<?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-11290500</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:31:31.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>167</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11290500.post-2349386263497200856</id><published>2007-02-03T18:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T18:37:40.651-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;it has been like super super long since i have last posted. thinking of changing my blog url. but i cant bear to live 'keepyrdreamsalive' it has been with me for like super long already. so sad...&lt;br /&gt;so many things for me to post about. but too little time!!!!&lt;br /&gt;like now, i have completely forgotten what i had wanted to post about for the last two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;oh ya tell u guys somthing. i am like super duper excited about chineses new year. do not know why. but i just love that season. may be cause i'm a chinese. it is on my blood already.&lt;br /&gt;i am currently using my dad's laptop. because my pc isspoilt. have so many pictures to update. but, cant, maybe i an. shall try now.&lt;br /&gt;k. cant update the photos. will do it whenn i have the chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'louise the GREAT'&lt;br /&gt;signing off. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-2349386263497200856?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/2349386263497200856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=2349386263497200856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/2349386263497200856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/2349386263497200856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2007/02/hello-it-has-been-like-super-super-long.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-6270861130662142537</id><published>2007-01-19T06:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T06:20:08.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>just cry</title><content type='html'>i've just read zoe's blog. read about how she reflected on her last year.&lt;br /&gt;i wish to blog like her so much. how i wish i am like her. she like leading a really full life. one that i would love to have. reading her blog makes me super duper sad. just want to tear.&lt;br /&gt;partly, feeling sorry for my self. and remorse for those things that i have done which had made me guilty for life...&lt;br /&gt;come on! louise just cry. it'll make you feel much better.. i'm sure that it will. hope that i can have a big cry in school one day. just with my best fiends with me. how i wish....&lt;br /&gt;i can feel a whold dam of tears waiting to be released.  will wait for that day. hope that it is a day that would come soon. need some kind of release.&lt;br /&gt;i have just realised today. no matter how nice you are, there will always be that someone who would just destruct, damage, destroy your day.&lt;br /&gt;sad sad sad.&lt;br /&gt;cry girl, just cry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-6270861130662142537?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/6270861130662142537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=6270861130662142537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/6270861130662142537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/6270861130662142537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2007/01/just-cry.html' title='just cry'/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-8796517043740966199</id><published>2007-01-13T18:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T18:10:44.675-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO BLOG!!!!&lt;br /&gt;it has been a gazillion centuries since i last posted. have had many many stuff to update my blog about. but i do not have much time now. going out soon.&lt;br /&gt;have just changed my skin. sort of a reopening for my blog. i guess zoe knows what i mean. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CCA awarness day was on last friday. and i had offended many ppl on that day. because some ppl just pissed me off. and i had passed my pissed of mood to every one around me.&lt;br /&gt;i want to apologise to :&lt;br /&gt;zoe, pris and shan2 for being rude to you guys. sorry!&lt;br /&gt;weilun, for accusing you. sorry!&lt;br /&gt;terence for being so rude to you. even though you had not said anything. sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough of sorres. let me talk about those who pissed me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DO NOT THINK THAT YOU. YEA. I MEAN YOU CAN PISS ME OFF BECAUSE YOU HAVE SOMEONE BEHIND YOUR BACK. IT DOES NOT HELP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AND YOU WILL BE SORRY IF YOU PUSH YR LUCK TOO FAR. BECAUSE ME, LOUISE TAN, IS NO PUSHOVER. SO, GET THAT CLEAR IN THAT HEAD OF YOURS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW! feel so great now!! just let off all my steam! yea!!!&lt;br /&gt;ok have to go now. going to my grabdmum's hse to read THE DA VINCI CODE. i thank terence for lending that to me.&lt;br /&gt;bie. hope to update as often as possible. pray hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY SIS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-8796517043740966199?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/8796517043740966199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=8796517043740966199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/8796517043740966199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/8796517043740966199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2007/01/hello-blog-it-has-been-gazillion.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-3981658918473538770</id><published>2006-12-14T13:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T21:38:41.154-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hi people!!! i am like so so so so touched now...&lt;br /&gt;you know why????&lt;br /&gt;cause my sis(8 yrs old) sent me some party games through email. which she had found from one of her favourite books....&lt;br /&gt;she had sent me something about party organizing. then i asked her y...&lt;br /&gt;and u noe wat she said?&lt;br /&gt;she told me: i sent u party things because u organizing party for band mah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeee so cute rite???&lt;br /&gt;i am so touched now. she actually cares so much for me!!!&lt;br /&gt;wah love her so much. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bb got to go continue my battle against my holiday homejoy...&lt;br /&gt;- i have run out of gao zhi... :X *blehx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008252547280894354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ti7D7JzPY8c/RYDjKCofeZI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mtN2gYvOOD8/s320/me.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;holding red egg...guess it was my birthday . lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;another picture of me when i was young. :) Enjoy!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-3981658918473538770?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/3981658918473538770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=3981658918473538770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/3981658918473538770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/3981658918473538770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/12/hi-people-i-am-like-so-so-so-so-touched.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ti7D7JzPY8c/RYDjKCofeZI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mtN2gYvOOD8/s72-c/me.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11290500.post-3322517483320382776</id><published>2006-12-11T23:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T23:44:05.087-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it has been a long long time since i last posted... can see all the cobwebs hanging frm the four corners...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ok came to update cos i read this: (really moved me...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&gt;Hospital Window&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A great note for all to read it will take just 37 seconds to read &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this and change your thinking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs. His bed was next to the room's only window. The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back. The men talked for hours on end. They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation.Every afternoon when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.The man in the other bed began to live for those one hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside.The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.As the man by the window described all this in exquisite detail, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine the picturesque scene.One warm afternoon the man by the window described a parade passing by.Although the other man couldn't hear the band - he could see it. In his mind's eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.Days and weeks passed.One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep. She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away.As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to thewindow. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside.He strained to slowly turn to look out the window beside the bed.It faced a blank wall. The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this windowThe nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall.She said, "Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Epilogue:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own situations.Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled.If you want to feel rich, just count all the things you have that money can't buy."Today is a gift, that's why it is called the present."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The origin of this letter is unknown, but it brings good luck to &gt;everyone who passes it on.Do not keep this letter.Just forward it to your friends to whom you wish blessings.&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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007542094275186722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ti7D7JzPY8c/RX5dAO8WkCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-LNQw8qdzcQ/s320/no+andrea+me.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;i found this pic on me and my family. when i was in genting, when i was really young...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;bye!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-3322517483320382776?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/3322517483320382776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=3322517483320382776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/3322517483320382776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/3322517483320382776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/12/it-has-been-long-long-time-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ti7D7JzPY8c/RX5dAO8WkCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-LNQw8qdzcQ/s72-c/no+andrea+me.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11290500.post-8885428302331640724</id><published>2006-12-01T17:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T17:28:17.325-08:00</updated><title type='text'>depression</title><content type='html'>wah!!! i am like so so so so upset!!!! ahhhhh&lt;br /&gt;honesty is everything!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-8885428302331640724?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/8885428302331640724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=8885428302331640724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/8885428302331640724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/8885428302331640724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/12/depression.html' title='depression'/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-8674341772050683504</id><published>2006-11-27T16:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T16:53:01.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;HELLO! HELLO! HELLO!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;omg omg omg!!! i am like so excited lar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i cant wait for the month of december to arrive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i cant wait for my band camp!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i cant wait for genting highlands!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i cant wait for my christmas bbq!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;MY NEW HANDPHONE!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;band camp is on nine days...oooo cant wait. and...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;k shall not elaborate. cos band members are reading this... lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;n yayaya i am going to genting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"a place where wonders begin' quotes frm my sis BEATRICE TAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i cant wait at all!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i will be having bbq on christmas eve. so nice rite???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;imagine lar... all the food. yummy!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;even though i am on a diet. but i dont care. cos i will eat eat eat!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha dominate the christmas eve with my mouth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;food glorious food!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;THEN, the one that i am most excited about is my new hand phon!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am in love with Z610i&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp; u noe wat??????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my sis getting the same phone as me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it is like so cool we are getting the same colour same model!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1924/1378/1600/z610i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 106px" height="228" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1924/1378/320/z610i.jpg" width="295" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;        ^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;        ^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;        ^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the black one!!!!&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;a 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/8674341772050683504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/8674341772050683504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello-hello-hello-omg-omg-omg-i-am-like.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-116429394534303153</id><published>2006-11-23T22:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T06:59:05.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>right</title><content type='html'>yes yes yes. u have hit the nail right on the head. yes. i do feel thta way. i just do not know y i can nvr find a true fren or true frens. its like, every time i am close to them, they wld do things which would just dissapoint me so that i wld be put off. it is like y  such stuff always happens to me. dont tell me my friendship life would suck forever. wth&lt;br /&gt;i am like super uper devastated now. ahhhhhhh stress lar.&lt;br /&gt;stupis stupid stupid stupid stupid.&lt;br /&gt;super super super super super x 1 mil&lt;br /&gt;irritated and all sort of feeling that are negative&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;GET ME OUT OF THIS MESS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-116429394534303153?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/116429394534303153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='html'>Greetings PEOPLE...&lt;br /&gt;i have not been updating for quite some time. it is all due to my problems encountered with my pc...&lt;br /&gt;AND do u know y i am updating now?? it is because my dad ASKED me to!! can u believe it?? my dad asked me to use pc leh..&lt;br /&gt;today, i was so self controlled. i did my assignments with no rest inbetween at all. first tiem. maybe it is becos i do not wish to rush through my hw like all the previous hols...&lt;br /&gt;i am actually kinda sad. cos i am the only one who will not be going anywhere far this hols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rini has been to foshan&lt;br /&gt;leonard is in india&lt;br /&gt;terence is going to burma&lt;br /&gt;louise.... going no where far.. haix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok shall continue my battle with holiday assignments... bie &lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-11290500.post-116372671518161232</id><published>2006-11-17T09:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T17:25:15.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELO!!!&lt;br /&gt;it been like ages since i last posted. u know y??? cos my internet connection had some problems. have so much to post. but i dont think tt ppl rad my blog. but nvm, i will still update.cos i read my own blog :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;POP!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had my POP. wah omg i was so happy lar. esp when we march n playing the music. the show was fantastic. and i managed to not move when i was in the contigent. haha did our show. and i got my badge!!!!! wah so happy sia!!!! gonna miss all the NCO peeps! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1947/752/320/NCO%20027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had band practise that day. i was like so sad lar.i found out that *** had totally insulted me in front of the band memebers. so now how do i get my respect from them??? shouldnt things go through yr big mind first before u do things that wld not benefit anyone? u are like so dammm irritating! get out of my life asap!&lt;br /&gt;then i am going to be transferred to second flute. cos samantha wants to come here. actually i can just place andrew in second. but when i told him that he had to go second, he was already at the edge of crying, like a child refusing to leave his mum. he has like worked so hard to get into first. if i just kick him down like that,he cry manx. i have no idea wat i shld do now. nvm. chuan dao qiao tou zi ran zhi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to melacca on monday with my aunt and uncle. i only found out that i was going with a group of old uncles. i was like OMG. i was going to die int hat trip. but NO NO No. cause they turned out to be quite nuci int he end. just tht we didnt get to do shopping cos they disliked shopping -_-'ll but they made great arrangements for food. i ate great foo, which does not aid me in my diet. but i didnt eat tt much lar. i sort of tried the food,more of eating them. i htink i want to go to these sort of trip again. but, with my family.&lt;br /&gt;ok bies. gtg do my hw now. and if anyone wanna go out n do hw, please contact me via sms. cos on that day, electricity wld be cut off from my hse. so i do not want to stay hme on that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1947/752/320/NCO%20028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;present for jacq and samuel lim. thanks guys XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-116372671518161232?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/116372671518161232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=116372671518161232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/116372671518161232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/116372671518161232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/11/update.html' title='update'/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-116307896590009266</id><published>2006-11-09T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T05:29:25.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG!!!OMG!!! TML IS MY POP OMG SOOOO EXCITED!!!&lt;br /&gt;talking about tml i'm like kinda sad. cos POP tml means last day in NCO camp. i will miss all my frens there. like we spend 5 days tgt memorising scores. all under the sun and rain tgt. wah really gonna miss them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really really cant wait till tml. my dad's going.-wif no condititons attached. haha XD mr hoe os going. so tt makes me kinda nervous(mr hoe is my conductor)&lt;br /&gt;really hope tt it doesnt rain tml. pray really hard!!!!:X&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. i just recalled. one of my nco mate has been to my blog. GOH CHIEN TENG&lt;br /&gt;he is really a good player. sometimes he isso good tt i wonger if he is human or not. his fingers are not at all retarded like mine.&lt;br /&gt;there are many many good players. like alexa jun wei jeremey. but definitely not me... lolx. but i will practise hard. WAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;ok shall stop here. cos retarded fingers are tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I JST LOVE MY NCO MATES!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-116307896590009266?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/116307896590009266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=116307896590009266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/116307896590009266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/116307896590009266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/11/omgomg-tml-is-my-pop-omg-soooo-excited.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-116299406311920348</id><published>2006-11-08T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T05:54:23.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>agony</title><content type='html'>very very sad today. my parents are not goign to my POP(passing out parade) on friday. i am like so upset . i was practising on flute just now. then i thought. y am i memorising so hard when there is no one coming to see me.i 'll be like an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;nvm i'll zi high. and comfort myself.&lt;br /&gt;ahhh felling so depressed now... haix.&lt;br /&gt;just now my dad said tt he would go if i behave.&lt;br /&gt;like wath lar. i invite him to watch me on his own accard.&lt;br /&gt;now he expects me to 'pay' him to attend POP.&lt;br /&gt;it is as though i have to buy his time. if this is the case, i wld rather perform there like an idiot. rather than beg ppl to go...&lt;br /&gt;y do ppl always want to get somethng in return.&lt;br /&gt;i'd better stop here. i might just start crying all over again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what is this world coming to???&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-116299406311920348?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/116299406311920348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=116299406311920348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/116299406311920348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/116299406311920348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/11/agony.html' title='agony'/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-116290923990224168</id><published>2006-11-07T22:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T06:20:39.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is the second day of NCO camp. and i survived!! clap for me!! yea ppl, i can hear all of u out there applausing for me. XD&lt;br /&gt;wah tody's camp as FUN!! but tiring. eventually, it was all worthed it. cos we played while marching. wah so grand sia. hafiz said tt when he and some of the drum majors hear us playing hor, they tot tt it was some music played by the radio. wah so fun. our band shld really do diaplay band technique!!memorised scare. marched and marched. cant wait for friday night to caome. when we have our passing out parade!! woooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!1&lt;br /&gt;wah i am so happy now, have lots to post, but my bady can no longer function due to fatique. so sorry guys. i promise to post more aft camp!!&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;oh ya and i wanna thank my dad for sending me home today. al least i could watch half of GOONG!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-116290923990224168?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/116290923990224168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=116290923990224168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/116290923990224168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/116290923990224168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/11/today-is-second-day-of-nco-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-116281816265453370</id><published>2006-11-06T20:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T05:02:42.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to day is the first day of NCO camp. almost died lar.this cap is some sort of marathon instrument playing. i play until hand numb, throat pain. but i made quite a lot of frens. now i am very very tired. now, i regret not telling the camp organizer that i have structured programme to attend. if i had told him, i wld only suffer half of wat i am xperiencing now.&lt;br /&gt;then i got hme super late today. n i missed 3/4 of goong. WTH. tht stupid bus took like 25 min to arrive lar. lucky my dad come fetch me in the end. irritating !!!&lt;br /&gt;ok lar dont post liao. hands tooo tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i will peservre&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-116281816265453370?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/116281816265453370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=116281816265453370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/116281816265453370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/116281816265453370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/11/to-day-is-first-day-of-nco-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-116261077926555858</id><published>2006-11-04T11:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T19:26:19.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dispersed...</title><content type='html'>OMG!!! something happened last night. and i am still in shock.&lt;br /&gt;last night, i slept in my parents room, so did my sister. then in the middle of the night, i was awaken by a loud bang and loud screams. i tot tt the air conditioner had fallen off the wall. then my mum had gone mad. i was like in total shock lar. one moment, i was happily dreaming. the next, i was fightened just like that. WAH lucky i heart strong. if not hor, i might have died of heart attack. the actual thing that had happened was, a big picture with frame had fallen off the wall.  and luckily, my dad suddenlywoke up and caught it in time. then the screaming was done by my sis. it was her screaming that scared me lar... wah it was like sooo weird. how could my dad have such quick reflexes. h woke up and immeadiately stopped the picture from crushimg onto my sis!!!&lt;br /&gt;imagine lar headlines for today might have just been:&lt;br /&gt;"GIRL DIES BECOS OF PAINTING, ANOTHER DIES OF HEART ATTACK"&lt;br /&gt;wah really so heng sia!!lucky painting nvr hit my sister&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;i am actually quite sad, cos i haev received the news that we are going to change seats nxt yr. although mr aw onli said that he is going to change sits of ppl who requested for a change. but, i am sure that he wld change our sits.. haix. kinda sad. tgt for one yr liao. even form a family. hope that we wld still be good frens forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;just for the dou family,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dou dou-me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dou ya-rini&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dou fu-terence&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dou hua-leo nard&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-116261077926555858?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/116261077926555858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=116261077926555858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/116261077926555858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/116261077926555858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/11/dispersed.html' title='dispersed...'/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-116230113005043520</id><published>2006-10-31T21:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T05:25:31.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl!!&lt;br /&gt;i have started doing my holiday assignemnts ler!!! can se the 'wow' looks on yr faces. dont worry, i am not possesed. remeber, i said that i wanted to work real hard. so i have decided to start on my holiday assignments. i hope that my peseverence will last.&lt;br /&gt;wondered to weta mall today. i use the word 'wondered' cos i did nto knw if i wanted to go hem or not. then went to west mall saw bruno n leohard at kfc. play hand phone then left. omg i love the phon Z610i!! so nice sia. gonna psycho my dad to allow me to get it!!! =P hope that he doesnt read this.&lt;br /&gt;then walk wif xf to school. wah the saky was so dark.t hen have one part very bright. ahh shant bother to describ. but it it ws jst super nice.&lt;br /&gt;ok shall stop here&lt;br /&gt;bb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;GOONG ROCKS MY WORLD!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-116230113005043520?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/116230113005043520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=116230113005043520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/116230113005043520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/116230113005043520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/10/hello-ppl-i-have-started-doing-my.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-116212962407043781</id><published>2006-10-29T21:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T04:41:15.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>music?</title><content type='html'>hello! i am back to this blog. i have already cancelled the other blog. becos it has been giving me alot of problems. i guess this is the best blog for me! =)&lt;br /&gt;can any of u hear song on this blog? it is really exasperating manx. sometimes i hear the song, sometimes i dont. haix. nvm if u cant hear the song, imagine it. the song that is supposed to be playing is 'Perhaps Love' the song for Princess hrs. so imagine it whenn reading my blog. lolx XD&lt;br /&gt;i did not do well this time. the worst position iin class n level that i've got so far. omg so sad sia. i really ahve to work hard to get into top ten nvt yr... wah then i can get leo nard to treat em to sakae. wooo! k me, LOUISE TAN SU HWEI, promise myself to achieve a lvl position of top ten for next year. i can n i will so i shall start working hard now. and i mean hard hard!!! wahaha. so full of confidence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to supermarket today. guess hu i met??? i met my pri six form teacher. i stared at her, she stared at me. then we smiled to each other and said 'hi'. wah she has changed a whole lot. when i left pri school, she had just got married.. but when i saw her today, she already has a child. wah see wat time can do to ppl. time has also acted on me. i am no longer the grl with attitude problem in pri six ler. aft growing a few yrs older, i realise that i have also changed. not for the better maybe. but i have indeed changed from a loner to a girl who has enough friends to keep her happy. =)i am just happy that i am no longer a loner... =D&lt;br /&gt;recently, i haev been thinking quite a lot. in fact, i think that have been thinking too much. i've been thinking about my future. what job wld i get, wld i be married, or an old maid. of course i am afraid of being an old maid.but i think i am too young to be bothering about tt... lolx and i have thought too far ahead. now i fear aging. i am afraid that if i crryon growing as fast as i am now, i may just age and die sooner than i know. and i do not want that. becos, i feel that i have not experienced things that i want to experienced in this life.&lt;br /&gt;many be i should live my life to the fullest now, as though there was no tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;i am growing too fast..lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND one more thing that i have realised about myself is that, i think too much. i nvr fail to make a mountain out of a molehill. i am aware of it but i just cant stop myself....and thinking too much has affected my life a great lot.. maybe i shld be simple minded lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;think less do more....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-116212962407043781?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/116212962407043781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=116212962407043781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/116212962407043781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/116212962407043781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/10/music.html' title='music?'/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-116200354787337505</id><published>2006-10-27T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T19:45:47.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>last</title><content type='html'>i am been posting on this blog fo more than a year. but sorry. i have to leave. i can no longer express myself  here. please ask me for my new blog address. thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this will be my last post in this blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been in many dilemmas recently. and i have no idea how i shld clear up this dilemmas. its really exasperating. when u cant get yr fren to look at things frm the point tt u see.cant post here any more.&lt;br /&gt;BYE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;151st post...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-116200354787337505?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/116200354787337505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=116200354787337505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/116200354787337505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/116200354787337505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/10/last.html' title='last'/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-116152703011083403</id><published>2006-10-22T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T07:23:50.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Faster than the speed of light!!</title><content type='html'>hi ppl!! i have changed to this very very super duper nice skin which i have fallen in love with. edited some stuff. now it is the ideal blogskin tt i want!!!&lt;br /&gt;today is my dad's birthday. he is ** yrs old. shant reveal his age.cos he is really old. bought a cake n i ate it. i broke my diet today. all for my dad's sake. i ate the cake. so i shall do countless situps to burn all those calories.n i am going to walk home everyday!!!. sorry cant post that much now. gotta edit some parts of my skin!&lt;br /&gt;bye! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-116152703011083403?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/116152703011083403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=116152703011083403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/116152703011083403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/116152703011083403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/10/faster-than-speed-of-light.html' title='Faster than the speed of light!!'/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-116139841028597211</id><published>2006-10-21T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T19:40:10.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>as fast a lightning!!</title><content type='html'>hi!! have not posted for 5days. nice skin right!!! so shuai manxx. sry but i m currently absessed with the korean drama goong. i'm stil tryingt o find a better skin.n soory if there are no links. no time!!! sry bb gtg!!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;life? liveit!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-116139841028597211?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/116139841028597211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=116139841028597211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/116139841028597211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/116139841028597211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/10/as-fast-lightning.html' title='as fast a lightning!!'/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-116109631601870424</id><published>2006-10-17T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T07:45:16.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i confess. i have fallen  in love with princess hours!!! OMG i love that show lar. now i noe y ppl like rini and xf love it so much. i fin that show so super touching. i wld always be at the verge of tears while watching it. even though i already noe the story(thanks to xf), i still wanna watch!! wah addicted to it. cant afford to miss any episode!!&lt;br /&gt;i thought about life to day. i am always waiting for stuff and expecting stuff. i am always hoping for a surprise. i have been waiting for too long ler. how i wish my life can be like a fairytale. where ppl are all nice.n i like tuching things. like doing little acts of care. wah so touching. if someone so caring towards me,  may cry. but i dont think tt it'll ever happen to me. so wake up louise!!!  sometimes feel that my life is too boring..haix.shall make try to make it more interesting...&lt;br /&gt;bie.gotaa slp.or i'll get hei yan quan! bb! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-116109631601870424?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/116109631601870424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=116109631601870424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/116109631601870424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/116109631601870424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-confess.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-116079046086715892</id><published>2006-10-14T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T19:22:56.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream</title><content type='html'>i have the weirdest dreams. i dream of stuff that are not even close to reality. i usually dream alot. some times i wld love those dreams. and of course i want to tell ppl about my interesting dreams. but i cant seem to be able to recall any of them.. oh and do you know that our dreams only last about 90secs? i dont know if this is factual or not. but i guess it is true. cos i woke up just now, saw my sis changing her earrings. then i had a dream and woke up. n she was still there. i guess she takes around five mins to change earring. slow. my dream maybe was not 90secs. but it was fast. but dreams seem ever so long.n the worst thing is, they never have a end. i dont get to 'see' the end. someone wld never fail to wake me up at the most crucial point in dreams. =(&lt;br /&gt;k i think i have found the skin that i want!!! hope that by changing my skin, my tagboard wld work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE BLOGGING!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-116079046086715892?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/116079046086715892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=116079046086715892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/116079046086715892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/116079046086715892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/10/dream.html' title='Dream'/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-116088117197607524</id><published>2006-10-14T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T19:59:32.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dream? nightmare?</title><content type='html'>i had this dream. that band had a test on practical skills. on some field. and everyone in school had to be tested. the procedures were so like those palace procedures. proper with no mistake(too much influence from gong =P) then the most shocking thing is, xiaofen played the oboe. then she sit beside me leh. then aft t simin n shan3 join the group then we became choir. then so weird. then before the ending, i woke up. once again. a dream with no ending.&lt;br /&gt;nice skin rite?? i've got nthing alse to say cus it is just early in the morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-116088117197607524?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/116088117197607524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=116088117197607524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/116088117197607524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/116088117197607524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/10/dream-nightmare.html' title='dream? nightmare?'/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-116074406771902608</id><published>2006-10-13T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T05:54:27.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahh i very sad now. my post which i had done ytd, which could not be posted has gone missing. i cant recover. shld have been as clever as rini. she saved her post!!!&lt;br /&gt;BUT, i have no mood to care about that now. i have to care about my exam grades. i have done super badly. the worst grade of the century!!! ai ya i dont even know what i was doing during the examination. i was in lala land??? who knows. but it must be a distractive place. coe it caused me to produce such &lt;a href="mailto:!@#$%^&amp;****&amp;amp;^%$"&gt;!@#$%^&amp;****&amp;amp;^%$&lt;/a&gt; grades!!!!&lt;br /&gt;today was the worst day. am i like attached to the grade 'c'??? all grades are sure to have the letter c. hate it !up till now, i had yet to master enough courage to do a good look at my grades yet. just looking at the\at piece of apaer makes me depressed. but it is now tucked at a save place, away from me, in my bag. dont think that i will be looking at it for the next few days.&lt;br /&gt;i walked hme to day. good, cos i can burn calories. and i did more calory burning stuff. i went to swim. swam 20 laps. but i dont think that it helps. becos i can still see the countless no of tyres. have no idea how much weight will i have to lose to have lesser tyres.. haix.. but its alright, i'll peservre!!! you zhi zhe shi jing cheng!! =)&lt;br /&gt;ya,n about my diet. i am thinking of giving up. cos i m nt getting any poctket money recently. cos my parents say: you bring food to school eery day, youd o not need the money. will give you money when u eat in school. this statment kinda contradicts. first they say that i am too fat. so i go ona diet, hoping to slim down. now, they want me to eat. maybe i shld work on a execise only 'diet' plan. then i will eat my three meals. then i will do double the exercise. then not only will i lose weight, i oso get pocket money.... hmmm. dunno if this plan is workable. will think about it. and my diet has no progress. i have stopped losing weight. haix. do i have to go to the extend to become aneroxic and bulimic??? nah. not me. ican nvr become aneroxic. cos i cant resist the temptations of food. bulimic oso no, cos i hate vomiting. wld nvr fail to cry when i vomit when i was young. so  guess i have to stick to this dumb diet...n i will peservre till the end!!!&lt;br /&gt;n i will be going out tml!! n it feels j\kinda weird. i still cant adapt to this no study days yet. but i knw that i love it. it just feels weird. lolx!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a post which i had updated in my handbook because i missed blogging tooooo much!&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;OMG! i am so sad now(T.T). i am now'blogging' because i have banned myself from blogspot.com. k let me tell u why i am so sad. cos tt may make me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;there is a math quiz at ngee ann poly. and i wasnt chosen in th first place. for one good reason, because my math grade cannot make the mark. then florence approached me this morining to take her place in the math quiz for a math, cos she couldnt make it tt day. just now, that * came and transferred me to e math. to me that is dine. but i just couldnt stand the *'s scarcarsm. thus, i am now unsure of whether i shld go for it or not. nvm, i shall consult my friends:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: shld i go?&lt;br /&gt;- rini: Just go lar!&lt;br /&gt;- terence: go lor...&lt;br /&gt;- leonard: you shouldn't go. but if you dont go,* wld scold you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and shld i let leonard read this post??? talking about leonard, he borrows my nail clipper everyday. maybe his nails grows 1cm a day. Ha Ha. k shall end here before mrs ong confiscates this book and reads this post to the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shall not post the tagboard. cos some things shld not be posted. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i feel do not feel that sad!!! cos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;r i n i / =.= →look here. says:&lt;br /&gt;ur results ok wat&lt;br /&gt;r i n i / =.= →look here. says:&lt;br /&gt;oso nv fail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hereby thak rini for her precious words of encouragement!!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-116074406771902608?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/116074406771902608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=116074406771902608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/116074406771902608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/116074406771902608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/10/ahh-i-very-sad-now.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-116054739403525805</id><published>2006-10-11T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T23:16:34.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi i am here to post cos i am too bored. you must be wondering y is this girl here at home... not out. i had actually wanted to go out. but they are going to seoul garden. n i cant eat tt muach. n if i dont eat then it'll be a waste of my money. so i decided to stay home to watch horror movies. but i didnt suceed in the end. cos i turned of the com aftr watching 3 minutes of the movie...&lt;br /&gt;scardey cat? yup, i guess i'm a scardey cat aft all..lolx. nvm. since i am bored now, i shall go in search of a nice skin. shall stop now. but i will be back with more of my crapping in no time!&lt;br /&gt;muaahhaahha!!! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-116054739403525805?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/116054739403525805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=116054739403525805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/116054739403525805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/116054739403525805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/10/hi-i-am-here-to-post-cos-i-am-too.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-116054943719310496</id><published>2006-10-10T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T23:50:37.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;i do not care about what others say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i no longer bother to care&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; why are u doing this?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you r no longer the girls i once knew&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;no longer friends who understood me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;who would help me in times of need&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;who would talk to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;who had complete trust in me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i can no longer bear this form of agony&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i just wish that we were like before&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i hate it now. i really do!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-116054943719310496?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/116054943719310496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=116054943719310496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/116054943719310496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/116054943719310496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-do-not-care-about-what-others-say-i.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-116048651467182628</id><published>2006-10-10T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T06:21:55.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HI!!!!!!! ALL OF YOU MISS ME RITE????&lt;br /&gt;yup, i knw all of you miss me haha!!!&lt;br /&gt;wah i am now super happy sia. it has been centuries since i last updated my blog. i am sure all of u knw y. it is all becos of those dreaded examinations. i had to give up blogging for that period of time.&lt;br /&gt;during that period, i had many things to post about.my friendship life had many ups and downs. lots of problems.. it is quite dumb actualy. i have to refrain myself from posting at the point of time where i had the most to post about. i had so many stuff to post about. but u noe, louise is a girl wif strong determination. therefore, i didnt even post at all(you can clap here. cos i am praising myself)k let me now post about stuff tt i am really bothered by...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first, is my friendship life. some thing has affected it. but i cant identify the problem. or does the problem lies with me. i noe tt a huge problem exist. but i just cant point it out. i often wonder if i am moving on too quickly. too fast for my friends to catch up wif. i feel as though i have been torn apart from some of my frens. we can no longer communicate. sometimes they get mad at me for no reason tt i noe of. and i wld be at a lost. i wld not noe wat to do. and i am gulity of the thought of wanting to ignore them at times. really dont noe wat to do. is there a friendship helpline????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next are my exams. i have done terribly this time. haix. dontwish to talk about it now..  nxt time. maybe on thursday. when i really do some serious reflection when i get back my (lousy till i have no words to describe) grades..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok!! i shld mentioning those saddy stuff. k!!! lets talk about my today.&lt;br /&gt;i went to lot  to catcha  movie wif rini, fl, terence and zackery(ithink). we watch ROB-B-HOOD was a great show. and really touching towards the end. cos i teared. lucky i sit corner. so i got to tear more. tearing made me feel really good. i guess i really need a great big cry. cos i have many many uncountables troubles(tt was y i wanted to catch horro movie. but didnt in the end cos no horror movie for us to see). but tt cry felt quite nice. dont noe lar. i was like half crying for the movie and half crying for something else. which i cant exactly pin point out. but nvm. he movie has sort of woke me up... feel ready for my life once again!!! maybe i shld cry more.. crap!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall stop posting herecos fingers tired. i guess i have lost stamina for typing.. lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i actually enoy crying at times... =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-116048651467182628?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/116048651467182628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=116048651467182628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/116048651467182628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/116048651467182628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/10/hi-all-of-you-miss-me-rite-yup-i-knw.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-115785845334485523</id><published>2006-09-10T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T20:20:53.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have got a really bad news to announce to all of u..  this will be my last post . becos i have to stop touching the pc until my eoy ends.inow iknow, u all are sad, can see all of u sobbing now, but dont miss me(lol.i soo bhp =P)&lt;br /&gt;i didnt post ytd. u noe y cos i went to est coast early in the morining. rini tell me meet at 8am. but u noe wat!! fl n rini both late. i waited for rini for like 45 mins!!! first time i wait so long. soo we took tran to east coast then i rented bike cos i dun noe how to skate(will learn, once i have the time) then went to shine sun. i thnk the sun did shine me abit. then i played water. actually just my feet did tt!! love the sea!!!!&lt;br /&gt;then we went to bugis to shop a whil then went to tt band thing. i feel tt we did not need to go at all lar. out system lore or less was like theirs. shall nt elaborate non this. wast emy strength!!the concert was okay. execpt for some dumb gys who said tt ishld be quiet when i saw their own ppl talking in the concer. wateva!!!&lt;br /&gt;selpt at 10 last night!!! wahahah pig!! k shall stop here cos my dad naging me to go bath. i jusy dont get it. y do my parents nagg more when they are older. guess it is a form of car!! but i still move them!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bb will be back to post right aftr exams !!! dont miss cos u will be sad!!! lol =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-115785845334485523?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/115785845334485523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=115785845334485523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115785845334485523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115785845334485523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-have-got-really-bad-news-to-announce.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-115772614662153348</id><published>2006-09-08T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T07:35:46.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TELL ALL OF A GOOD NEWS!! I HAVE COMPLETED MY HOMEWORK!!!&lt;br /&gt;i am sooo happy... finally, all those irritating hw has got off me!!wahahaha&lt;br /&gt;attended the life skills course today we were given a talk on D I S C&lt;br /&gt;D - Direct&lt;br /&gt;I - Interactive&lt;br /&gt;S - Stable&lt;br /&gt;C - Careful&lt;br /&gt;i was a D and I person. haha. but wat the speaker said was mostly true. and these results are really accurate. wateva results my friends got, really reflects on their charater...wow really enjoyed the course. a course tt is worthed.&lt;br /&gt;then i went to je libary where i got most of my hw off my back!! wow now so shuang. but i think tt i am still too slow. i shld learnt to be ke ppl like shan shan and prisc, those who complete their hw the moment they get it!! omg really salute them&lt;br /&gt;to day is the indonesia trip. a trip which i had wanted to go sooo much!! but in the end, my parents gave lame excuses like'too dangerous', and blah blah blah. but nvm, since i didnt get to go there, i will aim to go there nxt time!!                                                                      &lt;br /&gt;i am gong to east coast tml!! yeas!! will be soo fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUCESS IS 1o/o INSPIRATION, 99o/o PESPIRATION!!! ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-115772614662153348?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/115772614662153348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=115772614662153348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115772614662153348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115772614662153348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/09/tell-all-of-good-news-i-have-completed.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-115763806567940246</id><published>2006-09-07T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T07:07:45.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wen to do hw today. completing a maths soon yea!! finally. but the paper is filled with blanks. those that i do not knw how to do!!&lt;br /&gt;went for sectional. omg soo fun!! i am beginning to love those nco ppl!!we are like so united even brfore the camp has started!! so fun!! ahhh love them loads!! wanted to have the flute section lunch today with them actually. but didnt cos i had to cmplete the hw which i hadnt borther to complete(stupid me). but they are so great!!! we are all great frens now!! ahhh really love them!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going for anger management course tml!! i think tt it will be fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOMEWORK ROCKS MY WORLD!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-115763806567940246?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/115763806567940246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=115763806567940246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115763806567940246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115763806567940246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-wen-to-do-hw-today.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-115754720504246684</id><published>2006-09-06T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T07:26:08.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had my english oral today. was really scary. mr zukifly(is the spelling correct???) kept on prompting me. oh my gosh so frightening. to, every prompt he gave me was a mark minused off.so he asked me like a million a zillion a blahblahllion questions. so my score may be negative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may i get good marks!!(prays really hardand i mean hard hard)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft tt, i went to je libary to get soem homework done wif jacq and angel. managed to do some!!*&lt;em&gt;claps for myself  =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went for the NCO pre-camp thing. had sectional. got to noe many new people woo!!! then i finally spotted soemone from btps hu was a band major and u noe hu?? it is danish..dont think u guys know him.. but he plays the flute really really well.&lt;br /&gt;tell u something. my instructor said tt i have a decent tone leh. and he onli said me and one other girl only.. wow.. so happy sia.!!! and guys play the flute much better than girls!!&lt;br /&gt;am gonna do hw tml!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOMEWORK ROCKS MY WORLD!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-115754720504246684?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/115754720504246684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=115754720504246684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115754720504246684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115754720504246684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/09/had-my-english-oral-today.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-115746805338099315</id><published>2006-09-05T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T07:54:13.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>STUPID I AM REALLY SAD NOW, COS I ADDED PPL TO THE CONVERSATION, AND PEOPLE SAY TT I AM ANNOYING THEM. LIKE 'WATEVA!'.IF PEOPLE SAY THAT I AM ANNOYING THEM BY CHATTING WIF THEM, THEN WAT IS MSN FOR!! ISN'T IT FOR CHATTING??? THEN SOME PPL WLD SAY THAT THEY ARE BUSY.. THEN WHY ON EARTH DO U GO ONLINE?? THEN WHEN PPL CHAT, U WLD SAY THAT THEY IRRITATE YOU. IRIITATING!~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE U&lt;br /&gt;I LOATH U&lt;br /&gt;I DISTASTE U&lt;br /&gt;WAT'S WIF SOME PEOPLE ANYWAY. THEY SAY THE THINGS THAT HURT PEOPLE THE WORST THING IS!!! THEY ARE NOT AWARE OF IT, AND THEY EVEN FIND IT HILARIOUS!!! FEEL LIKE USING VULGARITIES, BUT AFRAID THAT IT WILL CONTAMINATE MY BLOG.&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;FEELINGS ARE ALL MIXED UP NOW!! DAMM IT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-115746805338099315?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/115746805338099315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=115746805338099315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115746805338099315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115746805338099315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/09/stupid-i-am-really-sad-now-cos-i-added.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-115746655339236874</id><published>2006-09-05T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T07:32:40.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i found myself crying when i woke up...i was tearing cos of that dream stupid dream, made me cry.. shan't elaborate about the dream cos a bit long and unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;i stayed at hme the whole day. then did little hw, but managed to complete word craft!!!&lt;br /&gt;i re thought about the steve irwin's(forgive me if the spelling is wrong) death, then felt really sad. and still find it unbelievable tt he is now dead, cos in the past, he was iron man to me. cos he always managed to play around wif the crocs.. but luckily, he have programmes. so even though he is not here, i can still watch his amazing programmes!!!&lt;br /&gt;k shan't blog, cos some ppl justed pissed me off so in not mood to blog...SO DAMM IRRITATING !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-115746655339236874?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/115746655339236874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=115746655339236874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115746655339236874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115746655339236874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-found-myself-crying-when-i-woke-up.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-115738497187147560</id><published>2006-09-04T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T08:49:31.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i kind of love blogging these days...&lt;br /&gt;had band practise today. was realy really tired. aft dinner, i felll asleep on my sofa. then aft that, i could no longer move or even open my eyes. i could onli hear.... so i just slept and slept. and u noe wat woke me up, the best show on earth!! AMERICA'S NEXT TOP MODEL!!! the momoent the show was braodcasted, i shot up and watched it!! really love that show!!!&lt;br /&gt;watched the news, found out that the great croc hunter is dead. so sad!! use to like his show , u noe the crocodile hunters???&lt;br /&gt;k nvm&lt;br /&gt;ii am tired now. will continue to post tml..i am like a pig!! still tired aft nap!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-115738497187147560?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/115738497187147560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=115738497187147560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115738497187147560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115738497187147560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-kind-of-love-blogging-these-days.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-115729540651071134</id><published>2006-09-03T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T07:56:46.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my first day of dieting sucks!! i feel hungry half the time, have to live on water to try to keep myself full, which does not work at all. then i have to resist the temptations of those wonderful food right in front of me. but ti is already a great achievement for me. this is the first time i am so serious. have got no idea why........ but i can feel this mysterious force shutting my mouth so no extra food goes in. but i think only the beginning is tough. will be able to cope one!! ahahahaha cant wait for the new louise(i mean apperance) hope tt i can succeed!!! yeas!! i can do it, with the full supprot frm my family.. love them so much!!! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1947/752/320/misc%20005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i can do it!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-115729540651071134?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/115729540651071134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=115729540651071134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115729540651071134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115729540651071134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-first-day-of-dieting-sucks-i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-115724848357757492</id><published>2006-09-02T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T18:54:43.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was up at 8am today. had weird dreams, which i shan't mention as they are too weird!!!&lt;br /&gt;i am truly amazed by my sister. (the one tt is 8yrs old) she tunes in to perfect 10, she knows all the new songs which i am not aware of. and u noe wat!! she can even sing breaking free. she knows what high school musical is, whereas i am here with three ??? above my head.. really need to catch up lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tday is the first day of my dieting!!!just had wholemeal bread... found out why people who are dieting eat so little. it is not becos thay are full already or the purposely do not want to eat. it is becos food for dieting people sux.. and i will say so as i really dont like wholemeal bread. i just stuffed it down my throat...but it is alright. because this way, i can kill two birds with one stone so smart right!!! &lt;em&gt;*claps for meee!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am sure tt all of u noe tt it is the hols nxt wk. but i dont feel that it will any form of rest for me cos i wld stil be doing a lot of work. and band and many many more stuff.. the hols shld be as long as two weeks. tt is the appropiate amount one wk is sort of like when u are about to relax and cool down, school starts.. so dumb!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SHALL HEREBY ANNOUNCE THE DEATH IF MY FIRST BELOVED TAMAGOTCHI: XDOU(XIAO DOU). SHE PASSED AWAY DUE TO OLD AGE. SHE HAS A CHILD CDOU(CUTE DOU), HU WILL CARRY ON THE TAMAGOTCHI FAMILY LINE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1947/752/1600/IMG_3639.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1947/752/320/IMG_3639.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly miss sec 3 camp!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-115724848357757492?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/115724848357757492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=115724848357757492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115724848357757492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115724848357757492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-was-up-at-8am-today.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-115720726195110547</id><published>2006-09-02T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T07:27:41.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am back again to post!!!okie i went orchard to shop today. then i had pepper lunch. wanted t take pics with my mum n sis. but i forget to bring cam. ahhh nvm.. went to taka there then saw a super nice diary.. simple n plain. but it had this'thing' tt attracted me to it. and in the middle of my pepper lunch, i decided to really go on diet. and do u noe hu my dietician is, it is non other than my mum... wooo so excited!!! i shop until i very tired. then i made a donation and got this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1947/752/1600/donation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1947/752/320/donation.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nice bookmark!!!cos i got it by doing charity!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft tt, i went to bukit timah to buy groceries. then i saw abigail... she smile at me, so i smiled back.. she so pretty leh!! (for yr info, i am not las, i am just admiring beautiful things) now my whole body aching... after shopping for a whole dayy *yawnx*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh n before i leave, i show u a pic. very shuai one... so be careful... the pic oso can dian u one. ENJOY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1947/752/320/dan-techni-main.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;omg so shai lar!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wish for a filter in my mouth so no unhealty food gets in!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-115720726195110547?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/115720726195110547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=115720726195110547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115720726195110547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115720726195110547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-am-back-again-to-postokie-i-went.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-115716535086606834</id><published>2006-09-01T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T19:49:10.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i shall now define something which i experienced ytd&lt;br /&gt;FEAR:&lt;br /&gt;the kind of fear which i experienced while ice skating was those kind of exciting n adventurous fear. i was just plainly afraid of the feeling before i fall. it feel as though someone cluching my heart. the pain is quite okay. tha fear which i experience ytd was those kind of thrilling fear... woooo so exciting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;past few days, i have been crossing road pften. so i experience that kind of excitement when i see a car approaching it feels as though my heart had missed a beat or two...then when i get to the other side without getting hurt, then i wld get a great sense of achievement!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am now beginning to be a thinker. i spent half my time thinking n thinking about lots of things. n somehow, these things make me very confused at times...then i wld start blogging in my mind lol!!&lt;br /&gt;going to orchard ltr on... hope to buy losts of stufff..and i serioucly need to lose weight.. so i am going to tell my mum about my all full proof diet plan... hope tt she cooperate wif me.. then in no time, quala!!! a new louise!! so, do not give me sweet or offer me any food.. then stop me frm eating more food than i need!!! when i really lose weight, i would thank everyone hu helped me ,in my blog!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-115716535086606834?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/115716535086606834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=115716535086606834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115716535086606834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115716535086606834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-shall-now-define-something-which-i.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-115712046938628885</id><published>2006-09-01T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T07:21:09.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi!! back frm ice skating. was a great experience for me! fell once on my butt and once on my hands. i only had the guts to move only after i fell.... i really wanna thank rini, fengliing, xinwei, jacq, zoe, terence, brendan, xin kai and bing hua for helping me... sry for grabing yr arms sooo hard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT do u noe hu i grabbed the hardest?&lt;br /&gt;it is my corner... i spent half my time stagnant at the cornerss..lolx... but i did manage to 'skate' a few rounds..lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aftr skating, very tired. then went fl's mum shop eat. she treat us.. sooo nice.. food was nice tooo. then was super bloated... so me rini n fl went to wm to shopto burn carbo.. but didnt really help.!!!&lt;br /&gt;then i got hme n now i am really tired...so bies!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-115712046938628885?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/115712046938628885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=115712046938628885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115712046938628885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115712046938628885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/09/hi-back-frm-ice-skating_01.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-115712042285013843</id><published>2006-09-01T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T07:20:22.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi!! back frm ice skating. was a great experience for me! fell once on my butt and once on my hands. i only had the guts to move only after i fell.... i really wanna thank rini, fengliing, xinwei, jacq, zoe, terence, brendan, xin kai and bing hua for helping me... sry for grabing yr arms sooo hard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT  do u noe hu i grabbed the hardest?&lt;br /&gt;it is my corner... i spent half my time stagnant at the cornerss..lolx... but i did manage to 'skate' a few rounds..lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aftr skating, very tired. then went fl's mum shop eat. she treat us.. sooo nice.. food was nice tooo. then was super bloated... so me rini n fl went to wm to shopto burn carbo.. but didnt really help.!!! &lt;br /&gt;then i got hme n now i am really tired...so bies!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-115712042285013843?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/115712042285013843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=115712042285013843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115712042285013843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115712042285013843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/09/hi-back-frm-ice-skating.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-115707317872514904</id><published>2006-08-31T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T18:12:58.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i woke up super early, once again, todey. i woke up at 7.30am!! it was freaking cold. it has been raining for a long long time. i can nvr see the ground dry or feel any hot air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my bumb printer sacre me. just wanted to print some things, then paper jam occurred. and i am not sure of how my printer functions. so i had to read up the instructions manual.. finally it is printed. but i have no idea if there has been any damage done. hope that there isn't. or else my dad would murder me with his bare hands!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets get back to the raining topic. now, i am so freaking cold. but i still want the fan blowing on me... weird rite??? i kinda like being cold. then suddenly get warm...a very comforting feeling!!! oh ya, and i found out frm miss meana that by being cold, u can silm down. becos when u r cold, u will have higher metabolism rate, which will produce heat. so i shall make myself feel cold. so i have higher metabolism rate!! (dumb idea to silm down)&lt;br /&gt;it is gonna be hols. but it doesnt seem to be hols for me. cos i wil have to works doubly hard. one good thing is tt, the hols wld stop the neverending hw from coming in*&lt;em&gt;cheers for that&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, have i not mentioned tt i saw some of my classmates frm btps... they stilll regconise meee wooo!!! they stilll say hi to me didnt expect them to regconise me!!! :DDD(my triple chin)&lt;br /&gt;going ice skating ltr on!!!!&lt;br /&gt;bbb shall now go watch lil kc... as it beats stoning!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1947/752/320/DSCN0048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the rain it never stops...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-115707317872514904?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/115707317872514904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=115707317872514904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115707317872514904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115707317872514904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-woke-up-super-early-once-again-todey.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-115703707477753570</id><published>2006-08-31T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T08:11:14.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today we had teachers' day celebration. they need more time. so i ad to run down n tell mr aw tt my ca marks wrong. so embarassing manxx. but no choice, i had to stall for time. we had this great celebration. we had the cake and the party and videos and everything. i was greatly impressed my the videos. so touching. k i have no strength to post liao cos i chatting with xw, qh n xf in one conversation... omg so funnny. i shall now tell u wat happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are Godzilla, you're Japan(qin hong)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT..(xiao fen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'the answer my dear is blowing in the wind'(me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C O M M A N D O N€º ™ SEXY KISSES ! (xin wei)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are Godzilla, you're Japan says:&lt;br /&gt;i go eat papaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;tell us leh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'the answer my dear is blowing in the wind' says:&lt;br /&gt;u want to enhance yr breast issit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;we are Godzilla, you're Japan says:&lt;br /&gt;eat papaya for good digestion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;wow so smart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;eh qh tell us kk&lt;br /&gt;we are Godzilla, you're Japan says:&lt;br /&gt;i dunno anything!&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;u noe la&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;actact onli&lt;br /&gt;we are Godzilla, you're Japan says:&lt;br /&gt;wait&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; # " Pera___-* "im not okay; i promise eu revenge; has been added to the conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'the answer my dear is blowing in the wind' says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'the answer my dear is blowing in the wind' says:&lt;br /&gt;lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are Godzilla, you're Japan says:&lt;br /&gt;hello pera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'the answer my dear is blowing in the wind' says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;so interestin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'the answer my dear is blowing in the wind' says:&lt;br /&gt;so funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;pera we noe everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# " Pera___-* "im not okay; i promise eu revenge; says:&lt;br /&gt;wadda?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# " Pera___-* "im not okay; i promise eu revenge; says:&lt;br /&gt;bz rite now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; # " Pera___-* "im not okay; i promise eu revenge; has left the conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;stupid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'the answer my dear is blowing in the wind' says:&lt;br /&gt;xf u very cute leh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have just sent a Nudge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'the answer my dear is blowing in the wind' says:&lt;br /&gt;y all not chatting liao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;huh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;u addd pera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are Godzilla, you're Japan says:&lt;br /&gt;..ur reaction slow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are Godzilla, you're Japan says:&lt;br /&gt;he left long ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are Godzilla, you're Japan says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;i noe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;he scare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'the answer my dear is blowing in the wind' says:&lt;br /&gt;wat is his add&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;so stupid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;i olso dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;'the answer my dear is blowing in the wind' says:&lt;br /&gt;ask qh lar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;ehno hoh can ask qh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have just sent a Nudge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'the answer my dear is blowing in the wind' says:&lt;br /&gt;qh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are Godzilla, you're Japan says:&lt;br /&gt;i dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are Godzilla, you're Japan says:&lt;br /&gt;i go eat more papaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;qh tell us ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'the answer my dear is blowing in the wind' says:&lt;br /&gt;eXcess pap is not good either&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;later u will become tooo arrogant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are Godzilla, you're Japan says:&lt;br /&gt;nvm.. i wish to shit more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'the answer my dear is blowing in the wind' says:&lt;br /&gt;constipation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;must be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are Godzilla, you're Japan says:&lt;br /&gt;..omg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;ya wad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;if not eat so much for wad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are Godzilla, you're Japan says:&lt;br /&gt;alot meh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are Godzilla, you're Japan says:&lt;br /&gt;must be u nv eat fruit b4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are Godzilla, you're Japan says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;i now eatin banana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;just now durian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are Godzilla, you're Japan says:&lt;br /&gt;ya.. go eat more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;i go bugis buy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are Godzilla, you're Japan says:&lt;br /&gt;eat the whole bunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;no la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'the answer my dear is blowing in the wind' says:&lt;br /&gt;hahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'the answer my dear is blowing in the wind' says:&lt;br /&gt;i can imagine xf eating whole bunch of banana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'the answer my dear is blowing in the wind' says:&lt;br /&gt;soooooooooooooooooooooooooo fuuuuuuuuunnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnyyyyyyyyyyyyyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'the answer my dear is blowing in the wind' says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;is it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;qh telll us wad u noe ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;we now bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are Godzilla, you're Japan says:&lt;br /&gt;u go all the way to bugis just to buy banana?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'the answer my dear is blowing in the wind' says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;buty durian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;coz i just now go make ic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'the answer my dear is blowing in the wind' says:&lt;br /&gt;i am going to post this conversation on my blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are Godzilla, you're Japan says:&lt;br /&gt;o.. make ic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;'the answer my dear is blowing in the wind' says:&lt;br /&gt;go bugis buy banana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'the answer my dear is blowing in the wind' says:&lt;br /&gt;lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;how to add contacts ar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'the answer my dear is blowing in the wind' says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;i can';t add leh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'the answer my dear is blowing in the wind' says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C O M M A N D O N€º ™ SEXY KISSES ! says:&lt;br /&gt;go contact there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'the answer my dear is blowing in the wind' winks:&lt;br /&gt;Play "Laugh"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C O M M A N D O N€º ™ SEXY KISSES ! says:&lt;br /&gt;den click by email&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;oi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. just sent you a Nudge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'the answer my dear is blowing in the wind' says:&lt;br /&gt;my stomach ache liao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;i want to add the qh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;but dunno how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C O M M A N D O N€º ™ SEXY KISSES ! says:&lt;br /&gt;lol ask him add u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;hi qh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;u there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. just sent you a Nudge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are Godzilla, you're Japan says:&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;ty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are Godzilla, you're Japan says:&lt;br /&gt;pls type ur email&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are Godzilla, you're Japan says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;u noe wad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are Godzilla, you're Japan says:&lt;br /&gt;lazy to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;then ui type u olso ned to see rite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'the answer my dear is blowing in the wind' says:&lt;br /&gt;i laugh until my dad think tt i siao liao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;stupid qh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;oi qh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;quick la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;i think he addin now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C O M M A N D O N€º ™ SEXY KISSES ! says:&lt;br /&gt;haha u type he jus have to copy paste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are Godzilla, you're Japan says:&lt;br /&gt;im eating papaya now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;C O M M A N D O N€º ™ SEXY KISSES ! says:&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;u buy how mani ar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;a lot is it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is A danGerouussss gifT.. says:&lt;br /&gt;why like can't finish like dat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are Godzilla, you're Japan says:&lt;br /&gt;mouth small&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this conversation is so funnny rite... omg laugh till my stomache lolx&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;ok i can continue to blog liao cos xf has left the conversation... lolx.. going ice skating tml. really excited. cos i nvr go before...lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;A GOOD NEWS FOR U ME!! THE EVIL ULDER HAS BEEN DEFEATED BY ME!!! WAHAHAHAHAHAAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-115703707477753570?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/115703707477753570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=115703707477753570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115703707477753570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115703707477753570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/08/today-we-had-teachers-day-celebration.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-115694978139559527</id><published>2006-08-30T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T07:56:21.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WINNER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1947/752/1600/ulcer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1947/752/320/ulcer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                           EVIL ULCER&lt;br /&gt;                                                           ...............&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHAHA!!! I AM THE EVIL ULCER WHOHAS BEEN LIVING IN LOUISE'S MOUTH. I HAVE BEEN IN HERE FOR AROUND A WEEK. AND SHE HASN'T BEEN ABLE TO GET RID OF ME. SHE HAS TIRED EVERY THING. APPLYING CHINESE MEDICINE, GOING TO THE EXTEND TO DRINK MAN MANY GALLONS OF WATER EVERY DAY. SHE EVN PUT SALT ON ME YTD. TT WAS SO DUMB. BECOS, NOT ONLI DID IT NOT GET R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;ID OF ME, IT TOO CAUSED HER A LOT OF PAIN. YOU MUST BE WONDERING HOW I MANAGED TO LIVE IN HER MOUTH FOR SO LONG, EVEN AFTER HER COUNTLESS BUT EMPTY ATTEMPTS TO DESTROY ME... IT IS BECOS, SHE IS DUMB ENOUGH TO CONSUME LOTS OF SPICY FOOD AND HEATY FOOD, WHICH PROVIDES ME WITH THE OPTIMUM CONDITION TO LIVE IN.. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA.. SHE CAN NVR MAKE ME LEAVE HER MOUTH!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                                                                          EVIL ULCER&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so all of u have heard from my evil ulcer. yes, all tt it has said is perfectly true. but, i would not let it live in my mouth for life. i would now apply more slat. although the feeeling sucks. ytd, i did tt. the moment the salt hit the evil ulcer, pain strucked me!! alltt i could was clasp my palm over my mouth to prevent any other movment whch would cause further pain. i tired to tranfer my pain away by grabbing hold of mine pillow. but it was all in vain. cos the pain was still in my mouth. but,it beats allowing that evil ulcer livivng in my mouth!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SHALL NOW GET DOWN TO WORK AND KILL THAT ULCER.n go to bed. cos i am really tired now....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-115694978139559527?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/115694978139559527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=115694978139559527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115694978139559527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115694978139559527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/08/winner.html' title='WINNER'/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-115668790542780643</id><published>2006-08-27T06:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T07:11:45.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have just returned from the performance.. WOW!!! it was wonderful. all sits were full. it was the first time i ever performed in front of such a big group of audience!! and, we had the musical fountain behind us splashing wowow.&lt;br /&gt;but my feet hurt now. n i got burnt by the sun. so my face red as cherry. and more pimples!!!but the performance was really really magnificent. those hu did not go, u shld start crying now. cos u have just missed a show of a lifetime&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel like blogging anymore. cos i am starting to get a headache. guess i really need sleep.!!&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-115668790542780643?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/115668790542780643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=115668790542780643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115668790542780643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115668790542780643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-have-just-returned-from-performance_27.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-115668780403997251</id><published>2006-08-27T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T07:10:04.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have just returned from the performance.. WOW!!! it was wonderful. all sits were full. it was the first time i ever performed in front of such a big group of audience!! and, we had the musical fountain behind us splashing wowow.&lt;br /&gt;but my feet hurt now. n i got burnt by the sun. so my face red as cherry. and more pimples!!!but the performance was really really magnificent. those hu did not go, u shld start crying now. cos u have just missed a show of a lifetime&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel like blogging anymore. cos i am starting to get a headache. guess i really need sleep.!!&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-115668780403997251?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/115668780403997251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=115668780403997251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115668780403997251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115668780403997251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-have-just-returned-from-performance.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-115655563369600529</id><published>2006-08-25T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T18:27:13.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i woke up at 7am today. i have no idea why. But i seem to be waking up earlier and ealier. the worst thing is, i will only be hit by fatigue only at around 9pm to 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;i have just visited zoe's blog. i am amazed at the way she blog. she can really describe her feelings. and as i read, i would be able to illustrate the thing she is trying to describe.(tt is what i call a good writer). i will aim to write like her. because i have really bad writing skills. i am always unable to portray how i feel, my thoughts and everything.&lt;br /&gt;i chatted with zoe last night. i asked her is she was going back to her school. and we came to the topic about those people in 3e5 that were frm my school and how i looked at them&lt;br /&gt;People who were frm my school in 3e5:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;-Priscilla, a girl who gave me atttitude and ignored me. but we are great friends now!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;-thet htut win, a boy with weird name. i used to look at him as though he was a weirdo at him whenever i see him because of his weird name!!!(no offence) and little did i expect us to be friends now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;-pera, i just knew him as the boy who hanged out with the so called 'cool' guys. n i find it really cool that his mother tongue is chinese!! didnt expect us to be classmates now!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;-wensze,didnt notice her much....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;-brendan, didnt really know him. but i know tt he took the same bus as me. bus no.2!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;-liting, oso didnt notice her. but i know tt her cousin was in my class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;-me, a loner who always went everywhere alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think tt is all. i have a feeling tt i have left out some people. but nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a really bad news for myself. i have a really BIG and i mean BIG pimple out break. s.o.s&lt;br /&gt;i hate the big red little bumps. not only are the painful. but they are ugly too. cant wait for them to go away!!! i really hope to get a haircut. i can no longer stand my fuzzy hair. i hate it so much tt i have completely ignored it. i do not even bother to comb it. but i still wash it..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall stop here. n tell u something. there is currently no one online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; remember to go watch the band perform with hk band at sentosa, 27/8/06, 6.30pm to 7.15pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;9.21am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-115655563369600529?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/115655563369600529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=115655563369600529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115655563369600529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115655563369600529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-woke-up-at-7am-today.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-115651619813100762</id><published>2006-08-25T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T07:29:58.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dry...</title><content type='html'>had a perfectly normal school day. then i went for band rehersal at hkss. for :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Band's combine performance with hkss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at Sentosa, 6.30pm -7.15pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At the musical fountain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Remember to go!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i had no idea y. but i was super tired at hk. then tt hoe kept on reapting. then i had a dizzy head and a numb hand. have nvr felt so awful before. i hate that feeling as though i was being flush down some toilet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then i crapped with rini, zakir and samuel at the back of the bus. had nvr had such a great laugh in a long long time... hahahahhaa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cant wait till performance on sunday!!! i might be getting a hair cut tml. depends on the weather. if it rains, then i wont go cos i hate going out when it rains. even though someone in vented this gadget call 'umbrella' , i would still get wet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i shall not try to learn how to use photoshop bies!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tape my mouth!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-115651619813100762?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/115651619813100762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=115651619813100762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115651619813100762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115651619813100762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/08/dry.html' title='dry...'/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-115642994102580488</id><published>2006-08-24T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T07:32:21.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i want to thank all my friends who gave me a wonderful BIRTHDAY !!! i can say that this is the best birthday tt i have ever had in school. and thanks to all my friends who gave me those wonderful presents!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do u know y i am bloging now? i am blogging to give myself a little rest from e math. miss zhange made it seem so simple. but when i actually opened my book to do it i was so difficult. couldnt even do the first sum!! k shall stop cos this is enough rest...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-115642994102580488?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/115642994102580488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=115642994102580488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115642994102580488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115642994102580488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-want-to-thank-all-my-friends-who.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-115608408155269896</id><published>2006-08-20T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T07:28:01.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>as usual, i spent my day slacking. then i went 'kampong' again. first i played fire. but fire did not start because my pot have hole.so the water put out my fire. then i went to this open field to play soccer wif some little boys. the field was those big big ones. quite isolated. like those kind of land that would be seen when singers shoot their mtv. so i kinda enjoyed the sun n everything. then i found this kind of grass. quite fun to play n good to play prank on others!! so all of u near me watch out tomorow-wahahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;then i played captain's ball wif lil kids. no fun at all. but i really love my grandma's place. it brings me so close to nature. u can easily spot squirrels in tree or birds like tocans( i think that the spelling is wrong) then in the morning, u wld see lots of butterfiles. i wld feel as though i was in cartoon land when they make the mornings seem so beautiful all those birds chirping. so i really love it there!!!&lt;br /&gt;k shall stop here cos it is 10.21 now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;staple my mouth so no food gets in!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-115608408155269896?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/115608408155269896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=115608408155269896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115608408155269896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115608408155269896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/08/as-usual-i-spent-my-day-slacking.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-115599946884747945</id><published>2006-08-19T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T07:57:48.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUM!!!!&lt;br /&gt;It's my mum's birthday today. but i had totally forgotten about it!! but i made up for it by treating my family to dinner!!&lt;br /&gt;i have just returned from IMM. whille shopping for groceries in Giant, a madwoman went up to my mum and started to ask her questions. i was astoounded. didnt know how i shld defend my mum. so i did nthing but stare. tired to look for my dad. but didnt know where to go look for him. it was so CRAPPY!!! my mum was there placating a madwoman and my dad was no where to be found when i needed him...my expression was -.-&lt;br /&gt;i am currently not blogging for a few minutes. cos i am trying the new scanner out&lt;br /&gt;okay i cant scan. i mean i can scan. but i can get the picture to the program where i can edit the picture. i will learn nxt time.&lt;br /&gt;i have bought my black polo tee ler.. cant wait till our performance. cos i havenot been to sentosa for like five yrs... -i noe. i can all yr shocked faces. but dont have to tell me how u feel about my statement-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tape my mouth so no food gets in!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-115599946884747945?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/115599946884747945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=115599946884747945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115599946884747945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115599946884747945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/08/happy-birthday-mum-its-my-mums.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-115594904977707704</id><published>2006-08-19T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T17:57:29.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HI!!!&lt;br /&gt;it is now 8 plus and i am posting on my blog. sooo weird right! me a lazy girl who sleeps till noon is now up at around 7.30.&lt;br /&gt;you want to know why? it is all because of the dream that i made. sorry. i mean the dreams that i made.&lt;br /&gt;first dream&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was on some sbs bus. dont know wat bus no. then i saw feng ling, rini, leonard n terence board the bus. then all of them ignored me. they looked at me as though i had the word 'EXTRA' on my head. then i suddenly had a though tt i am really extra. it is like when fl comes n talk wif us. i wld just wish to go away. cos i feel extra.. weird feelin.. and i hate this dream!!&lt;br /&gt;second dream&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt that i went to IMM with my mum. then i saw tamagotchi. then i pester her to buy. then she didnt. then i was really really sad. but it is ok lar cos i have been pestering my parents to get me a tamagotchi since this gadget was out. sort of like pester them until i no longer have the strength to do that. because their answer would be a firm NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is no one online execpt leonard. i kinda like it when there is no one online n it is early in the morning. it sort of makes me feel refreshed. then i can complete my homework ltr on. yeas!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i have nthing to blog about cos it is early in the morining and nthing much has happened yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1947/752/320/in%20playground%20033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i kind of like this picture. it is kind of isolated and strong!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;seal my mouth so no food gets in!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-115594904977707704?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/115594904977707704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=115594904977707704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115594904977707704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115594904977707704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-dreamt-that-i-went-to-imm-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-115591119767812949</id><published>2006-08-18T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T07:26:37.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am now very very gulity because i have just let a durian strudel goi down my oesophagus. n into my stomach n u know all those porcesses. and the end product wld be fats!!! how i wish that i could go back to 15 mins ago and stop that harmful durian strudel from going into my mouth... ahhh nvm. wat has been done has already been done. all that i can do now is to stop more things from going into my BIG mouth!!!&lt;br /&gt;i have not posted for about a week already. because it old myself to not go online and study for all my tests. and i did it!!- proud of myself for that :D - i have been sleepy for the pass few days. i get sleepy like around 9.30. when i normally sleep at 11.30. and the worst thing is, i will still be sleepy the next morning. there is some sort of sleeping powder in my hse. cos my sister has also been wanting to slp a lot. she is like sleeping beaty. sit down then sleep. eat oso sleep..hope that this sleeping thing goes away.&lt;br /&gt;had band today. wasnt that bad. cos we lay the songs all auite easy to play. so i still had ample energy to go hme.&lt;br /&gt;k i can no longer type ler. cos i am really tired to think.. yawn**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;seal my mouth so  no food goes in!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-115591119767812949?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/115591119767812949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=115591119767812949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115591119767812949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115591119767812949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-am-now-very-very-gulity-because-i.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-115556494271224543</id><published>2006-08-14T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T07:15:42.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ta da. my new skin!! nice rite. sort of had a liking to it when i first saw it. :)&lt;br /&gt;my right eye is now having blurred vision at certain times. so i blink blink blink and rub rub rub. so my eye sort of have a little blister.&lt;br /&gt;today's lesson not that boring. but chemistry lesson was dead boring. a minute in her leson seemed like a year. tried my best to listen. n i did. hope tt i will fair well for the test this fri. (pray really hard)&lt;br /&gt;then i had my english oral presentation. dont know if i did well. but i did try my best.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to walk home today. but didnt cos prisc not on. so i took bus. shall walk hme tml.&lt;br /&gt;k shall stop here.cos i wanna watch AMERICA'S NEXT TOP MODEL it is back!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;amusement is essential for survival!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-115556494271224543?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/115556494271224543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=115556494271224543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115556494271224543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115556494271224543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/08/ta-da.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-115530748293594919</id><published>2006-08-11T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T07:44:45.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>do you guys know something??? it is going to be my birthday soon. for this year, i didn't really notice that my bdae is coming. normally on this day last year, i would have been counting down ler. dunt htink that i will expect to get much presents thins year. cos u noe my fren network is that small. (will work on that. (=  )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I AM SUDDENLY SICK OF BLOGGING. N I FEEL THAT THE WAY THAT I BLOG IS AWFUL. SO I DONT THAT I WILL EVER BLOG AGAIN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-115530748293594919?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/115530748293594919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=115530748293594919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115530748293594919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115530748293594919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/08/do-you-guys-know-something-it-is-going.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-115520075958055263</id><published>2006-08-10T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T02:05:59.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woke up at 10 this morining. slept a lot. but still feel really tired.. yawnx** i always experience this when it is a holiday from school. i wld feel really jellish(if there is such a word) and would just want to lie in bed n not move. but it wasnt that bad today. becos i managed to do my e maths revision. very very proud of myself. my sis is now running a fever. three days ler. hope that the fever subsides.actually i have nth to blog about. blogging os sort of my duty liao. i noe tt my blogging sucks. but it sometimes feels go to blog about how i feel cos it is like a weight off me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;troubles all go into oblivion!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-115520075958055263?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/115520075958055263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=115520075958055263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115520075958055263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115520075958055263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/08/woke-up-at-10-this-morining.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-115513390844763399</id><published>2006-08-09T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T07:31:48.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>have u ever had the feeling of being happy and suddenly sad? when u are super happy, i will feel this surge of heat rushing to my heart.there will be this warmth lingering in my heart..and when a bad news hits me, it feel as though someone has poured a bucket of ice over my heart. it shirks and it feels totally cold..n i HATE that kind of feeling. i hate the emptiness in my heart.when i feel sad, my heart feels at though it is minus a million, billion, zillion degrees. no heater can heat it up...&lt;br /&gt;i hate putting on a false front. why is it sometimes, tt i have t put on a happy front when it is freezing in my heart??? i always ask myself why. is it becos of my fren? i guess. if i put on a false front it'll be better for everyone ba... so, i will be brave n self sacrificial(hahas) for the benefit of the people in front of me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am a totally different person inside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love the theme song this yr!!! wooooooooooo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-115513390844763399?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11290500.post-115504257858978335</id><published>2006-08-08T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T06:09:38.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we had national day celebrations. and we once again said the recollections which i had been saying for more than 6 yrs.went back to class. then we all slacked but i did try to help with the decorations...i did contribute.aft school we did the band notice board. soooo nice.. when i lloked at it in rini's blog, it was the sort of notice board that people would do in uni.. n we are doing that in sec school... woooo&lt;br /&gt;tell u guys something. i am inlove with kiss goobye again. becos leonard n terence talked about it... it sort of triggered the switch in my mind to like that song again. so i have been listening to it repeatedly untill my family has ogt sick of it ..lolx&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea why. but i feel realy relaxed today. as though there would be no school for the rest of my entire life and i found out what i am looking forward to already. i found out that in every day of my life now, i cant wait to undergo the experience of growing out.. like as though i treat my life as though it was a adventure, a course.&lt;br /&gt;i shall stop blogging now might carry on ltr on.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ADVENTURE!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-115504257858978335?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/115504257858978335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=115504257858978335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115504257858978335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115504257858978335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/08/we-had-national-day-celebrations.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-115479359739396162</id><published>2006-08-05T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T08:59:57.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bow if u ask me wat is my greatest regret in life, i will have to say that my greatest regret is to try n put zoe n terence tgt...u noe y cos now she is watching the same show as terence n will only talk to me during commercial. n leave me to die in the sea of boredom. even when i call her, she will be chatting wif terence chat wif her, she oso talking to terence. wanna chat wif her, watching same show as terence. hate it manxx..&lt;br /&gt;i have just lost a chatting buddy... sobs sobs sobs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall now define boredom..&lt;br /&gt;it is a really empty feeling in yr heart... your hear t will feel emptier by the min.. the emptiness fills up whenu have nthing to do.. it the gathers at yr heart. gradually to a time when yr heart is super empty.... at that time, u will turn very hyper.... n the hyperness will turn in to anger...tt is wat tt happens to me... n tt always happens...n i HATE it. i really do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;drowned by boredom&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-115479359739396162?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/115479359739396162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=115479359739396162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115479359739396162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115479359739396162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/08/bow-if-u-ask-me-wat-is-my-greatest.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-115470308131235371</id><published>2006-08-04T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T07:51:21.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had lessons as usual. and i was said to be sleeping during chemistry lesson... can some people just define sleeping&lt;br /&gt;SLEEP:&lt;br /&gt;A natural and periodic state of rest during which consciousness of the world is suspended&lt;br /&gt;A torpid state resembling sleep&lt;br /&gt;Euphemisms for death (based on an analogy between lying in a bed and in a tomb)&lt;br /&gt;was i doing any of that, NO!! i hate to be accused...&lt;br /&gt;then it was meena's lesson.. she takes so long to return our est paper until i no longer have the urge to want to noe my marks anymore..&lt;br /&gt;then physics lesson was soo fun mr aw brought a control like thing... then we answered qs lolx so fun if onli i had a contrl of my own that could control anything i wanted.. then i go someone's hse then start meddling with their tv with MY control...lolx&lt;br /&gt;had band... as usual and was very tired aft that. had to take nus home cos my dad couldn't fetch me.. then the dumbest thing happen to me. i realised that my ez link card have no more balance then i found out that i onli have 50cents. then wanted to go opp get small change... then found t10 cents in my pocket. n by the time i found the money. the bus already go liao..ahhhh. qi si ren manxx... i ws embarrassed of my self. wanna take bus then go no money. so pathetic manx... ahhh&lt;br /&gt;shall stop her cos i wanna slp ler. once again... cos i always am lack of sleep....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I LOVE ABBA!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-115470308131235371?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/115470308131235371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=115470308131235371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115470308131235371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115470308131235371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/08/had-lessons-as-usual.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-115461914292983374</id><published>2006-08-03T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T08:32:23.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i felt really sleepy today... i knw y. it is becos of my lack of slp... nowadays, i wake up every morning with a really heavy head.. then i would tell myself that i wll slp early. but i never ever manage to do it. that is y i am now her blogging...&lt;br /&gt;for the past few weeks, i have been having the urge to blog or come online. but the thing is, when i caome online. or to the page where i am supposed to blog, i wld have nthing to do but feel bored. dumb rite...&lt;br /&gt;after much thinking, i finally am able to find out y am i always not able to sleep. it is becos i have this weird habit of 'reflecting on what i am done on that day. and sort of blog it into my mind.. i like to blog in my mind. i treat my mind as though it is a blog... where i blog to keep my memories....sounds really stupid. but i really do that.. and in the blog in my mind, only do i release my true feelings...the only way to read it is to be someone who i can tell my thoughts and feelings to...lolx&lt;br /&gt;for the past few days, i ahve been telling some people about my ant's death... for me, it is sort of when i tell my problems to someone, i wld think about it less.. it feels as though the person who i told it to has carried some of the burden for me...the more i tell, the better i feel..so, i need my friends to tell them all my problems...&lt;br /&gt;i ahve been thinking for the past few days. have i changed at all ince primary school, if i have changed, how much have i changed...tt is a very great qs. cos i pri school, i was a loner... when i think back about those moments, i wld feel really uncomfortable..i wld sort of sqirm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really cant blog anymore.. my eyelids are sort of putting on weight, getting heavier by the second...bb and good nite to all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;THINKER!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-115461914292983374?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/115461914292983374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=115461914292983374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115461914292983374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115461914292983374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-felt-really-sleepy-today.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-115444623402759415</id><published>2006-08-01T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T08:30:34.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pass few days, or do i mean the whole wkend. i have dbeen at my aunt's funeral... when i first reached my aunt's hse, i cried and cried... i cried at though i have an ocen of tears.... my tears just couldn't stop flowing... i then placked up all my courage to glance into the coffin.. there, layed my auntie who have looked after me when i was youg, who had meant alot to me... there she layed in her coffin..motionless... she wasnt the aunt tt i had always seen... i could sense an invisible gap between me and her. in the past, she would always respond when i spoke to her... but this time, not matter wat i do, i knew that she wouldn't respond... i couldn't bear to let her go yet... just a week ago, she told us that she was ready to return home... and just one week later, she is gone..when i visited her in the icu.. she looked so fragile.so sick.i didnt even dare to llok at her. i do not knw y. but there is this distance and gap.she was like an untouchable to me.&lt;br /&gt;i really miss her.. but since she is gone, there is really nthing i can do to let her return. she shall be kept in a little corner of my heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cousin had to form sentence in school 2 wks ago.&lt;br /&gt;if u could fly, (my coousin said) i would fly to the hospital to be with mummy.&lt;br /&gt;i asked him again ytd. he said tt if he could fly, he wld go to the crematorium to visit his mum's grave...so sad rite...just a simple sentence, u will find out the thoughts of a person...&lt;br /&gt;shall stop before i wet my keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tudae, had lesson. i generally slept...cos i was super tired...we seem to be having neverending remedials...ahhhhhhhhhhhhh...i feel that i am always running...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;running and running. it's neverending.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-115444623402759415?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11290500.post-115366878482184970</id><published>2006-07-23T23:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T08:33:04.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hiii i wanted to post ytd. but my com lag too much so i didnt.&lt;br /&gt;i went to fun day ytd... had so much fun wif steph...but then i feel that too little ppl go liao... if more ppl go then more fun&lt;br /&gt;u noe wat!! my p 2 tcher still recognise me... i was so shocked. ididnt know tt ppl do remeber me...lol&lt;br /&gt;then i got lotsa sweets....played those easy easy games...lolx...had great fun with steph tt day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i saved three baby birds frm the drain... they were so pitiful...all wet in the drain...they must have walked off to far n fell into it..then i used a container to scoop it up...all three...so wei da rite...put them up... but their dumb mum couldnt find them...about 9 i still heard their cries..so my sis go find them but cannot find...my sis say tt she wanted to find n take care of it...then my grandma say tt this birds will bite their own tongue and kill themselves if we take care of them...sad rite? luckily we didnt find them... or they would have killed themselves...sort of a blessing in disguise..hope tt the cats dont eat them...-pray really hard!!! :X&lt;br /&gt;i need to sleep ler...bb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i hate SOUR!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1947/752/1600/fun1%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1947/752/320/fun1%20003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-115366878482184970?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11290500.post-115366874959589844</id><published>2006-07-23T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T08:32:29.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hiii i wanted to post ytd. but my com lag too much so i didnt.&lt;br /&gt;i went to fun day ytd... had so much fun wif steph...but then i feel that too little ppl go liao... if more ppl go then more fun&lt;br /&gt;u noe wat!! my p 2 tcher still recognise me... i was so shocked. ididnt know tt ppl do remeber me...lol&lt;br /&gt;then i got lotsa sweets....played those easy easy games...lolx...had great fun with steph tt day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i saved three baby birds frm the drain... they were so pitiful...all wet in the drain...they must have walked off to far n fell into it..then i used a container to scoop it up...all three...so wei da rite...put them up... but their dumb mum couldnt find them...about 9 i still heard their cries..so my sis go find them but cannot find...my sis say tt she wanted to find n take care of it...then my grandma say tt this birds will bite their own tongue and kill themselves if we take care of them...sad rite? luckily we didnt find them... or they would have killed themselves...sort of a blessing in disguise..hope tt the cats dont eat them...-pray really hard!!! :X&lt;br /&gt;i need to sleep ler...bb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i hate SOUR!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1947/752/1600/fun1%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1947/752/320/fun1%20003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-115366874959589844?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11290500.post-115349761245988475</id><published>2006-07-21T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T09:00:12.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have just returned from a wedding dinner. it was a 10-course meal. so i am super full now... the wedding was really speacial. they have a band playing on stage. a cello player, a percussianist, i guitarists and a clarinetist....wow the songs they played were all so amazing. i was totally impressed...i clapped for their every single song... wonderful... tt wedding also had many special ppl attending it... two from the acting industry and a minister.. cool eh? how often is it tt in a wedding do u get to invite people like that!&lt;br /&gt;enough about the wedding.&lt;br /&gt;tml is funday. but i still cant find anyone to go with me execpt stef.. ask priscilla. she said tt her parents dont allow. asked terence. but he siad tt he has tution till 12pm. (funday ends at 12.30pm)&lt;br /&gt;so no point for him to go... but i am still going. cos i wanna play...lol.... but i guess it will be really boring. if onli someone went there to play wif me...&lt;br /&gt;k i can feel my heavy eyelids sinking down tot he ground already.. so i shall stop her. bies!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if only i had more ppl going there...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-115349761245988475?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/115349761245988475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=115349761245988475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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i gave up while it was loading. i dunt hink tt i need to say much about the wkends...as usual, i slacked and slacked. :P&lt;br /&gt;tuday was quite fun. interesting things happened. but i cant post it here, idf i do, i will never survive to post another post animore.&lt;br /&gt;had chinese speling. quite ok, execpt tt i didnt know how to write a word..&lt;br /&gt;then had chem test. shld be ok ba&lt;br /&gt;then mrs ong nvr cum, so free period... yays! crap n crapped&lt;br /&gt;omg! i just recalled. i have chi spelling tml. no time to post ler... bb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;goosebumps!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-115314515549374585?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/115314515549374585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPIE BURTHDAE ANGEL!!!! - MY SI DANG&lt;br /&gt;we had bio experiment tudae... so boring...i can sleep during lab work. see some things through the microscope n that was all.. then meana use tt kind of tione to talk to us, which i hate. i hope that mr subair can each us again... n i cant believe tt i am daying this. but i really miss ms ting!!!! want her 'miss ting's bio class' again. this r the times when i onli cherish ppl when they r gone.&lt;br /&gt;then did group wrk during bio. then priscilla brb n brb so digusting&lt;br /&gt;then physics class mr aw brought some cool toys to class so fun esp the bowl one...&lt;br /&gt;during band, prof allen came. he was a really nice guy. he played the saxophone really well... was really impressed...&lt;br /&gt;i just chat wif zoe n terence...then suddenly got high. now i dunno y dun want to reply them...lolx..high when i am tired...but i dun want to slp...&lt;br /&gt;bb&lt;div 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good example... plssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to this person:&lt;br /&gt;do u noe tt u r the one with the worst attitude!? but u always talk about other people's atitude!!! no one wiches to talk abut you becos u noe yr way around ppl. first, u be nicey-nicey. then u will stab them in hte bac. n let them die slowly without them even noeing wat u had done to them. then u will stil be the nice girl...but too bad!! becos i have seen through u now!! just one word to describe you...EVIL !!!!! and by the way, ur attitude really sucks. maybe u dont knw it. so i am telling u right here. yr attitude really sucks!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh... feel so much better now =) it is some sort of stress reliefu may think tt i am sick. but for me,  if u do not mess with me, neither will i mess with u!&lt;br /&gt;angel burthdae is on friday. got her a pressie ler...now i think tt i can do it after all, when i look at it frm a different angle...&lt;br /&gt;and i did self punishment again..becos i spent my time again running about ...it is worst than punishment. just that it is not stated punishment..ran and ran...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ran and ran&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-115271247225861273?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/115271247225861273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=115271247225861273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115271247225861273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115271247225861273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/07/it-has-been-three-days-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-115233235426811839</id><published>2006-07-08T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T21:19:14.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is my 1o1 post...i have been posting for so long...n i have onli reached my 1ooth post at this time...&lt;br /&gt;i will be going to concert later on..i have a feeling tt i will be the extra&lt;br /&gt;i am now starting to love be lonely.. i love walking alone in school esp when i walk down the stairs. it allows my imagination n tots to run wild. i love that kinda of feeling. it feels at though i am in a world of my own. with no one to bother me, no problems n no troubles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;extra=&gt; me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-115233235426811839?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/115233235426811839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=115233235426811839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115233235426811839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115233235426811839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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to go want, but don't know why she suddenly say that she don't want to go already... many people wanted to go at first, but ended up not going...and in the end, i sthe one tt didn't want to go who is attending the concert( that person is meee!!! =P) hahaha so farny!!!!&lt;br /&gt;today school ended at 12pm. but the day seem very long... especially mean's class..i really admire rini's guts..she actually dared to do that.(u must be wondering wat she did rite!!!but i shall not bother to type cos my fingers tired)&lt;br /&gt;i got home super early just slacked n slacked n slacked my whole day away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;slacker&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i just cant seem to find that ray of light that is supposed to be there for me...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-11290500.post-115211136700951718</id><published>2006-07-05T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T00:42:51.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was so embarrassed today.&lt;br /&gt;i cant command a squad...ahhhhhhhhhhh...omg i never ever ever want to experience this ever again...&lt;br /&gt;and, my dad is soooo nice. i just found out how nice he is..but i shall not bother to go into details...&lt;br /&gt;we had band today...but mr hoe wasnt here, so we cleaned our instruments and did some footdrill....and i couldn't command a squad...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! so embarrrassing manx...but i shall learn and never let that happen again...&lt;br /&gt;i have very little hw today, but i dunno y, i spent a lot of time doing stuff at my study table, so i ended up using the com only now...&lt;br /&gt;ohhh i gtg cos it is late liao...want my sleep...and my eyelids are getting heavier by the minute...kk bb nite&lt;br /&gt;msg to jie jie: i tried my best liao... so there shouldn't be any typo errors =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;blushing like MAD!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-115211136700951718?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/115211136700951718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=115211136700951718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115211136700951718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115211136700951718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-was-so-embarrassed-today.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-115193725743489406</id><published>2006-07-03T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T07:34:17.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>see, i change skin ler...not bad rite?&lt;br /&gt;this is the best tt i could find...&lt;br /&gt;going back to school tomorrow...i really hope to brush up on my studies...i swar to myself tt frm tml onwards, i am gonna stickt o my study table n do solid work for many many hrs...&lt;br /&gt;i've gotta promote the NJC concert tickets...i thnk i may wanna go ba...since i just save some money..&lt;br /&gt;i shall now conquer all my problems, not hide frm them like last sem...which caused me to be lyk tt...&lt;br /&gt;for the first half of the year, i was sort of lyk shunning my problems. but now, i will try to defeat them...MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;i am still thinking of wat i shld get for angel for hr birthdae..&lt;br /&gt;thinking really hard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;guilt is drowning me..HELP...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-115193725743489406?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/115193725743489406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=115193725743489406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115193725743489406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115193725743489406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/07/see-i-change-skin-ler.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-115190347188599359</id><published>2006-07-03T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T22:11:11.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am now really tired. but i do not want to slp cos i do not want to get the habit of slping tin the afternoon...quite dumb rite, but i wil help me..cos hen i slp in the afternoon, i cant sleep at night..&lt;br /&gt;i have got nthing to post about ler..i htink tt i am gonna change skin lerrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;livin&lt;em&gt;g in so much guilt tt i have gone numb&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-115190347188599359?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/115190347188599359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=115190347188599359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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were not even opened.i didnt knw why...but i just woke up n ate n then when swimming...&lt;br /&gt;see this are the things tt i do..so dumb i do without even thinking..at first i swimed continuously. but aft tt,u wont guess it' i started to try to sleep in the pool...sounds dumb rite? but it is quite comfortable up know, thw water sound is kinf of like a lullaby i almost fell asleep. not until two dumb girls who started slashing each other. which obviously disrupted me...&lt;br /&gt;then i went to my grandma's hse..which i spent my whole time slacking. i dunno y. but when i am at my gransmum's, my mouth would never stop taking in food.my mouth took in lots offood. tt is y i am sooo bloated now..i dun think i need breakfast tml...&lt;br /&gt;i almost tot tt i lost my phone tudae..i called my phone many many times, but to no avail..then a thought struck me..then i walked to my dad's car...n there i saw my phone blinking blinking...how careless of me to leave it there n not knw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did lots of thinking tudae...i reflected on wat many ppl said..esp sister...am i fit to do this????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;they are really nice!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;read this....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, the father of a very wealthy family took his son on a trip to the country with the express purpose of showing him how poor people live. They spent a couple of days and nights on the farm of what would be considered a very poor family. On their return from their trip, the father asked his son,&lt;br /&gt; "How was the trip?"&lt;br /&gt;"It was great, Dad."&lt;br /&gt;"Did you see how poor people live?" the father asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh yeah," said the son.&lt;br /&gt;"So, tell me, what did you learn from the trip?" asked the father.&lt;br /&gt;The son answered: "I saw that we have one dog and they had four. We have a pool that reaches to the middle of our garden and they have a creek that has no end. We have imported lanterns in our garden and they have the stars at night. Our patio reaches to the front yard and they have the whole horizon. We have a small piece of land to live on and they have fields that go beyond our sight. We have servants who serve us, but they serve others. We buy our food, but they grow theirs. We have walls around our property to protect us, they have friends to protect them." The boy's father was speechless.&lt;br /&gt;Then his son added, "Thanks Dad for showing me how poor we are."&lt;br /&gt;Isn't perspective a wonderful thing??Makes you wonder what would happen if we all gave thanks for everything we have, instead of worrying about what we don't have. Appreciate every single thing you have.&lt;br /&gt;"Life is too short and friends are too few."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-115185325336346413?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/115185325336346413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=115185325336346413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115185325336346413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115185325336346413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/07/today-my-sis-woke-me-up-at-around-09.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-115176648197834838</id><published>2006-07-01T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T08:08:01.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i woke up really early today. i didnt knw y, but i just woke up at 8am. n i dun even feel tired now.. i then slacked for the whole morning. then i went to meet zoe for lunch...then i went to SYF...got there late...had to take cab int eh end...&lt;br /&gt;i must saw that the SYF was magnificent...first we had the contigents...our class have&lt;br /&gt;guides&lt;br /&gt;-Simin&lt;br /&gt;-Priscilla&lt;br /&gt;gb&lt;br /&gt;-Xiao Fen&lt;br /&gt;npcc&lt;br /&gt;-Liyana&lt;br /&gt;-Ainah&lt;br /&gt;the best part was the display band competition...i was totally impressed... i have never seen anything like that before...n now, i am determined to make our band into a band with footdrill like them...simin was saying tt if hafiz was there, he would have been smiling...it ia a pity tt he wasnt there...but nvm, i will describe to him the moves with my great deacription skills...lolx...&lt;br /&gt;k i think i shall stop here...n happy youth day!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-115176648197834838?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/115176648197834838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=115176648197834838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115176648197834838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/115176648197834838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-woke-up-really-early-today.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-115171704354368628</id><published>2006-06-30T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T18:24:03.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we performed at 20 anni last night. i wanted to post last night... btu i was too tired...the show turned out wonderfully...tt is wat the ppl hu watched said. i cant sae whether it is nice or not cos i was stuck at tt stuffy staircase...but all was worthed itwhen the band ppl entered the hall for the finale..the atmosphere was terific...i could see smiles on everyone's faces...n i saw jie jie ytd...he so shuai...for the first time in 9yrs, i see him so shuai....(cos i same pri skool as him)...i was impressed...&lt;br /&gt;then when they announced the 'bukit view military band' thy clap ...it was so satisfying...there were people who said that the badn played well...haha so happy...but last night was a wonderful night...the 20 anni which i saw in pieces tured out so wonderfully...i dunno why, but i just feel especially happie, lyk got happiness bursting in me...haha...i gues i really happie....lolx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-11290500.post-115163278140625404</id><published>2006-06-30T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T18:59:41.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>many things happened td...hav ppl sae our attire n everything then many ppl bu shuang me haix dun bather to care liao cos there r always people hu will be there for me...so u wont make me miserable...&lt;br /&gt;i dunno y ...the feeling is banck again...i once again do not feel like blogging...so i shall stop here&lt;br /&gt;'dont try to put me down...COS U WONT SUCCEED!!!!'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-115163278140625404?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11290500.post-115124518256887956</id><published>2006-06-25T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T07:19:42.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i will be returning back to scholl tomorrow...i cant really express how i feel now. but i shall try...&lt;br /&gt;i sort of miss my friends and sort of do not miss them. i do not miss them becos i am quite use to this kind of lifestyle already..slacking everyday and band band band... talking about band,  would like to thank those tt have been giving me encouragement throught this holiday when i am down at time..thanks a million..  =)&lt;br /&gt;back to the point now. i miss school cos i sort of feel empty during the hols without my frens in class....it is like i dont feel anything about going back to school. it sort of feels normal...maybe it is becos i have been in school all holiday...&lt;br /&gt;to me, i feel that through this holiday, i have really bonded with most of the band members...for example, i had a conversation with andrew tt day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: y dont u ga play percussian, u use to play tt rite?&lt;br /&gt;andrew: no! i have been in flute for a year already...once a flute, always a flute..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was shocked n glad to hear tt i could feel his devotion already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel that through this holiday, i have learnt a lot of things tt i shall not bother to mention.&lt;br /&gt;k i shall stop here liao cos i gotta gear up for tml..&lt;br /&gt;'u cant put me down!!'&lt;br /&gt;APPLY!!!!! lolx HAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-115124518256887956?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11290500.post-115095986156687249</id><published>2006-06-22T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T00:04:21.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HII&lt;br /&gt;it has been a long time since i last posted.. i think it is because i have been busy chionging my hw.now is my free computer time..i have been under close observation by my dad.it is not a bad thing. cos with his supervision i hav been doing my work at a rate twice as fast as i would normally do. so it is good ba...&lt;br /&gt;i have sort of settled the band already...all is going well execpt for the attendence...he thinks tt i cant do it...but u watch out cos i will prove it to you!!!&lt;br /&gt;i am now starting to feel tt i really can do it liao so i have full self confidence now...&lt;br /&gt;'IGNORANCE IS NO EXCUSE'&lt;br /&gt;'U CANT PUT ME DOWN'&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-115052145190765567</id><published>2006-06-17T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T22:17:31.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEY!!! i am back from obs..It was super fun to me cos i sort of overcame all my fears...did things tt i never tot tt i would have done...but i was homesick every day..i wasnt as enthu as the others nut i still enjoyed it despite all the complains tt i made.lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day1 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took a ferry n arrived at pulau ubin...from there we could see home...we didnt do much one day 1...we just did something games then arrangement of things n then pitched our tents....then i too realised tt we had to cook our own food!!! so dinner, they coked porridge n open some canned foodbut i didnt get to eat much cos at tt time,there was still a clear cut between temasek  n bukit view..n temasek was the majority in the group...then we had to pitch pur tents...then our tent was unbalanced...it was to one side.. i could sleep lar execpt tt it was a little squeezy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent the whole day kayaking...we had to learn how to capsized i was scared st first...but when u dd it ,it isint tt scary it is sort of lyk u go in to the water n then come out again but the scary point is before u turn in...then we kayaked for some distance..then we had a capsize drill...we had to capsixe in the middle of the sea n  rescue our own kayak... really scary cos i was afraid tt sumthing would grab my leg..lol...sounds dumb but if u were in tt situation, u may feel tt too!!! then we kayaked into a wild space...no electricity no ater...we didnt get to bath n we had to pee in the wild, change in the wiled....then there were wild daogs n sum said got wild boars..i sort of lyk saw fireflies..but wasnt so sure...but i was a good experience lyk tt....then it rained tt night..then my tent got water then i got wet....great experience...but uncomfortable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We woke up n we started building raft but didnt suceed...but we still got to swim in the quarry in the end they said tt it was around 20 to 50 storeys deep...then water was really clean clould see my own feet the got bird there so nice calm n serenekust beautiful..then we kayaked again this time it is the expidition a student had to lead n we oso had lunch on teh kayak...then this day we pedalled lyk mad...go land then go sea..hands no strength then use butt power my arms were super sore...rini one oso..then the sea wavewere strong..in total, we kayaked lyk 15 km WOW!! didnt expect myself to be able to do it actually..then we reached camp one...it was a much better campsite...got good toilet..n we also got provided dinner...so nice...then we ate n a lot then we pitched tent again...slept in tent...sort of lyk get used to it liao..then got my chance at camp  1 to clear my bowels...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tt day, we had to do height element my biggest fear..i shouted n shivered lyk mad then bot ppl sae tt i shivered until i lyk doimg belly dancing...omg so paisay...but i did it in the end great step for me...but i later took a bout half an hour to recover from it..lolx...then we at our last wonderful meal then we set of to hiking wif a heavy heavy backpack...one tt would pull u backwards...then hiked for a long timwe...but i still did it when i reached our destination, i almost cried..coe it was really satisfying after all the hiking...then we packed n slept..i slept in tents a usual....going hme the nxt day!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day we onli packed then sae goodbye to each opther...some ppl even cried...lolx...but this was the time when our group actually got together..but no matted wat, parting is still something tt we cannot evade frm in life...then we laft pulau ubin back to s'pore...a place where i got most of my expreinces n a place where i learnt new things...a instructor said...'the course ends when u set foot on the jetty in spore but u can take it as a whole new journey after ur 5 day course run this course with all t u have learnt..' i was really enlightnend by this...so now, i shall motivated myself..do things tt i thing tt i dunnthink tt i wld be able to accomplish...i mush challenge myself to my highest point...with motivation...many things can really be done....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now tt i am back, i really appreciate my family coas i missed them a lot...n bathing..i love bathing now...cos no bath is not fun at all....n all my present comforts....n i hate sandfiles...i have around 30 or so sandfly bites...super itchy...i look lyk polka dot woman...lolx&lt;br /&gt;k shall stop here..cos my hands really tired liao....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-115052145190765567?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/115052145190765567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=115052145190765567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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It was a really great experience!!!I especially loved the decorations n stuff like tt it really brought about the ambience sort of the survivor feeling...then we got on to the tram n saw lots of animals. I was really awed. That night safari trip really brought back the memories of the times when i was young. I love going to the zoo. i feel like a child all over again   ;)    &lt;br /&gt;i watched the world cup last night. i didnt seem to be able to find any intrest in it....i don't think i am a world cup kinda person, i just shout 'GOAL' just to create tt kind of spirit. but i didnt even feel elated or anything when a goal was scored..lolx (n i still finish watching the WHOLE match...lol)&lt;br /&gt;nw i seem to be starting to have problems from band...it is like i have to punish people...u can be my best friend. but i still have to punish you...it is not for me to chose. i dont think tt i have a choice either...if u really dun want such situations, either accept yr punishment graciously or just dont commit the mistakes...(xw i noe wat it is really like ler)&lt;br /&gt;but, nxt week, i am going for OBS so i will be away from band for a full week..n i dun have to face hoe n ppl with their dumb n nonssical attitudes...wateva u do, u cant put me down, cos i will always be back on my feet in no time ready to face u!!!!&lt;br /&gt;'ignorence is no excuse'&lt;br /&gt;'i cant please everyone!!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;gimmie a break!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-114995147551691405?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/114995147551691405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=114995147551691405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/114995147551691405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/114995147551691405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/06/hiii-i-went-to-night-safari-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-114974598843529642</id><published>2006-06-08T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T22:53:08.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ANNOUNCEMENT!!!!!I HAVE A SORE AT MY GUM!!!&lt;br /&gt;i might not be able to attend band tml cos i have difficulty forming my amboture. but i am sure tt it will recover by monday...because:&lt;br /&gt;-i am currently drinking some herbal tea(woo..it is surely bitter&gt;.&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;-staying away from chilli(not tt bad cos i dont feel lyk eating chilli with the sore)&lt;br /&gt;-plan to drink lotsa water( i dun mind but i hav to rush to the toilet very often)&lt;br /&gt;i believe tt with all this, i will recover in no time...&lt;br /&gt;I hav more or less bought all the items my items for obs..yeas...i am alll ready for obs!!!!&lt;br /&gt;bies... ithink i shall continue to post tonite...gotta do hw!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-114974598843529642?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/114974598843529642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=114974598843529642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/114974598843529642'/><link 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at first i was quite high.. but then i almost slp in the bus...but since i have strong perserverance, i didnt slp n i made it back hme...although i was lyk half dead...&lt;br /&gt;then camp was actually very fun...but time was a curcial factor. we had no time for everything. then the party was quite ok n the band onli got high at the end...so sad. but at least they got high.then me n angel n miss aida bathe onli lyk 12 then so nice stay in the bath very long ...then we did patrol then we onli slept at 12.. then we were late the nxt day..omg so embarassing...then we had band pratice the nxt dae...then tt hoe talked a lot of crp. then i obviously defended my self.then he said tt i was arguing with him wateva...oh yah i forgot to mention...we hav mac for breackfast at 3 am...so fun manx...i think tt the commitee really bonded n the band too cos ppl seem to noe each other well already...c i dun feel lyk bloggin already...so bies...&lt;br /&gt;'there is a limit to my temper n dont u pass tt limit cos u wont noe wat i will do!!!'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-114969106856744691?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/114969106856744691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=114969106856744691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/114969106856744691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/114969106856744691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/06/hi-i-am-back-from-band-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-114939216355824716</id><published>2006-06-04T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T20:36:03.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hav just visited some of the blogs of my frens in the past...it is lyk the r all in contact but i am the outcast when i talk to no one frm last yr...k i admit it i was a loner inprimary school...the fat fat attitude girl t no one wanted to be with...tt is y i dont mind being alone now cos i was sort of lyk used to it in the past...it is like so weird...as though i ahve left my past behind...not even bothering to remeber anyhting...it is lyk now my life is just those ppl in bvss...i have already forgotten some ppl in btps...it is quite sad actually...i only have sad memories of the past...nothing but sorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd we had great fun...but got really full n got hme at 1045..&lt;br /&gt;hafiz...thks...or i wld i ahve been late&lt;br /&gt;n sry to rini, sam hafiz n fl....sry tt i had to leave early..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-114939216355824716?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/114939216355824716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=114939216355824716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/114939216355824716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/114939216355824716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-hav-just-visited-some-of-blogs-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-114926064558070408</id><published>2006-06-02T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T08:04:05.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i sort of wanna post then when i come to this page i seem of not wanna post ler&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait till tml&lt;br /&gt;n i am beginning to learn how to use camera...i may become a photographer!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-114926064558070408?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/114926064558070408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=114926064558070408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/114926064558070408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/114926064558070408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-sort-of-wanna-post-then-when-i-come.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-114916891382981510</id><published>2006-06-01T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T06:35:13.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had great fun today with samuel n rini...but then now my body aching cos my bag too heavy n did lots of walking...then we had a good lunch..nice to eat. did lots of stuff...i think tt going libary to study can be loads of fun...sry dont want to post anymore...cos like i said, i am aching all over..if i type anymore, my fingers might also start aching.....&lt;br /&gt;INGNORANCE IS NOT AN EXCUSE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-11290500.post-114899872304294747</id><published>2006-05-30T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T07:18:43.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had great fun tuday.&lt;br /&gt;but i didnt enjoy the part where i had to wake up early in the morning. i woke up at 6.15 to meet ms sim at mrt station to go to award prsentation for the geography project. obviously we didnot win anithing..or else i will be loaded now.....&lt;br /&gt;then after presentation, we went past toy r us... then went int o buy some party stuff... i felt tt i had gone bac to my child hood...al those toys around me alll those things tt i had wanted n couldnt get...then me n rini took some pics...may seem lame. but i enjoyed it cos it ws sort of lyk fufiling wat i had wanted as a child...even though i didnt get it nut i stilll had my pisture wif it...&lt;br /&gt;then rini n i had a craving for i cream. went anderson. then felt tt it was too ex..then we had cornetto in the end n it satisfied me...lolx...this r some things tt u just suddenly wnna have out of the blue&lt;br /&gt;then we went to jurong..go popular . we bought tags...but little did we noe tt the res t of them had already bought their tags...so we hav a lot of extra tags...had our lunch at long john silver... i love the soup...so nice...so rang the bell( i admit tt this act was quite childish)&lt;br /&gt;then we met up wif the rest at the libary...then angeline sae tt she had to leave tt dunno y jacq oso leave...pissed me offf...she wanna leave then suddenly just leave got things to tell her oso cannot...but i shant let tt affect my mood cos we did many fun things nxt...&lt;br /&gt;we started fighting wif the sword n tiara...so funny manxx then got some rv girls tot tt we r jokers laugh n laugh n laugh irritated me...dont they think tt it is veery very rude to do tt????&lt;br /&gt;then sam took out his cam...cool manx dunno how to describ it.....then they take pics didnt wanna take cos i was too tired to post ler...i found out tt the library it a good place to do hw....maybe if i go there do work then i may get to complete it by the second week......tt wld be great news for me...i will be breaking my personal record...&lt;br /&gt;then we talk a lot of crap dun wan to sae so much things cos my hands r exhausted frm the typing...but overall, it was great fun!!!!&lt;br /&gt;"sword in the BAG"&lt;br /&gt;nothing n blow me away!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-114899872304294747?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/114899872304294747/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11290500.post-114891484161118957</id><published>2006-05-29T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T08:00:41.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is the second time tt i am posting for the day....n i feel that i am a loner...it is just tt,sometimes, in school, i just feel so lonely...n i can sort of lyk feel a type of emptiness in me tt needs to be filled up...i guess i really need someone to talk to ni have sort of lost my burn for blogging.....&lt;br /&gt;there r many things tt i wanna learn... lyk photography, making blogskins, learn to be a good writer, learn how to actually knit...n many many more. there r so many things tt i lyk wish to do now tt now, i dont feel lyk doin anything...there r many questions tt i ask myself..lyk y am i working so hard for? everytime i come up with a band proposal, something crops up...now i have to change the proposal again...i am sick of it already...i ahve already changed the proposal many many times...it is lyk i onli have two weeks to plan a camp which has to be changed for many times...why cant they settle everything once n for alll...it is lyk i have already built a hse...n somthing comes along n remove a nail frm my hse n everything just collapse...then i will hav to rebuil everything....&lt;br /&gt;i feel that i ahve been bloging about the bad side of things...i shall stop here...n i will start being positive in my blog the nxt time round i post....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always look at ppl frm the good points...eventually, u will it easier to lyk tt person.....&lt;br /&gt;when some ppl see catapillars, they will turn away in disgust, why dont they say, oh what brilliant patterns it has,or how amazing. it has so may legs, or...nxt time, it will turn into a butterfly...doesnt it make the caterpillar sound better?   =P&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-114887223075128029</id><published>2006-05-29T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T20:10:30.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have got lots of mixed feelings inside me. i just dun know how to express it...but all that i know is that no one can stop me now. because i have my confidence lvl up to 101 percent now...woot...&lt;br /&gt;i still cant believe that it is the hols. woke up this morning.. started to stare...wif many thoghts racing through my mind....lyk shldnt i be in school....one semester has just flown past...yet iam still in the life as though i am still starting my sec 3 life in jan....my life is moving faster than i expext it to...i am not even aware tt it is now the hols...i dun think i am goanna let my self rest... cos i am gonna study...got lots of feelings to write down..but i just cant express it now...i really need a listening ear hu i can telll my troubles n thoughts to i cant bottle everyt hing up in myself...even when i cry, i wld need someone near me...wheni cry a lone, i feel a great emptiness in me..n i hate that...how i wish that someone would cry with me...but i dun think tt i will cry animore..the cry onfriday was enough already.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-114887223075128029?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/114887223075128029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>i actually cried ystd...leonard sry..didnt mean to cry...i didnt cry bcos of the instrument...i cried because i simplily couldnt take it ani more...i am always asking myself...y must i do everyting to please everyone...y cant i hav my own say...but after that cry, i feel much better now...i hav a lready seen it all...i shall not stand up for my self at appropiate times now....i will let others tell me what to do....I CAN DO IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;it  is now the hols...but i dun think tt i will  get to relax tt much....but it beats going to school every day.....&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, a cry really will do u good lyk me now...i feel as though those tears that flowed out of my eyes were all the sorrows, troubles n all those bads things a ll flowing out...all out of my body........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW I FACE MY LIFE WITH A WHOLE NEW ATITTUDE...NOTHING CAN BLOW ME AWAY.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-11290500.post-114856616166328850</id><published>2006-05-25T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T07:09:21.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today i went to the science centre. on the way florence, rini n me kept on sing kiss goodbye-listening to it now- then when we reached science centre, we were divided into groups. i mmeadiately raised my hand for the gallery one becos i wanted the air-conditioningn i felt tt it would be quite fun.&lt;br /&gt;And ii wasnt jjust fun... it was super fun. i think tt i am gonna be a volunteer again at the gallery. our ics were uncle foo and ms wong...mr foo gave us six badges. gave three to leonard n sister....we had to know the science center really well to be able to be in the gallery&lt;br /&gt;we had to know where the various starting points were...then we had to lead the schools to the starting points to start. but the school never seem to follo. the first time i led a school, when i reached 'the human body' only left 5 or 6 people...so infurating manxx..then rini tot of quite a good idea...i be the 'sheperd' to lead the ppl to the starting point. then she be the sheepdog to make the students follow me. then after we led the groups, our job will be done. then we get to walk around the science centre...so now i knw my way around the science center....we went to places like the human body, energy, animals...we also went to water works.splash water here n there...obviously didnt get wet...cos i never ever kena such things one....so good for me...then accidently splashed sister with water...i spray spray then he kena ler....then the funfair there seemed quite boring to me...luckily i didnt go there...got no aircon then cannot experience guilding of people...everything was fun...it is practically beyond words....it is like u get to enjoy at the same timewhile u r contributing to the society......it brings u a lot of happiness....no... it is more of a satisfaction.....&lt;br /&gt;i really enjoyed all this...i really hope to return to the science centre...it is like at that place, u will see even secondary school teens squating down to explore things...it is like at the science center, everyone has let their hair down n really try to explore....it is a lot of fun n expriences... like giving out wooksheets to 400 people...giving out pencils..being a person when people will consult u if they needed help in the science centre.......it is a whole new experience...one that u would never forget...haix..it is just beyond words...i feel that i can stay the a whole day just playing the games over and over again......&lt;br /&gt;then i didnt know how to go hme..but then wif sister's help, i got hme...took 176&lt;br /&gt;then i siao siap so tired liao still go swimming...see that is how crappy i am i do the most inappropiate things at the wrong time....&lt;br /&gt;after tudae, i feel that i can actually be a volunteer...&lt;br /&gt;now i can feel confidence building up in me...i now have more confidence in doing well for end of year. i opso hav confidence of being a better band major...i feel that this band major thing actually helps me to hav a better organisation skills...i really hope to be a good band major...a band major that people look up to...i have got many many things to post about but i wanna watch da chang jin...&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE DOIN VOLUNTEER WORK AT THE SCIENCE CENTRE!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPIE BDAE TO PERA-THKS FOR THE LOLLIPOP&lt;br /&gt;i can do it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ONCE AGAN I LOVE DOIN VOLUNTEER WORK AT THE SCIENCE CENTRE!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-114856616166328850?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11290500.post-114848118751920522</id><published>2006-05-24T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T07:33:07.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it has been quite a number of days since i last posted...now a days, i feel more comfortable when i say things lyk band stand or give announcement...maybe i can do it...nonono...I WILL DO IT.....yeas!!!&lt;br /&gt;i have just completed the band schedule...hope that it is okie.. but actually i am afraid that things would crop up again...but i will not cancel the band camp...cos i really look forward to me, my self going to zi-high....&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow i am goin to do cip...n contribute to this society...lolx...actually i am going to science center...hope that it'll be fun...i very happie cos we can miss a whole day of lessons...so fun....&lt;br /&gt;NEWS FLASH!!!! we went to the science lab tudae to make salt solution...WOW!!!! so amazing rite...salt solution u noe...!!!!!!!!!!!!!    lolx&lt;br /&gt;now i am lyk addicted to the song kiss goodbye by wang li hom. all florence fault...at first i lyk t song. but i didnt lyk the song that much. but then after i sang it with florence than i addicted to it...&lt;br /&gt;~KISS GOODBYE~&lt;br /&gt;Baby bu yao zai ku qi, zhe yi mu duo yao shou xi jin wo zhao ni de shou bi ci, dou she bu de fen chi mei yi ci xiang kai kou dan bu ru bao chi an jing gei wo yi fen zhong zhuan xin, hao hao xin shang ni de mei xing fu da pei bei shang, tong shi zai wo xin jiao cha cuo zhe de yan lei bu neng ce shi ai de zhong liang fu chu de ai shou bu hui, hai qian ni de wo bu neng gei bie ba wo xin ye dai zou, qu gen sui&lt;br /&gt;(reff)&lt;br /&gt;mei yi ci he ni fen kai, shen shen de bei ni da bai mei yi ci fang qi ni de wen rou, tong ku nan yi shi huai mei yi ci he ni fen kai, mei yi ci kiss you Goodbye ai qing de zi wei ci ke wo zhong yu zui ming bai (wo zhong yu ming bai)&lt;br /&gt;xing fu da pei bei shang, tong shi zai wo xin jiao cha cuo zhe de yan lei bu neng ce shi ai de zhong liang fu chu de ai shou bu hui, dan qian ni de wo bu neng gei wo cai ming bai ai zui zhen shi de zi wei repeat (reff) 2 times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is really really nice... when u really understand the lyrics rite, it is actually quite a sad song.....but really lyk the tune...so addictive....&lt;br /&gt;bb shant talk ani more...gonna watch chang jin....bb&lt;br /&gt;I CAN DO IT!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-114848118751920522?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/114848118751920522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=114848118751920522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/114848118751920522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/114848118751920522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/05/it-has-been-quite-number-of-days-since.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-114830657227772764</id><published>2006-05-22T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T07:02:52.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's lessons were sort of relaxing. i did not feel any pressure at all. maybe that was why i was toled off by mr aw. i should really start to concentrate in class nowadays. i keep telling myself that even thoough it is already after the exams, i must still continue to concentrate in school.Hope that i will be able to concentrate in school from tomorrow onwards.....&lt;br /&gt;we had band commitee meeting today...and we have sort of completed what there is to be done. what is left to be done is just the proposal for the teacher. i think that the camp would be really fun.&lt;br /&gt;Plus me n rini go there zi-high..i thnk i might go really mad during camp....yeas..cant wait till band camp...I feel that this camp is not somewhat similar to the other camps....cos it will be FUN!!!&lt;br /&gt;i have a feeling that my zinnia plant is dying soon...it seems to be wilting. i dont know why...but i can see that it is sort of sad n weak. as though it does not have enough energy, not enough nutrients.....&lt;br /&gt;since the age when i was able to think, i have been wondering to myself. will i make my mark in this world one day, or would i be the louise that no one knows...i have been wondering if i would forget my friend now. or would i still be as close to them when i graduate out of this school. i relly hope to have my frens all the way through my life. and that some of us would never part.....i think i will cry on the day that we part...i may not cry when i am physically hurt. but i certainly will cry when i am hurt emotionally...i dunno why. but that is just me........maybe i am sort of a emotional person....someday, when i really get to see really wonderful sunset, i may cry...i almost did the other time. it is just such an overpowering feeling. as though a force is squeezing yr tears out of yr eyes.....i think i cry too much...&lt;br /&gt;i actually cry while watching a movie.&lt;br /&gt;i cried while hearing a touching song 'hui you na me yi tian'&lt;br /&gt;i feel like crying while hearing a song.&lt;br /&gt;i cry over almost every thing. its like as though i have got a whole ocean of tears in me. it is never ending...flowing constantly......&lt;br /&gt;i just ask myself y do i blog. n i have got the answer. the fact is because i have no one to really talk to n tell them my moments of joy or to share my sorrow..maybe when i find a really close fren, then would i onli stop blogging....and i am stil waiting for that day as i feel that talking is much easier than typing. its like everyone at some times would want someone to talk to someone u can trust someone who just listens and fully understand how u feel...maybe that person would come by some day. maybe that person wouldnt....but i will wait patiently....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall stop here.....i feel that i have typed enough&lt;br /&gt;I CAN DO IT!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-11290500.post-114814208705062106</id><published>2006-05-20T00:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T09:21:27.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a girl and her family were walking towards the carpark away from the crowded sholling mall...As they were walking,&lt;br /&gt;Father: Just now, a 6 yr od child was repoerted to be missing in the shopping mall...see how crowded it is. Luckily u did not got lost...&lt;br /&gt;Ah girl gave a sigh of relieve n said&lt;br /&gt;'Thank god i am eight, not six"&lt;br /&gt;Do u geddit???&lt;br /&gt;It's lyk now, i feel as though i am rushing through my lfe. i feel as though i am racing against time. i have to so many deadlines to meet. will i ever get a rest? or will it be the day tt i die, then only will i get my rest....&lt;br /&gt;i have now decided. i am going to yunan. i think tt angel will handle the band well...when i am gone...but i am really afraid that i would have to partner car during the trip to yunan.hope tt i will be able to find a partner....if eunice has a partner, then i will be partnering xw. if eunice dosent have a partner, xw will be her partner. then i will have to find a partner...but no matter wat, i am bent on goin to yunan...becos i really wanna experiens that kind of feeling tt i got when i went to malaysia with my frens last year...i relly love that experience....&lt;br /&gt;TELL ALL OF U SUMTHING...I BOUGHT THE BOOK 'MEMOIRS OF A GEISHA'!!!! i am so happy. it like i have just only read the first two pages n i am in love wif it...i wanted to get the dvd. but then i felt that i would be able to understand the book more through reading it. its the different kind of feeeling...when u read certain books, u will be able to illustrate it in yr mind....my gut feelin told me that memoirs of a geisha i would be illustrate what the book is talking about...it' hrd to express. but if u really do read a good novel, u will feel it. it comes naturally....&lt;br /&gt;i can do it!!!&lt;br /&gt;bb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-114814208705062106?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/114814208705062106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=114814208705062106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/114814208705062106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/114814208705062106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/05/girl-and-her-family-were-walking.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-114787728220744831</id><published>2006-05-17T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T07:48:02.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i might be able to post a long long post tudae...&lt;br /&gt;xw: soon, my post will be longer than yrs MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAX!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i went swimming again. but didnt get tired. nowadays, my condo's pool go more n more creepy crawlies. guess wat i saw in the pool. a MILIPEDE!!!! then i got a shock.. so disgusting. then still hav the feelers. wat if someone starts swimming halfway n steps on the milipede.eeks.....imagine it. u will be able to feel the little legs. n it may be poisonous...ahhhhhhhhhhh so er xin...&lt;br /&gt;o...tml i think we goin back to our normal lessons, sit back normal seats. then i will have to bring back lots of books. cos all my books r at hme now. gonna go pack soon...i think now...&lt;br /&gt;now i am back typing about 40 mins later. u noe y, it was band stuff again.. the camp seems to be quite in a mess now. but i will be having another commitee meeting on nxt mondae...hope tt by then i am able to come up with a proposal for the teachers...now i still need to draw up a schedule...so i dun feel lyk posting any longer...will try to sort out the band stuff...bb..n i luv my blogskin...lolx&lt;br /&gt;p.s. zoe, jealous???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-114787728220744831?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/114787728220744831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=114787728220744831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/114787728220744831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/114787728220744831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-think-i-might-be-able-to-post-long.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-114783851729975714</id><published>2006-05-17T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T21:01:57.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>See, i just changed my blog skin again... i think  tt i have changed my blogskin three times in two weeks.. To me, this is the skin tt i sort of fell in loive with at first sight. n wats more, its a new skin. onliy lyk a few ppl hav downloaded it before. so when ppl cum to my blog, they wld be lyk "a such a nice skin. never c before".This skin is sort of simple but complicated...the pic looks so messy. but the layout is simple yet sweet....n the colour is sort of pleasent to the eyes.... ohhh n i dun knw y nowadays, i cant seem to be able to adjust the time for post...i willl try to find out soon...bb going to lunch liao...maybe posting again to night... =)&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i can adjust the time... yeas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-114783851729975714?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/114783851729975714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>Once upon a time, there was this girl whose photot got taken n she didnt know tt her photo was taken but she didnt knw. she accidently came upon the photo. it was a very awful pic of her. so she kept it in a shirt pocket. after a tough day, she took a bath, and unknowingly left her photo in her shirt pocket. n on tt day, after the clothes were all washed by the washin machine, she found out tt the colour from the photo washed of n stained her uniorm. upon hearing tt, her mum flared up. n scolded the girl for being so careless...n the girl didnt mean it...n the girl is ME.......&lt;br /&gt;i confess. i didnt do well for my exams this tiem round. really hope tt i would do well for end of year. no more talking in class, no more slacking. must do hw on tiem. no more cuming online execpt for fridays after june hols. watch less television programes....n many many many more.......n i relly regret not taking this exams as much as i would for end of yr exams...but i woyld really gear up for end of year xams...so all of u out there...WATCH OUT!!!!!!!!!!!MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAX.......&lt;br /&gt;tudae i mustered up all my courage to call mr hoe. it went ok...seee, i do have courage...but it was really scary...&lt;br /&gt;tudae had commitee meeting. it went well...but i was super tired after tt... n bthe whole ex co didnt hav lunch.. maybe i shld have let them hav lunch then they would hav energy to work. n if they had wanted to have lunch they should hav relly talked to me n not just shut up n go on their own.. n when i tell the off, dun blame me, cos if u relly did tell me tt u were relly hungry, then i wld have let all of u went for lunch!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;it now really ough. first, i must be fair. then my frens do things tt r not tt right. then i sae them. then they bu shuang. am i doing the wrong thing? or shld i just go by the rules....then sumtimes i feel relly in sulted by wat they sae...i dun thnk tt i shld be treated lyk tt.. if they think tt i am band major, then show me the respect, not suan me all the time......irritating manxx&lt;br /&gt;this is all i hav to post..n it is all from the deep down bottom of my heart!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;bb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-114779092208222973?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/114779092208222973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=114779092208222973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/114779092208222973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/114779092208222973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/05/once-upon-time-there-was-this-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-114770266785690700</id><published>2006-05-15T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T07:51:33.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got back my results tudae. didnt do tt well. i had expected better grades. but i shall not be afected. cos i shall now gear up for the end of year exams.....&lt;br /&gt;my results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Physics: 52/100&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;English: 59.8/100&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A Maths: 73.5/100&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Emaths: 78/100&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chinese: 63.3/100&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SS: 28/50&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;to me quite ok lar... but glad tt i pass my physics.. on the night before the exam, i was so afraid tt i would fail...althouht he grades do not seem good, but i will chiong for end of yr...i PROMISE myself!!!!!!! but i knw tt i didnt do well this time...so i shall do wat mrs choo said...MIAN BI SHI GUO...i must face the wall for a mth or even more...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tell all of u sumthing... my zinnia plant grow liao...so happie. got super worried when i didnt see tit germinating this morning....it is 0.8 cm now..i will water it every day, talk to it and give it lots of T.L.C&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;now i hav lots of band stuff to do. after i spoke to keat ling, i sort of feel the stress n workload of a band major, but i will try my best n do the best out of my post...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i went swiming tudae, but i didnt seem to get rid of any carlories...hai. maybe if i do this twice or thrice a week, i may see the burining of calories&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;now after the exams, i really do not have anything to do.. those things tt i felt lyk doing r all gone now. i no longer have the enthusiaism any more. for example, change a email acc, learn how to do blgoskins n many many more......hope i get tt kinda of enthusiasm back...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;n lemmie tell u sumthing, i am seeng mandy tml...yeas. i might borrow it hme. n this is lyk one of the things tt i hav lost enthusiasm in...but i still must master my solo..I CAN N I WILL!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i once again hav nthing else to sae...so gd bye n gd luck to all n myself for tml... =)&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/11290500-114770266785690700?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11290500.post-114761589632768756</id><published>2006-05-14T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T07:11:36.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK...i am feeling the pressure now, i am a little nervous about tml.....hope tt alll of us wld do well ....good luck to all...=)&lt;br /&gt;tudae i sort of spend a kampong kid wkend...in the afternoon, i tried starting a fire. n i succeeded...n the water actually boiled...then in the evening, i went to sum place to catch fish..lolx...very fun...tudae i felt very  carefree...no stress or anything, lyk the kids frm the kampong last time...but when i switched on the pc, i was was brought back to the present world, with all this sort of technology....&lt;br /&gt;tml is a big dae for many ppl, so i guess tt many ppl may not e able to fall asleep. but i hope tt i do fall asleep, cos i normally am not able to fall asleep on sunday nights...haix...tt's one of my problems. but i will try my best to overcome it...&lt;br /&gt;i cnaat wait till tml cos there will be lots of things to ak many ppl about...but tml wont be a long wait. just about 9 hrs later...so i will wait patiently....&lt;br /&gt;i cant crap any further now so bb..wanna watch some tv programmes n try to sleep.....yawn* relly tired liao...n good luck for all for tml.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-114761589632768756?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/114761589632768756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=114761589632768756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/114761589632768756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/114761589632768756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/05/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-114753435658507171</id><published>2006-05-13T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T08:32:36.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it is lyk all my classmates r all scared or nervous about mondae when our results r announced. But for me, i cant seem to feel it. this issue is lyk thrown far far away in my mind. i will onli think about it when i c someone mentiong it on their blogs ...n the worst thing iis, i dont feel scared of nervous... i dont feel anything. i just c it as sumthing tt i would not be affected by...i think i will feel it until the moment when the results r out.....hope tt i will be shedding tears of joy....NO..i WILL be shedding tears of JOY...  =)&lt;br /&gt;see...we must always think positive.....lyk me =P&lt;br /&gt;i hav just changes skin...it looks tranquil...can feel peace while i look at it....nice rite...&lt;br /&gt;i went to  lot 1 just now...mum bought for me a purse...very good...simple yet can store a lot of stuff so now i dun have to use the velcro liao. just zip n unzip....so easy&lt;br /&gt;zoe just cum online. xw n i tried to add her to conversation. but then cannot..cos 3 of us then can really crap n now we all craping liao...haha&lt;br /&gt;i just looked at the neoprints i took wif rini tt day, realised tt it was relly nice...lol....&lt;br /&gt;oh yah.. i forgot. it is mother's day tml...bought a flower for my mum hope she lyks it...wanted to get for her sumthing really ex but i scared she got no use for it so i bought for her a little flower&lt;br /&gt;i am now wondering where i shld put to surprise her...maybe the kitchen..lol&lt;br /&gt;i am trying to post longer then zoe...&lt;br /&gt;but cant seem to cos i not long winded.....&lt;br /&gt;n i wanna wish all mothers on earth a HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-114753435658507171?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/114753435658507171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=114753435658507171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/114753435658507171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/114753435658507171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/05/it-is-lyk-all-my-classmates-r-all.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11290500.post-114744708057638157</id><published>2006-05-12T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T08:18:00.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hav now decided to post a long post....but i dont seem to be able to do it...must be lyk zoe...she can post really really long posts....&lt;br /&gt;i shall start now. tudae i went to causeway point. then shop...but den lyk never shop ly tt...cos i didnt really buy anything..but it was like window shopping..onli c nvr buy...but my aunt bought this d.i.y curtains. but it is lyk really really short...lyk have no use lyk tt. ate lots of durians just now...soo long nvr eat durians... now eat lyk so shiok...lolx..this i wat i mean by special moments...its lyk something tt u will enjoy doing once a while, n it'll seem really special..&lt;br /&gt;will be having band commitee meting on tuesday...hope tt it'll be fun...i look forward to it...=)&lt;br /&gt;i will be talking to keat ling on moncay....yeas!!! will be looking forward to tt cos i think tt i will be more sure to do wat i hav to do after the talk....&lt;br /&gt;i hope to hav a chance where by i get to stay out really really late with frens.. lyk on thursday night. just becos i couldnt stay out late, i destroyed the fun...it was lyk both rini n samuel went  hme..just becos i had to go hme, they oso went hme early...i think i sort of spoiled their mood...haix....sorry....&lt;br /&gt;xinwei sent me the song kiss me goodbye.... really soothing...quite lyk it...thkx xin wei...=)&lt;br /&gt;tell u something..i actually think of somethings when i hear certain songs:&lt;br /&gt;'when u believe', i will think of my band seniors...cos i cried while i played the duet....&lt;br /&gt;'hui you na me yi tian', i will think of the sunset....cos i feel tt it'll be great to have the song playing in the background while i admire the sunset...&lt;br /&gt;'at the beginning', i will think of somone standig at the edge of a cliff, hands open out in the sunset, with strong wind....knw tt it sounds dumb. but tt is wat i really picture.lolx&lt;br /&gt;'beauty n the beast', i think of a rose...sort of lyk simple yet sweet&lt;br /&gt;'ru guo de shi', i think of a really old hse&lt;br /&gt;tt's all i can think of still have a lot more..but just cant recall it now....&lt;br /&gt;i really really miss my flute...haix...is this called devotion to my instrument...its lyk i suddenly feel tt i am quite lost without it's presence....cant wait till tuesday. maybe i can borrow it hme to pay a while talking about band, i still must play amapola..but i will get nervous when i play it n now without the seniors...hope i will manage....no...i will manage...=)&lt;br /&gt;wish to continue to post but i cant think of anything to write...i think i will clear my mp3 now.got many songs tt i dun lyk....&lt;br /&gt;gd luck to everyone on mondae... =)...bb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11290500-114744708057638157?l=keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/feeds/114744708057638157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11290500&amp;postID=114744708057638157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/114744708057638157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11290500/posts/default/114744708057638157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepyrdreamsalive.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-hav-now-decided-to-post-long-post.html' title=''/><author><name>louise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12406764526900235691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>
