='moodless'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S7SutjrlgbI/AAAAAAAABF4/fXLoCzGwXnc/s72-c/hot-air-balloon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-6133306621162725832</id><published>2010-03-27T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T21:30:38.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holding tight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S64ISpNClQI/AAAAAAAABFw/jSyC4svdAvM/s1600/nicole+ritchie.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453305315183465730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S64ISpNClQI/AAAAAAAABFw/jSyC4svdAvM/s400/nicole+ritchie.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the end point is always the best thing in life, yet no one seems to get that. not even me.&lt;br /&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/1051493695509875708-6133306621162725832?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6133306621162725832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=6133306621162725832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/6133306621162725832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/6133306621162725832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/holding-tight.html' title='Holding tight'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S64ISpNClQI/AAAAAAAABFw/jSyC4svdAvM/s72-c/nicole+ritchie.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-281903609927974593</id><published>2010-03-22T21:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T21:26:47.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>----</title><content type='html'>No, happily never after&lt;br /&gt;That just ain't for me because finally&lt;br /&gt;I know I deserve better after all&lt;br /&gt;I'll never let another teardrop fall&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-281903609927974593?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/281903609927974593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=281903609927974593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/281903609927974593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/281903609927974593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title='----'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-3733671913144393284</id><published>2010-03-17T21:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T22:01:32.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the world's moving, but im not.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S6DfpgdaF9I/AAAAAAAABFg/D0D5jJ7A_k0/s1600-h/robdeets2__oPt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 305px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449601453299210194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S6DfpgdaF9I/AAAAAAAABFg/D0D5jJ7A_k0/s400/robdeets2__oPt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current music: no air- Glee soundtrack&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current mood: thoughtful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've been thinking lately that last year wasa a year that i had to actually make time&amp;amp; to plan my time wisely but this year is about me letting go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp;i thought that making time was hard, but letting go is harder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;im at a process of letting go now, but ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i know i can do it :) :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, today was pretty boring. went for musical pract today from 10-5 which was pretty yawnfest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaha no im kidding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;im really kidding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;no no no musical was pretty fun today :) :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;was kinda lost because everything was changed on mon but yay now i totally understand everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so eager for some things to come but at the same time i also dread for some things to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, im dying because i have no clue as to what to dance for the west anni which is next week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HELP!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-3733671913144393284?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3733671913144393284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=3733671913144393284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/3733671913144393284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/3733671913144393284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/worlds-moving-but-im-not.html' title='the world&apos;s moving, but im not.'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S6DfpgdaF9I/AAAAAAAABFg/D0D5jJ7A_k0/s72-c/robdeets2__oPt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-3508532349056707440</id><published>2010-03-16T16:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T16:42:22.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feedlefeedumfeedoom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S59CkCmS46I/AAAAAAAABFY/BqiDAz-ffeQ/s1600-h/rob3__opt1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449147261081805730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S59CkCmS46I/AAAAAAAABFY/BqiDAz-ffeQ/s400/rob3__opt1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Current music: Telephone- lady gaga ft beyonce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current mood: sucky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;having mixed feelings about many stuff right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;don't wanna elaborate much but its really very disheartening to know that people give up on things quite easily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i mean, i give up on many stuffs in my life too, but its about hanging on and to always see the end point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;its pretty frustrating to see people around me give up on so many stuff when i know that they can hold on to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;damn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;shifting gears, life is totally horrible now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i've been having prefects camp etcetc the past few days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it was so fun and we were just talking about how we love to have so many things in our schedule and to always feel like we've got something to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;its that extra push that make me wanna live my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i love feeling that i have a lot of things to do and i kinda love the business because i feel busy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yes, i know i am a psycho but life is boring now it sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i hate doing nothing at home but i just cant lift my butt away from my computer chair to start studying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i seriously need that extra push to get my fat butt to move and to start studying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;damnit.damnit.damnit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;p.s. i cant wait for eclipse! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-3508532349056707440?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3508532349056707440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=3508532349056707440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/3508532349056707440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/3508532349056707440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/feedlefeedumfeedoom.html' title='feedlefeedumfeedoom'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S59CkCmS46I/AAAAAAAABFY/BqiDAz-ffeQ/s72-c/rob3__opt1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-6853434279809266848</id><published>2010-03-09T14:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T14:32:34.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S5Xp-DZxtfI/AAAAAAAABFQ/wPO9SygUfBE/s1600-h/97189232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 340px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446516576649065970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S5Xp-DZxtfI/AAAAAAAABFQ/wPO9SygUfBE/s400/97189232.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dance: an artistic form of nonverbal communication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been thinking lately to join a dance troupe after n lvls or o lvls.&lt;br /&gt;not sure whether i should take something totally different of stick to what i know.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i am alone at the crossroads."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-6853434279809266848?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6853434279809266848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=6853434279809266848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/6853434279809266848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/6853434279809266848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/dance-artistic-form-of-nonverbal.html' title=''/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S5Xp-DZxtfI/AAAAAAAABFQ/wPO9SygUfBE/s72-c/97189232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-7455278054063073836</id><published>2010-03-08T13:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T13:44:33.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>froyo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S5SMmHyA0oI/AAAAAAAABFA/qeI8cR5snG0/s1600-h/robdet2__oPt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 277px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446132435949507202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S5SMmHyA0oI/AAAAAAAABFA/qeI8cR5snG0/s400/robdet2__oPt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current music: baby- justin bieber ft ______&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current mood: bored&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Staying @ home eating fro-grapes and hearing the same song over&amp;amp;over and having my antibiotics stuck @ my throat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i am literally dying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i hate having nothing on for me to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;everyone's @ camp while im home doing nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i just realised being home is so damn boring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, im finishing up my fro-grapes &amp;amp; i havent eaten my lunch so.. anyway, the past week was horribly bored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;stayed @ home for 2 days cause of my infection, than went back to school on wed&amp;amp;had musical pract. thursday was pretty awesome because its a carefree day~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;didnt do much on fri except falling asleep while everyone was having dance because i could only watch them dance cause of my stupid infection. went for the musical dance pract which i wasnt involved in than learnt the steps for dance works than flew home to get changed than left o qiuxuan's house for a sleepover.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had so much fun eating+talking+falling in&amp;amp;out of sleep+having our movie marathon_deciding to leave qiuxuan's house @ 4 so we can eat mac's breakfast but we all slept before 4+playing bowling on qiuxuan's tv because we were so damn bored+there was no shows+if we watched a movie, everyone would fall asleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;decided to wake up @ 6 so that i could have breakfast with joan&amp;amp;kayal but i was stoning like mad so i was extremely late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;reached school @ 10 for musical pract which was so damn tiring&amp;amp;boring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;flew to lot to meet with the girls&amp;amp;boys than went to spore flyer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had so much fun laughing like shit and basically entertaining ourselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;flew back to cityhall to meet mum for my facial than met dad for dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;on sunday, met dad to get his BB with banan. met mum afterwards than bought my contacts&amp;amp;celebrated ness's good results for her A levels @ crystal jade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaah it was damn funny!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so anyway, im gonna rot @ home for the next 3 days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sobs ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;btw, did i mention that rob is so so so cute in the picture above?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-7455278054063073836?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7455278054063073836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=7455278054063073836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/7455278054063073836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/7455278054063073836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/froyo.html' title='froyo'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S5SMmHyA0oI/AAAAAAAABFA/qeI8cR5snG0/s72-c/robdet2__oPt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-5041034708849804014</id><published>2010-03-01T21:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T21:42:06.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if i dont see you anymore,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S4vDR7Q6tLI/AAAAAAAABE4/egBEGHlsW08/s1600-h/eclipse0055gtsh__oPt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443659287341216946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S4vDR7Q6tLI/AAAAAAAABE4/egBEGHlsW08/s400/eclipse0055gtsh__oPt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Current music: Far away- Nickelback&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current mood: happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;gonna post some chingay peeks that i grabbed from joey's blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha, anyway, i dont know what to write for my chingay experience that i have to hand in tomorow..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so anyway, didnt go to school today because my wound was infected.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so sucky ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S4vDGzmB_PI/AAAAAAAABEw/kQRd6bAHmIo/s1600-h/chingay12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443659096303729906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S4vDGzmB_PI/AAAAAAAABEw/kQRd6bAHmIo/s400/chingay12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Group photo with peterteo&amp;amp;xujie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S4vDGu86W3I/AAAAAAAABEo/yrK6WniYbyw/s1600-h/chingay9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443659095057521522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S4vDGu86W3I/AAAAAAAABEo/yrK6WniYbyw/s400/chingay9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; serene,zoe,joey,qiuxuan,me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S4vDGC8hsaI/AAAAAAAABEg/rnTNZRZW7tA/s1600-h/chingay4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443659083244745122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S4vDGC8hsaI/AAAAAAAABEg/rnTNZRZW7tA/s400/chingay4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sec 4 group photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, gonna end this post with a super cute peek of us jumping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i've got the photo that sally took, it was extremely candid&amp;amp;real.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;gonna post it soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S4vDF5LKu8I/AAAAAAAABEY/GFT07s8ufRQ/s1600-h/chingay1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443659080621800386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S4vDF5LKu8I/AAAAAAAABEY/GFT07s8ufRQ/s400/chingay1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-5041034708849804014?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5041034708849804014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=5041034708849804014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/5041034708849804014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/5041034708849804014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/if-i-dont-see-you-anymore.html' title='if i dont see you anymore,'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S4vDR7Q6tLI/AAAAAAAABE4/egBEGHlsW08/s72-c/eclipse0055gtsh__oPt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-3369591914446455560</id><published>2010-02-28T21:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T21:25:59.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>she doesnt get it</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S4ps4CwBGLI/AAAAAAAABEI/p0rkOHDmYFI/s1600-h/eclipse3__oPt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 265px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443282809697409202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S4ps4CwBGLI/AAAAAAAABEI/p0rkOHDmYFI/s400/eclipse3__oPt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Current muic: she doesnt get it- taptap revenge 3.0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current mood: happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OMG ROBERT PATTINSON &amp;amp; KIRSTEN STUWART* ARE TOGETHER!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay i think i spelt her name wrongly &amp;amp; i know that i knew it long ago but i needed to cmfirm it again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaha, anyway this week was pretty boring because there isnt chingay anymore ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, this week was so long&amp;amp; darggy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;pretty muched hanged out with zoe,qiuxuan.serene,joey,genevieve,jinhui,yongrae,daniel[ no order] this whole week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;always watch them gamble and i will always feel so sleepy when i see them gambling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahahha, dont wanna eleborate much but went out with adelene,stef&amp;amp;dolly on thurs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so fun but not as fun as last time @ daiso because no more stuff to laugh @.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, thursday was pretty bad cause of some stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, fri i fell during pe and hurt my knee so now its super pain ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; had dance and it was like a happy day for some &amp;amp; a sad day for some.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, went to serene's house to bainian with zoe,qiuxuan,joey,genevieve&amp;amp;jinhui.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahah ate dinner @ there and watch them gamble&amp;amp; watch tv&amp;amp;go lot&amp;amp;laugh like crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahah, it was seriously damn fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahah on sat went for musical pract than went to collect the dance stuff with joan&amp;amp;wei lin + look for the danceworks outfit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;today, went to a little danceworks ract then met zoe,serene,qiuxuan,jinhui,yongrae&amp;amp;daniel caus they wanted to come my house to bainian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so ya, had fun laughing with them &amp;amp; omg the boys[excluding daniel] didnt wanna leave hahahah!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so anyway, i had so much fun this week even though i feel a tad bit sad vecause of _______. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so anyway, nothing much to look forward to except that there isnt anymore exams!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;until the next mid years &amp;amp; prelims &amp;amp; n level.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaha, i/adelene love to spoil my mood by telling myself/me the sad stuff when i feel happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahahaahha :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yay i am so happy&amp;amp;sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;btw to end this in a very lame mood, I AM SO ADDICTED TO TAP TAP !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-3369591914446455560?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3369591914446455560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=3369591914446455560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/3369591914446455560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/3369591914446455560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/she-doesnt-get-it.html' title='she doesnt get it'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S4ps4CwBGLI/AAAAAAAABEI/p0rkOHDmYFI/s72-c/eclipse3__oPt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-6687494880364777203</id><published>2010-02-21T14:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T15:30:10.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a night to remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S4DPRmVJK3I/AAAAAAAABEA/5ncdxMK9-Kk/s1600-h/eclipse2__oPt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440576251117513586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S4DPRmVJK3I/AAAAAAAABEA/5ncdxMK9-Kk/s400/eclipse2__oPt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Current music: none&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current mood: happy&amp;amp;touched&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; just gonna post all about &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;chingay&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we had rehearsal on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;, which was damn tiring because had school, than went for lunch @ &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ut&lt;/span&gt;, than went back to school for chem supp than went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;chingay&lt;/span&gt; rehearsal till 12++&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, it was extremely funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;, i was dead tired but anyway still had to go to school for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ss&lt;/span&gt; common test.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;than left school @ 12 with joey to meet the MI girls to buy the make up than rushed back to school to do make up &amp;amp; hair &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;etcetc&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;left &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;for chingay&lt;/span&gt; parade at 5&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt; seriously, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;chingay&lt;/span&gt; has got to be the best thingy yet that had ever happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahaah&lt;/span&gt;, it was damn nice&amp;amp;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt; the sec4s totally bonded like made during &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;chingay&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;shouted&amp;amp;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;screamd&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fri&lt;/span&gt; till i literally had no voice left on sat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;met &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;joan&lt;/span&gt; on sat @ lot to get make up stuff &amp;amp; hair stuff than left to school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;did hair make up &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;etcetc&lt;/span&gt;, than left for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;chingay&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yesterday's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;chingay&lt;/span&gt; parade has got to be the best parade because everyone &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alrdy&lt;/span&gt; knew what to do so we were like excited instead of being nervous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;bus rides going to marina &amp;amp; back to lot are always so fun because &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;every one's&lt;/span&gt; either damn high or sleeping &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;like&lt;/span&gt; pigs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;yesterday&lt;/span&gt; was really a night to remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i got extremely emotional on the bus cause we were discussing about dance with the boys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;than afterwards, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;zoe&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qiuxuan&lt;/span&gt;,serene,joey,&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;genevieve&lt;/span&gt; stayed @ lot for a while to talk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we were like those &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bangalas&lt;/span&gt; sitting on a grass patch. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahah&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp;we were sitting on our costume becase we didnt need to use it ever in our lifes again! hahahahaha!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;btw, i thnk that our costume wasnt that bad eh, because there were others that were worst!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaahah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_31" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; going to be extremely detailed about this]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so we were sitting there talking ,than &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_32" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;jinbao&lt;/span&gt; called me saying that he&amp;amp;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_33" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;daniel&lt;/span&gt; will stay on for dance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;because of my horrible sexy voice, i asked if they anted to come to lot to talk to us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and they said yes, seriously, they are mental, @ 11pm, we asked them to come to lot and they agreed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so anyway, after &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_34" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;jinbao&lt;/span&gt; told me than they were joining i started crying. than after that, i told the girls than all of us started crying our eyeballs out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;seriously, they did not have to do this for us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so we were like crying until our eye were red, than &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_35" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;jinbao&lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_36" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;daniu&lt;/span&gt; reached, so i went to being them to the grass patch, than obviously they knew we were crying because of our red and watery eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;than afterwards, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_37" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yongrae&lt;/span&gt; said he wanted to join dance but he wants table tennis so he has to choose etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so to cut it short, all of us were asking them why are they so nice to us all these, and i was like 'why do you always play along with us when we anyhow call you my brother&amp;amp;best friend &amp;amp; always pinch your cheek'? than &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_38" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;daniel&lt;/span&gt; was like 'because we want to make you guys happy'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;than all of us started crying our eyes out etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;than it got damn late, so we left than we were like eh lets conference later!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_39" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahah&lt;/span&gt; so afterwards, we were conferencing, and it was damn funny because i had no voice, so nobody understood what i was saying, esp &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_40" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;genenvieve&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_41" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahah&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and we were basically talking crap &amp;amp; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_42" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;daniel&lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_43" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qiuxuan's&lt;/span&gt; voice sounded similar, super funny! than we were like talking till 2 plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_44" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahah&lt;/span&gt; so ya because we all cried our eyeballs out, now all of our eyes are swollen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i totally cant open my eyes completely and its so painful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, i so do not wanna go school tomorrow because there's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_45" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fnn&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; shit i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_46" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;havent&lt;/span&gt; done my coursework yet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, here's a lame photo with me&amp;amp;serene on the bus coming back from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_47" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;chingay&lt;/span&gt; rehearsal:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S4DPRCpUTgI/AAAAAAAABD4/GHeqm4ToQCw/s1600-h/DSC00047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 81px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440576241538452994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S4DPRCpUTgI/AAAAAAAABD4/GHeqm4ToQCw/s400/DSC00047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-6687494880364777203?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6687494880364777203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=6687494880364777203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/6687494880364777203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/6687494880364777203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/night-to-remember.html' title='a night to remember'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S4DPRmVJK3I/AAAAAAAABEA/5ncdxMK9-Kk/s72-c/eclipse2__oPt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-6259215070016495560</id><published>2010-02-13T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T22:26:44.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont stop believin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S3a07cWILKI/AAAAAAAABDw/dHFRQc_uwEQ/s1600-h/z203473014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 380px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437732533410737314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S3a07cWILKI/AAAAAAAABDw/dHFRQc_uwEQ/s400/z203473014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Current music: Take a bow-Glee soundtrack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current mood: happy&amp;amp;disappointed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i had an awesome week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i feel extremely happy about so many things and i feel like i've known a person so much better after some stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had to perform 2 items for cny celebration, and it was a blast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;everyone was having so much fun esp me even though ya i know alot of people thinks that the item is a joke but, omg its so fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha, after performance, ate lunch with zoe,serene,qiuxuan,genevieve[no order] @ food culture before rushing back home to bathe then left for service and i was an hour late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahah, after that went to haojie's house for a vwc reunion dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaah super funny i had a blast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;today, spring clean the whole house and had steamboat again. so I'm gonna have steamboat for 3 consecutive days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha. im so gonna be sick of steamboat after tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had steamboat @ haojie's house, had steamboat today, and im also gonna have steamboat tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, im feeling very happy cause there was AI, Glee, Guliana&amp;amp;Bill, Keeping up with the kardasians etcetc today hahah so happy~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;feeling so carefree since yesterday on the bus to service :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yay hahah okay anyway, Happy new year&amp;amp; Happy V day to everyone ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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/1051493695509875708-6259215070016495560?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6259215070016495560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=6259215070016495560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/6259215070016495560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/6259215070016495560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/dont-stop-believin.html' title='Dont stop believin&apos;'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S3a07cWILKI/AAAAAAAABDw/dHFRQc_uwEQ/s72-c/z203473014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-2517262522023959134</id><published>2010-02-09T17:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T18:05:45.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i shine because of you today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S3EyDGL3LjI/AAAAAAAABDo/3RZc-z2Plg8/s1600-h/z179011330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 283px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436181253994262066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S3EyDGL3LjI/AAAAAAAABDo/3RZc-z2Plg8/s400/z179011330.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Current music: stand still look pretty- the wreckers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current mood: happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the picture is a joke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i was looking through my pictures and i saw this. its so funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway i so cant wait for eclispe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i was looking for the new eclipse photo but i cant find it on my comp so i'll post it next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, today has been an awesome day because im free~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;its the second time in the year that i reached home before the sun set!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahah yea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway had dance yesterday and i was so tired i couldnt focus etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to lot to find some stuff than met up with the vwc2 people to eat dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh and mum bought an ipohne and banan is so gonna force/beg mum to give it to her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway i feel so happy now because the hols are coming in a few days!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yay so happy :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-2517262522023959134?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2517262522023959134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=2517262522023959134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/2517262522023959134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/2517262522023959134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-shine-because-of-you-today.html' title='i shine because of you today'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S3EyDGL3LjI/AAAAAAAABDo/3RZc-z2Plg8/s72-c/z179011330.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-8204202444718195063</id><published>2010-02-07T22:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T22:23:02.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Earth shattering</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S27JRi8rjrI/AAAAAAAABDg/lsV3tI7i0uo/s1600-h/89124613.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 199px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435503103559044786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S27JRi8rjrI/AAAAAAAABDg/lsV3tI7i0uo/s400/89124613.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Current music: none&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current mood:tired&amp;amp;sad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the title has no link to my post but it was so into me cause im listening to the improved version of the danceworks song by zul cause he just sent it to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so anyway, i am literally @ the verge on dying now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my brain is blocked and i seriously dont know how to do my fnn coursework.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i am lacking sleep :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;been extremely busy these few days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had chingay pract till late @ night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;reached home around 12-ish than slept @ 2plus after watching glee&amp;amp;the hills.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahah i fell asleep halfway than banan was talking to herself without knowing that i fell asleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, had an awesome shopping spree today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i bought almost all the stuff i need for the new year and omg i cant wait for fnn to end alrdy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i absolutely dread seeing ms sng and doing fnn cause it makes me sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;having common test in a few days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i am also dying because i haven't revised. i do not have time to study.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;damnit. I.NEED.TIME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;there's so many things for me to do, but there's so little time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;things i MUST do:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-study for common test.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-do my fnn coursework&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-hurry choreograph the dance for the west anniversary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-chingay rehearsal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-make time for church stuff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-make time for ydance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-make time for musical[sat]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-make time for myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, had musical rehearsal on sat which was absolutely _______[i dont know what to say]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and there isnt musical pract on fri but there's musical on sat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;which means i've got to go for the jc/poly service by myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;joy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so sad &amp;amp; tired &amp;amp; i wanna skip school tomorrow but obviously i will not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i need to sleep badly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, on a very happy note, cny is coming this week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp;there's a reunion dinner on fri with vwc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;like finally i get to rest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and FINALLY there's a freaking holiday till tues which means no fnn!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hooray~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yes im slightly insane now because my brain isnt functioning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-8204202444718195063?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8204202444718195063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=8204202444718195063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/8204202444718195063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/8204202444718195063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/earth-shattering.html' title='Earth shattering'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S27JRi8rjrI/AAAAAAAABDg/lsV3tI7i0uo/s72-c/89124613.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-1726348779554446780</id><published>2010-02-04T19:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T19:48:25.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rays of sunlight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S2qzDhyGc2I/AAAAAAAABDY/FNI-TC0uGG0/s1600-h/83676063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434352773565412194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S2qzDhyGc2I/AAAAAAAABDY/FNI-TC0uGG0/s400/83676063.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Current music: dont stop believing- glee soundtrack&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current mood: busy&amp;amp;sleepy&amp;amp;happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;this week has been a blast for me, there was late practs on tues for chingay and omg its really extremely OTT. hahah but its an awesome experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it ended@ like 10-ish so i slept @ around 12 and i was late for school on wed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, on wed had musical pract, got or costumes etcetc, pretty fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;today was so funny had our carefree day as usual~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but had chem supp @ 3 so we went to ut for lunch  was late blahblah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp;omg im so yired nowadays from so mny things i have been dozing off during my lessons ad i was sneezing like a mad cow during hist lesson which made me so drowsy and so i slept &amp;amp; i think i pissed off the teacher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahahaah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, gonna have dance pract tomorrow and musical+chingay pract on sat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;on a extremely different note,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i havent bought my new year clothes&amp;amp; i have only about a week left!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-1726348779554446780?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1726348779554446780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=1726348779554446780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/1726348779554446780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/1726348779554446780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/rays-of-sunlight.html' title='rays of sunlight'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S2qzDhyGc2I/AAAAAAAABDY/FNI-TC0uGG0/s72-c/83676063.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-222558007524857701</id><published>2010-01-31T20:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T21:10:59.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so just pull the trigger</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S2V-Gi8lKzI/AAAAAAAABDQ/4LmxVJKShqw/s1600-h/12932_358018390257_729170257_10154246_4206474_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432887176417585970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S2V-Gi8lKzI/AAAAAAAABDQ/4LmxVJKShqw/s400/12932_358018390257_729170257_10154246_4206474_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Current music: russian roulette-rihanna&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;current mood: happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the past week has been pretty awsom because i had 2 carefree days+ i felt so carefree during friday's physics test.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahah i know i am so lame but is been such a long time since i was free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but im extremely glad that i am busy it feels nice to be for a while but after what zhengkai said about having breaks etc, than i started to feel a little drained.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so anyway, i'll always look forward to thurs cause i've got nothing to do :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;this week passed pretty fast and on fri had extended musical pract till 9 so i couldnt go for combined ydance pract.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i've been seriously skippin so many practs alrdy. ;/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so anywayduring the extended pract we just learnt the dance, or rather i leart the dance because joan&amp;amp;i came later so we had t catch up but it was so fun hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;afterwards met banan&amp;amp;ness to get their supper hahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;on sat met joan to give the danceworks poster and omg so funny we were lost for a while hahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;m dad&amp;amp;mum later for dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh and oh thurs, had my carefree day with adelene&amp;amp;doll. we went to mof for our carefree dayand omg so funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after that went for sombindlifegroup with the perth person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;super funny hahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-222558007524857701?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/222558007524857701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=222558007524857701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/222558007524857701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/222558007524857701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-just-pull-trigger.html' title='so just pull the trigger'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S2V-Gi8lKzI/AAAAAAAABDQ/4LmxVJKShqw/s72-c/12932_358018390257_729170257_10154246_4206474_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-1194338537093948198</id><published>2010-01-24T14:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T14:35:39.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you take my hand&amp;drag me head first, fearless</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S1vo0OphVqI/AAAAAAAABDI/aVuRhty6_Tc/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430189759708354210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S1vo0OphVqI/AAAAAAAABDI/aVuRhty6_Tc/s400/love.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Current music: smash into you- beyonce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current mood: thoughtful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yesterday, 23january2010,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so glad there wasnt ydance so i slept longer which was super nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;than met up with bwc2 people than left for church.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after service, rushed off to meet joan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;than afterwards we rushed to the chingay rehearsal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yesterday was such a complicated day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it was such an awesome day and it made me realise who are the nice people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, im so glad we have xujie,peter teo, ming gao[ no order] as our dance teachers :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today, 24january2010,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;today was an awesome day because i slept for so long for like the first time in the year without an alarm clock to wake me up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yay so happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;than went to lot to get lunch with banana&amp;amp;ness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahah we bought mos burger and i saw weixian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaha so funny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, im gona rush out my 20-page fnn research.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;joy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-1194338537093948198?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1194338537093948198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=1194338537093948198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/1194338537093948198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/1194338537093948198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-take-my-hand-me-head-first-fearless.html' title='you take my hand&amp;drag me head first, fearless'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S1vo0OphVqI/AAAAAAAABDI/aVuRhty6_Tc/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-8347039443271072469</id><published>2010-01-22T21:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T21:27:53.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's no worries, only butterflies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S1mmSJxVHzI/AAAAAAAABC4/hq4b-6lbt1Y/s1600-h/93214994.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429553656562523954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S1mmSJxVHzI/AAAAAAAABC4/hq4b-6lbt1Y/s400/93214994.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current music: pocketful of sunshine- n.b.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Curent mood: happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i absolutely love thursday cause its my one and only free day in the week excluding sundays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahah, usually im only free on fri cause there's dance of mon, maybe danceworks pract on tues, musical pract on wed, FREE DAY on thurs, dance pract on fri and ydance pract, service on sat, and FREE DAY on sun :) :) :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yay so happy i was telling adelene and dolly that yesterday and today i was talking about free and happy days than doll was like ya coming soon, next thurs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, had cca orientation+performance today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;dont know why but i was so pissed plus really happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;walked home with serene after that and i made her walk like crap hhaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, im so glad there isnt ydance pract tomorrow cause that means i can snooze longer :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yay for me~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;plus omg i am caught in a dilemma because there's musical pract on fri night but i'll also have my ydance pract so, i dont know what to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;;/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-8347039443271072469?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8347039443271072469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=8347039443271072469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/8347039443271072469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/8347039443271072469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/01/theres-no-worries-only-butterflies.html' title='There&apos;s no worries, only butterflies'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S1mmSJxVHzI/AAAAAAAABC4/hq4b-6lbt1Y/s72-c/93214994.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-5285483382592019433</id><published>2010-01-19T21:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T21:35:58.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>But thoughts they changed and times they rearranged</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S1Wyqw_kqqI/AAAAAAAABCw/pG3qDOOxpOo/s1600-h/12932_358018145257_729170257_10154239_1637544_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428441373640796834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S1Wyqw_kqqI/AAAAAAAABCw/pG3qDOOxpOo/s400/12932_358018145257_729170257_10154239_1637544_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Current music: a day late- anberlin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current mood: content&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;why must you kee doing this to me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;why must you always change you mind the last min then forget to inforn me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;why must you think that its always my fault if something happens?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;why must you do this to me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, im really looking forward to sleeping a tad bit longer tomorrow cause its wednesday~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but the lessons still drags on till eternity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, this week went on pretty great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had danceworks after school followed by meeting up with vwc people but i did not in the end cause i couldnt contact them + no batt + i couldnt find them + banan wanted to meet me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, went to cut bangs cause erica and jamie cut it and we were saying that if she cus bangs, i will cut it too so yea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaha i look like a sec1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaahhaahahahhah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-5285483382592019433?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5285483382592019433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=5285483382592019433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/5285483382592019433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/5285483382592019433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/01/but-thoughts-they-changed-and-times.html' title='But thoughts they changed and times they rearranged'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S1Wyqw_kqqI/AAAAAAAABCw/pG3qDOOxpOo/s72-c/12932_358018145257_729170257_10154239_1637544_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-3625984394999228484</id><published>2010-01-17T19:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T19:43:08.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ten thousand lightning bugs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S1L1fUMRYcI/AAAAAAAABCo/gp3429NweM0/s1600-h/71225jonas__oPt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427670419279798722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S1L1fUMRYcI/AAAAAAAABCo/gp3429NweM0/s400/71225jonas__oPt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Current music: ego- beyonce ft snoop dog&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current mood: contented&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;this week has been the longest week for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, i have been extremely busy&amp;amp;stressed out because i totally dont understand mat at all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;plus there's dance&amp;amp;musical pract etcetc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, i had a blast yesterday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yesterday, 16 Jan 2010,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;woke up so early to go for musical pract when i received jamie's nessage that there's ydance today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so i rushed to school cause leqi called me &amp;amp; told me that the musical pract started @ 830 &amp;amp; i was still @ home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so i rushed down to school thinking that i could leave@ 930 to go for ydance bt the photoshoot was deleayed etcetc so i couldnt make it for ydance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;musical pract ended @ 2 than went to lot for lunch with joan before heading to bugis to buy my leotard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after that we went to spore flyer  for the chingay rehearsal &amp;amp; since we were early &amp;amp; the rest havent arrived, we decied to just sit&amp;amp; talk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;omg the place is awesome~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha than met up with the rest of the dancers &amp;amp; we ate kfc :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahah, after that we changed into our lovely[ hahah!] butterfly costumes &amp;amp; had rehearsals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;omg its damn hilarious la hahah not just the costume but everything!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i was laughing like mad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the chingay rehearsal ended @ 9 than bused back to lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;omg on the way back serene was being a mental girl [ as usual] hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;than met dad than went home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today, 17 Jan 2010,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to combined service @ suntec but i went for the 10am service with mum&amp;amp;dad thanks to banan so i didnt go with vwestc2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;than after service went to nyny for lunch than walked around with banan than i went to ut for threading.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahah im being so detailed today because im happy :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yay but im going to such a spoil sport by saying that there's fnn tomorrow! )':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-3625984394999228484?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3625984394999228484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=3625984394999228484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/3625984394999228484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/3625984394999228484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/01/ten-thousand-lightning-bugs.html' title='ten thousand lightning bugs'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S1L1fUMRYcI/AAAAAAAABCo/gp3429NweM0/s72-c/71225jonas__oPt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-3682201716322607219</id><published>2010-01-11T21:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T21:34:38.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you pull me thru' so many emotions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S0sm7My2PEI/AAAAAAAABCg/BdsNaMv6oSc/s1600-h/88462727.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 340px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425472974586526786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S0sm7My2PEI/AAAAAAAABCg/BdsNaMv6oSc/s400/88462727.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Current music: The best you never had- leona lewis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current mood: a hint of jealousy + determined&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i've been so busy lately i forgot how it feels like to be having too much time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but at least i like being busy, usually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, quick recap of what i did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i totally didnt know i had ydance on sat than i went to the market with mum until jamie called me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hhaha so i rushed down to nexus for ydance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it was pretty nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha than had service than ate lunch with the vwestc people than left to meet mum&amp;amp; dad to buy my books.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sun was such an awesome day for me cause i was so relaxed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp;ness made me&amp;amp;banan follow her to ut just so that she can thread.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;today was such a short day, than went to see the o levels people get their results back &amp;amp; that kinda got my motivated to study.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i cant wait till 1 month before to study.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ya so i am going to start studying now!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;btw my ss file is so empty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-3682201716322607219?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3682201716322607219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=3682201716322607219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/3682201716322607219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/3682201716322607219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-pull-me-thru-so-many-emotions.html' title='you pull me thru&apos; so many emotions'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S0sm7My2PEI/AAAAAAAABCg/BdsNaMv6oSc/s72-c/88462727.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-4501986617479396704</id><published>2010-01-08T20:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T20:56:24.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>caught in a bad romance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S0coJv2YTwI/AAAAAAAABCY/-DJQKsc_qxM/s1600-h/91548991.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 227px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424348424119537410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S0coJv2YTwI/AAAAAAAABCY/-DJQKsc_qxM/s400/91548991.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Current music: ego- beyonce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current mood: happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Definition of the word 'happy' :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;fulfilled, fortunate, delighted, joyous, cheerful, blissful, merry, glad, ecstatic, excited, supercalifragilisticexpialidocious&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;im feeling extremely happy now :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yay i cant express the happiness that i am feeling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway so happy i dont know what to say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-4501986617479396704?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4501986617479396704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=4501986617479396704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/4501986617479396704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/4501986617479396704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/01/caught-in-bad-romance.html' title='caught in a bad romance'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S0coJv2YTwI/AAAAAAAABCY/-DJQKsc_qxM/s72-c/91548991.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-6118836039085866195</id><published>2010-01-05T21:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T21:57:43.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fearless</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S0NEQdebIUI/AAAAAAAABCQ/S01UjMUfaug/s1600-h/X%27mas+Holiday+Trip!+(23-27+Dec+2009)+319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423253425865040194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S0NEQdebIUI/AAAAAAAABCQ/S01UjMUfaug/s400/X%27mas+Holiday+Trip!+(23-27+Dec+2009)+319.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Current music: Behind this hazel eyes- kelly clarkson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current mood: sad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hah this pic looks so funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i look awful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, had been having sec 1 orientation today and yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, school has officially started and its pretty much the same yet so horrible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my seat got changed somehow when i wasnt around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, everyone's telling me about how this year is my most important year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i know it is important, i get it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but its hard to make choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-6118836039085866195?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6118836039085866195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=6118836039085866195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/6118836039085866195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/6118836039085866195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/01/fearless.html' title='Fearless'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S0NEQdebIUI/AAAAAAAABCQ/S01UjMUfaug/s72-c/X%27mas+Holiday+Trip!+(23-27+Dec+2009)+319.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-8453806349646059067</id><published>2010-01-03T19:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T19:45:28.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New year, New start</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S0CBE0toVcI/AAAAAAAABCI/op-TYiMXf-M/s1600-h/18878_266784395897_752710897_4472857_7719580_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422475871223567810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S0CBE0toVcI/AAAAAAAABCI/op-TYiMXf-M/s400/18878_266784395897_752710897_4472857_7719580_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Current music: ave maria- Beyonce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Curent mood: hopeful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Happy 2010!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;on 31 dec 2008,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;only me, ness&amp;amp;mum were so called counting down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;banan was @ marina &amp;amp; dad was zzzzz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anwyay, we were watching seventh day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after that, ness&amp;amp;i were watching bof while watching for banan to come home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;on 1 jan 2010,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;met up with vwestc people for harvester retreat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we went to marina baraage/barrage [?] to fly kite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it was literally burning @ there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, had so much fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha &amp;amp; zhihuai likes talking to the kie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaah " down 50!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S0CAeGyOcII/AAAAAAAABCA/f6EwNxW2oJM/s1600-h/18878_269308220897_752710897_4496358_211983_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422475206059782274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S0CAeGyOcII/AAAAAAAABCA/f6EwNxW2oJM/s400/18878_269308220897_752710897_4496358_211983_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vwestc2 girls, excluding cristine(for harvesters): Seokxian, minyi, me, erica, jamie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S0CAd0Lgx2I/AAAAAAAABB4/5qX7ik9KkE8/s1600-h/18878_268612240897_752710897_4489494_3450456_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422475201065568098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S0CAd0Lgx2I/AAAAAAAABB4/5qX7ik9KkE8/s400/18878_268612240897_752710897_4489494_3450456_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whole of vwestc excludng cristine&amp;amp; jia en [ i think, for harvesters]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, dont you think the spongebob girl is so cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;you know she hug me until so tight hahah even though i dont know her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so cutee~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;on 2 jan 2010,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went for ydance @ pomo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so tiring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after that we took a bus back to nexus for church.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;than had dewen's bday celebration.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;than etcetctetc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha im so detailed today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, school starts tomorrow &amp;amp; i havent bought pencil case, pens, my books etcetc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;totally not ready!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-8453806349646059067?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8453806349646059067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=8453806349646059067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/8453806349646059067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/8453806349646059067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year-new-start.html' title='New year, New start'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/S0CBE0toVcI/AAAAAAAABCI/op-TYiMXf-M/s72-c/18878_266784395897_752710897_4472857_7719580_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-4195061639731884647</id><published>2009-12-30T15:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T15:18:53.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Battefield</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/Szr9s2XI7rI/AAAAAAAABBo/TZsluRgDbHs/s1600-h/gwen_stefani_6_wenn26750522__oPt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420924048442453682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/Szr9s2XI7rI/AAAAAAAABBo/TZsluRgDbHs/s400/gwen_stefani_6_wenn26750522__oPt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Current music: Russian roulette- Rihanna&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current mood: pissed but yet so calm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i am so pissed of by _______________ but yet i dont feel angry. maybe thats because we've drifted too far apart for me to feel a thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;maybe that's how its gonna be next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i still remember that look on your face when i saw you, thats something i'll never forget.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it was ______.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i thought we were friends, but i guess not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;when i saw your ____, i was so shocked to see what you _____.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i didnt know you thought that way of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;totally disappointment but i guess thats just the way it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;maybe thats how our lives are meant to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;friends, but not till the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-4195061639731884647?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4195061639731884647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=4195061639731884647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/4195061639731884647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/4195061639731884647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/12/battefield.html' title='Battefield'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/Szr9s2XI7rI/AAAAAAAABBo/TZsluRgDbHs/s72-c/gwen_stefani_6_wenn26750522__oPt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-2396592952014408146</id><published>2009-12-29T17:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T17:44:16.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>leave unsaid, unspoken</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/SznM7u2iL8I/AAAAAAAABBQ/CdWbBWH-YbE/s1600-h/americas-next-top-model-cycle-13-winner-nicole-first-ever-petite-model-12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420588953078214594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/SznM7u2iL8I/AAAAAAAABBQ/CdWbBWH-YbE/s400/americas-next-top-model-cycle-13-winner-nicole-first-ever-petite-model-12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current music: Broken-hearted girl- Beyonce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current mood: full of regrets but hopeful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; omg the year is coming to an end and all i did this holiday was go for dance&amp;amp;musical pract&amp;amp;going for church stuff etcetcetc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;totally no time for myself ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i was just telling serene&amp;amp;joey[ no order] about my holiday and how i wasn't able to have me-time ): ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my holiday was totally burnt due to a never ending schedule of stuff for me.&lt;em&gt; sigh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but I'm totally glad that i didn't waste my holidays rotting like some fool[ no offence] because i spent my time doing so many stuff that i love :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ya okay just went to kl last week-ish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so happy omg so funny every night we would watch those shows in the hotel room until i fell asleep heheh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay i had so much fun having time to rest &lt;em&gt;ahh~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway just had dance pract today so tiring but so fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway i totally need to buy my school stuff cause school's reopening in like a few days!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Happy Birthday Adelene!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;sorry this is so delayed, anyway i hope you had a great celebration!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;seeyou soon! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-2396592952014408146?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2396592952014408146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=2396592952014408146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/2396592952014408146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/2396592952014408146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/12/leave-unsaid-unspoken.html' title='leave unsaid, unspoken'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/SznM7u2iL8I/AAAAAAAABBQ/CdWbBWH-YbE/s72-c/americas-next-top-model-cycle-13-winner-nicole-first-ever-petite-model-12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-4736895253146575117</id><published>2009-12-20T20:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T20:38:45.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy.happy.happy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/Sy4ZlVdWL-I/AAAAAAAABBI/h-rRXuw9Z54/s1600-h/hugh36154pcn_jackman10__oPt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417295530979373026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/Sy4ZlVdWL-I/AAAAAAAABBI/h-rRXuw9Z54/s400/hugh36154pcn_jackman10__oPt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Current music: Bad Romance- Lady Gaga&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current mood: Happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i've been feeling really happy nowadays, esp today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cause there's only 2 more days till we go kl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yes i know its just kl but omg its so cool im finally taking a break from everything i am so happy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;there's other stuff too like dance ends @ 4 on tues which means i can make it on time to mcg cause i am the game master &amp;amp; we're suppose to be there @ 12 i think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, im also very happy cause its christmas~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;even though i dont feel any christmas spirit yet, i know i will feel it soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahah, oh anyway, yesterday's pre-christmas service was so funny&amp;amp; the answer was also very lame.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahahah anyway off to watch welcome 2 taiwan cause my mum wants me to watch it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-4736895253146575117?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4736895253146575117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=4736895253146575117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/4736895253146575117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/4736895253146575117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/12/happyhappyhappy.html' title='happy.happy.happy.'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/Sy4ZlVdWL-I/AAAAAAAABBI/h-rRXuw9Z54/s72-c/hugh36154pcn_jackman10__oPt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-972637671994540042</id><published>2009-12-16T15:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T15:46:03.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Level Up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/SyiOw2ZJtlI/AAAAAAAABBA/Bir7wKG7V3U/s1600-h/americas-next-top-model+petite+season.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415735521798895186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/SyiOw2ZJtlI/AAAAAAAABBA/Bir7wKG7V3U/s400/americas-next-top-model+petite+season.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Current music: Bad Romance- Lady Gaga&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current Mood: tired&amp;amp;happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had church camp on monday, which is called Level Up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i've learnt so many things throughout this 3 day camp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i am so tired now also because i only slept for an hour yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, omg we had l4d live! during camp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaha so funny we were all running like crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahahah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway yay im so happy i've met all my camp objectives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh btw OMG THE TABLE TENNIS GUY'S FACE @ SSS IS ONE OF A KIND!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay he makes me laugh like md since day 1 when i saw his face!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i dont mean in a handsome way hahah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'll show you how he looks like when erica or minyi uploads it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;omg i kept on laughing like shit than me,cristine,seokxian,minyi[ no order] will always like like shit when we see his face!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh i love sss they had beds &lt;em&gt;ahhh~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hehe ya so happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay anyway im dozing off as i type this sentence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway so sobs ness&amp;amp;banan went shopping &amp;amp; i rejected their invitation to go too cause im so tired plus no money heeh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-972637671994540042?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/972637671994540042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=972637671994540042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/972637671994540042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/972637671994540042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/12/level-up.html' title='Level Up!'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/SyiOw2ZJtlI/AAAAAAAABBA/Bir7wKG7V3U/s72-c/americas-next-top-model+petite+season.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-680359876098921568</id><published>2009-12-13T13:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T19:55:44.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hey movement&amp;amp;dance dancers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;please take note that there will not be any dance pract on thursday, 16 Dec, due to lack of money etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;we will resume practice on the 22 dec, 1-5pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;if needed, we will extend pract.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;please inform all the other dancers too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;thank you. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-680359876098921568?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/680359876098921568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=680359876098921568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/680359876098921568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/680359876098921568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/12/update.html' title='Update:'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-7895022611407548212</id><published>2009-12-07T20:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T20:12:15.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's been a long time coming</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/SxzwQ5-WmBI/AAAAAAAABA4/16TwNdlFEGo/s1600-h/hugh36154pcn_jackman19__oPt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 341px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412465025423415314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/SxzwQ5-WmBI/AAAAAAAABA4/16TwNdlFEGo/s400/hugh36154pcn_jackman19__oPt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; current music: keep holding on- avril lavinge*[?]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current mood: sobsation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i dont know why but i always feel sad everytime i on the comp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahah good excuse to not usse the comp alrdy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway there's a ydance bonding camp @ 14 lor gambir &amp;amp; i dont know how to go there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lalalalalalaaaa so funny[ inside joke] okay anyway im gonna have such a busy week ahead cause of heheh shopping time + others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;meeting sonia this thurs! whoo~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went jb yesterday &amp;amp; yay i had my manicure. so happy :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp;banani&amp;amp;ness permed their hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haah banani is a armani wannabe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-7895022611407548212?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7895022611407548212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=7895022611407548212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/7895022611407548212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/7895022611407548212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-been-long-time-coming.html' title='it&apos;s been a long time coming'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/SxzwQ5-WmBI/AAAAAAAABA4/16TwNdlFEGo/s72-c/hugh36154pcn_jackman19__oPt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-1556679900588532150</id><published>2009-12-06T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T22:08:36.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time machine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/Sxu5guhXf2I/AAAAAAAABAw/p9FatP8FNbc/s1600-h/sad.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412123349110718306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/Sxu5guhXf2I/AAAAAAAABAw/p9FatP8FNbc/s400/sad.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current music: starstrukk - 3OH!3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current mood: sad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;there's so many things that i realise im missing out on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;being sec3 was an awesome experience but at the same time i forsaked many things to do something else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i feel like there's something missing now &amp;amp; yea it sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i missed out on a lot of things because of many stuff and yea..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;its over now, what can i do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-1556679900588532150?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1556679900588532150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=1556679900588532150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/1556679900588532150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/1556679900588532150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/12/time-machine.html' title='time machine'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/Sxu5guhXf2I/AAAAAAAABAw/p9FatP8FNbc/s72-c/sad.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-8472903726577952390</id><published>2009-12-04T16:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T16:57:57.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breathe.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/SxjMuzaDDiI/AAAAAAAABAo/lh7gFE0SpgM/s1600-h/cdqMWnYu3q3reew7QQ9CAtUEo1_250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 199px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 164px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411300056731160098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/SxjMuzaDDiI/AAAAAAAABAo/lh7gFE0SpgM/s400/cdqMWnYu3q3reew7QQ9CAtUEo1_250.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current music: Happy- Leona Lewis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current mood: disappointed but hopeful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;this week was such a tiring week for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;on monday, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to istana park to teach the dance for el talento than went home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;on tuesday,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went for camp till 145pm than left to go back to istana park to teach the dance again than @ 830, we went for el talento's audition which was such a letdown. my fault.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;on wednesday,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went for back for camp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so funny @ night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;drinking coke&amp;amp;eating a nibble of london choco roll @ night = very high = laugh until my stomach pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ahahahahh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so fun @ night but i didnt sleep at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay, maybe 50 mins than we had to wake up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;left camp @ 730am, hahah go home bathe than left to meet with the Vwest people for harvester meet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to sentosa for 3hrs than hahahah! there was this angmog who ran to us &amp;amp; took picture with us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, than went for the ydance audition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;than met with the Vwest people again for ben&amp;amp;jerrys + free starbucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahah because i didnt have enoguh rest i was like hlf dead + i slept on the bus &amp;amp; because i was so damn tired i couldnt control my body than i kepy on sliding off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;than went zhengkai was talking i was half asleep alrdy than when we were praying i was falling in &amp;amp; out of sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hehehe okay totally not my fault&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahah im so happy i sleep for 13++ hours &amp;amp; woke up @ 12 even though we had live group @ 1045.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;than just nice woke up for E! News &amp;amp; lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay anyway, i still fel tired&amp;amp; i think i'll go sleep again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;this is totally not fair, both ness&amp;amp;banani[ armani* wannabe] are watching New Moon today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i am going to stitch their mouth up when they get back even though i know its not going to be so fab cause banani kept on telling me its quite a spoiler + all mags are saying its not that good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, there's HSM3 on Disney channel tomorroe whoo~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-8472903726577952390?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8472903726577952390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=8472903726577952390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/8472903726577952390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/8472903726577952390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/12/breathe.html' title='Breathe.'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/SxjMuzaDDiI/AAAAAAAABAo/lh7gFE0SpgM/s72-c/cdqMWnYu3q3reew7QQ9CAtUEo1_250.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-8170217330997758915</id><published>2009-11-26T15:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T15:34:29.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shall we dance?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/Sw4uIhXzhPI/AAAAAAAABAg/pMyr52XN2r0/s1600/robwenn8253981__oPt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408310926450590962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/Sw4uIhXzhPI/AAAAAAAABAg/pMyr52XN2r0/s400/robwenn8253981__oPt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Curet music: Bad romance- lady gaga&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current mood: contented&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yay im so happy i can finally rest for a while now :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cause the musical pract was cancelled suddenly when i was alrdy on my way there so i met up with joan to eat breakfast+ walk around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, had musical pract everyday this week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;going off to acjc later for a play with the musical people i guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i so cant wait for new moon+ shopping ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-8170217330997758915?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8170217330997758915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=8170217330997758915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/8170217330997758915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/8170217330997758915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/11/shall-we-dance.html' title='Shall we dance?'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/Sw4uIhXzhPI/AAAAAAAABAg/pMyr52XN2r0/s72-c/robwenn8253981__oPt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-8334139616075528788</id><published>2009-11-22T13:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T13:14:25.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The world is ending</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/SwjHA-US4iI/AAAAAAAABAY/w7JneWznN5Y/s1600/robvf2__oPt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406790172200329762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 311px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/SwjHA-US4iI/AAAAAAAABAY/w7JneWznN5Y/s400/robvf2__oPt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current music: I will be- Leona lewis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current mood: dying to pee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i forgot to mention that i watched 2012 like .. last wed??????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ya anyway its super boring i was so close to falling asleep &amp;amp; i was playing with my hair, staring into space, stoning etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i only enjoyed the last part&amp;amp;those climax part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the stupidest/funniest thing was lik when there's a funny scene, singaporeans[excluding me] like to clap their hands and laugh like siht&amp;amp; in my heart im thinking 'Seriously, the actors cant hear you, so there's no point clapping&amp;amp;cheering on'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;than they literally clapped&amp;amp;cheered on when the movie ended and i was disturbed by them when i was just about to fall asleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ahaahhaah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay, thats my own opinion only. dont take me to seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, now that i have money $$, i dont feel &amp;amp; dont have the time to shop anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the trip to far east &amp;amp; bugis last monday rally changed my view and now i feel like saving all my money heheheheeh!&lt;br /&gt;okay anyway, banan told me to shop online so .. i guess i will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, im gonna be so busy with the musical pract+ dance+ camps coming up ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-8334139616075528788?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8334139616075528788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=8334139616075528788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/8334139616075528788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/8334139616075528788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/11/world-is-ending.html' title='The world is ending'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/SwjHA-US4iI/AAAAAAAABAY/w7JneWznN5Y/s72-c/robvf2__oPt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-2644431137702416576</id><published>2009-11-20T12:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T13:04:14.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/SwYiFBwo1jI/AAAAAAAABAQ/xjH84Ku_AfE/s1600/ap091031044653ko__oPt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406045872471987762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/SwYiFBwo1jI/AAAAAAAABAQ/xjH84Ku_AfE/s400/ap091031044653ko__oPt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Current music: super mssive black hole- muse[?]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current mood: happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;19November 2009,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY WENLI!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;had dance from 9-12 and it was beyong tiring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;stayed on till 2 than left cause it was raining like mad than left for smu to meet with the .. err... VWC????? i dont know our name now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, i really had a shock cause they suddenly popped up with a cake &amp;amp; a huge card&amp;amp;present&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;aww, so sweet :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha, i've been shocked for 1000000 times alrdy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahah, when i had my birthday dinner @ amara hotel, the captain also surprised me with a cake + a happy birthday song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahah. anyway, had fun @ settler's cafe @ smu than went home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;20November 2009,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;omg today is the pemiere of New Moon @ the US.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sobs ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-2644431137702416576?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2644431137702416576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=2644431137702416576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/2644431137702416576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/2644431137702416576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/11/current-music-super-mssive-black-hole.html' title=''/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/SwYiFBwo1jI/AAAAAAAABAQ/xjH84Ku_AfE/s72-c/ap091031044653ko__oPt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-3894111927714795333</id><published>2009-11-18T10:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T10:43:44.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bird Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/SwNdk-pOBPI/AAAAAAAABAI/PBQBWdFEuVE/s1600/rphb1__oPt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405266867647284466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/SwNdk-pOBPI/AAAAAAAABAI/PBQBWdFEuVE/s400/rphb1__oPt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Current music: Haven't met you yet- Michael Buble&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current mood: happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;16 November 2009,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went out with zoe,serene,qiuxuan,joey&amp;amp;genevieve[ no order] to far east &amp;amp; bugis to so called celebrate serene&amp;amp; my birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had so much fun with them laughing&amp;amp;embarrassing ourselves &amp;amp; i was on a cant-buy-anything-cause-im-broke mood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha but i did buy a bag&amp;amp; thank you so much to : zoe,qiuxuan&amp;amp;serene for sharing money to buy me a dress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;love them all &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;17November 2009,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had dance the whole day till 5 then rushed home &amp;amp; left to meet mum&amp;amp;banan for birthday dinner @ amara hotel :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so happy :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the dessert is crazy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then banan started laughing like some pig cause i kept on talking about how nice their dessert is compared to the jelly-jelly carousel dessert.heheheh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;anyway, thanks so much to everyone who had wished me a happy birthday&amp;amp;for some who actually wished me @ 12 though i was sleeping like a pig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, i just saw my facebook &amp;amp; yay many[ okay la only a few] people wished me happy birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, gonna meet with seokxian for shepherding later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-3894111927714795333?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3894111927714795333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=3894111927714795333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/3894111927714795333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/3894111927714795333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/11/bird-day.html' title='Bird Day'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/SwNdk-pOBPI/AAAAAAAABAI/PBQBWdFEuVE/s72-c/rphb1__oPt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-4944778831551796707</id><published>2009-11-15T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T22:01:51.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just wanna be happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/SwAJDHjEEtI/AAAAAAAABAA/wylo_QWubb4/s1600-h/rphb__oPt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404329502014968530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/SwAJDHjEEtI/AAAAAAAABAA/wylo_QWubb4/s400/rphb__oPt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Current music: Happy- Leona Lewis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current mood: moody&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;there's so many things thats gonna happen next week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm packed this whole week with dance&amp;amp; finally hanging out with my friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;seriously, its like the first time im hanging out with them this year during the hols due to the many things that i have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, christmas is coming&amp;amp;so i my birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but i dont feel anything special.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;  &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SERENE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-4944778831551796707?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4944778831551796707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=4944778831551796707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/4944778831551796707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/4944778831551796707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-just-wanna-be-happy.html' title='I just wanna be happy'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/SwAJDHjEEtI/AAAAAAAABAA/wylo_QWubb4/s72-c/rphb__oPt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-2725724249035738364</id><published>2009-11-10T21:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T21:43:41.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/Svlr9abJZDI/AAAAAAAAA_4/bTSgPaX81C8/s1600-h/rphb3__oPt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402467930816996402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/Svlr9abJZDI/AAAAAAAAA_4/bTSgPaX81C8/s400/rphb3__oPt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Current music: time for miracles- Adam Lambert&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current mood: happy&amp;amp;full of regret&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;omg 'Time for Miracles' is seriously getting on me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the first time i heard it and i'm alrdy in love with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;seriously! omg its so nice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;its for the 2012 movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;its seriously so nice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i cant stop gushing bout it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaah, his voice is seriously ahhhh~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, so in lurrveee with the picture above~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaha, anyway, had dance today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so tiring&amp;amp;fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, there's dance on my birthday~ haha,anyway, but its delayed till 5 soi dont know if i can meet mummy in time for dinner~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sobs ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha but ness was like 'but at least you'll enjoy doing something you like on your birthday'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;joy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-2725724249035738364?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2725724249035738364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=2725724249035738364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/2725724249035738364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/2725724249035738364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/11/current-music-time-for-miracles-adam.html' title=''/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/Svlr9abJZDI/AAAAAAAAA_4/bTSgPaX81C8/s72-c/rphb3__oPt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-2656692941795010045</id><published>2009-11-06T20:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T20:54:18.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/SvQb9mp1QwI/AAAAAAAAA_w/ghMc2Uqpd1c/s1600-h/rphb2__oPt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400972598286041858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/SvQb9mp1QwI/AAAAAAAAA_w/ghMc2Uqpd1c/s400/rphb2__oPt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current music: Half of my heart- John Mayer ft. Taylor Swift&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current mood: happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so happy with my haircut though there isn't a difference.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, had musical pract today, left @ 12 &amp;amp;rushed hme to get ready then left to meet daddy for check-up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lala, went home watch telly&amp;amp;i feel so cosy now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cause its so cooll~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-2656692941795010045?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2656692941795010045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=2656692941795010045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/2656692941795010045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/2656692941795010045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/11/maybe.html' title='Maybe?'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9MzfBunFiA/SvQb9mp1QwI/AAAAAAAAA_w/ghMc2Uqpd1c/s72-c/rphb2__oPt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051493695509875708.post-725098608779504186</id><published>2009-11-05T20:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T20:36:11.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>---</title><content type='html'>Update:&lt;br /&gt;I keep on telling everyone not to ever give up on what they want to do or pursue, but today, there was this point where i felt like giving up on ____.&lt;br /&gt;i know its wrong for me to think that way so i stopped myself immediately and kept holding on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051493695509875708-725098608779504186?l=pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/725098608779504186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051493695509875708&amp;postID=725098608779504186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/725098608779504186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051493695509875708/posts/default/725098608779504186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pop--goesmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='---'/><author><name>Eugenia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16875107259455645278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
